nd I make no doubt, we should soon hear of a stray nigger
being shot for his hide, as you do of a moose for his skin, and a bear
for his fur.

"Indeed, that is the reason (though I shouldn't mention it as an
Attache), that our government won't now concur to suppress the slave
trade. They say the prisoners will all be murdered, and their peels
sold; and that vessels, instead of taking, in at Africa a cargo of
humans, will take in a cargo of hides, as they do to South America. As a
Christian, a philanthropist, indeed, as a man, this is a horrid subject
to contemplate, ain't it?"

"Indeed it is," said Turkey. "I feel a little overcome--my head swims--I
am oppressed with nausea--I must go below."

"How the goney swallered it all, didn't he?" said Mr. Slick, with great
glee. "Hante he a most a beautiful twist that feller? How he gobbled it
down, tank, shank and flank at a gulp, didn't he. Oh! he is a Turkey
and no mistake, that chap. But see here, Squire; jist look through the
skylight. See the goney, how his pencil is a leggin' it off, for dear
life. Oh, there is great fun in crammin' those fellers.

"Now tell me candid, Squire; do you think there is no prejudice in the
Britishers agin us and our free and enlightened country, when they can
swaller such stuff as the Gougin' School and _Black Stole_?"

CHAPTER VI. THE PRINCE DE JOINVILLE'S HORSE.

"There is more in that story, Squire," said Mr. Hopewell, "of the
Patron, and Sam's queer illustration of the Cow's Tail, than you are
aware of. The machinery of the colonies is good enough in itself, but
it wants a safety valve. When the pressure within is too great, there
should be something devised to let off the steam. This is a subject
well worthy of your consideration; and if you have an opportunity of
conversing with any of the ministry, pray draw their attention to it. By
not understanding this, the English have caused one revolution at home,
and another in America."

"Exactly," said Mr. Slick. "It reminds me of what I once saw done by the
Prince de Joinville's horse, on the Halifax road."

"Pardon me," said Mr. Hopewell, "you shall have an opportunity presently
of telling your story of the Prince's horse, but suffer me to proceed.

"England, besides other outlets, has a never-failing one in the
colonies, but the colonies have no outlet. Cromwell and Hampden were
actually embarked on board of a vessel in the Thames, for Boston, when
they were prevented from s