ir creditors, and cut them in pieces! or men kill their sleeping
wives and children!

Infidelity has been called a magnificent lie! Mrs. Stowe's "living
dramatic reality" is nothing more than an interesting falsehood; nor ought
to be offered, as an equivalent for truth, the genius that pervades her
pages; rather it is to be lamented that the rich gifts of God should be so
misapplied.

Were the exertions of the Abolitionists successful, what would be the
result? The soul sickens at the thought. Scenes of blood and horror--the
desolation of our fair Southern States--the final destruction of the
negroes in them. This would be the result of immediate emancipation here.
What has it been elsewhere? Look at St. Domingo. A recent visitor there
says, "Though opposed to slavery, I must acknowledge that in this instance
the experiment has failed." He compares the negroes to "a wretched
gibbering set, from their appearance and condition more nearly allied to
beasts than to men." Look at the free colored people of the North and in
Canada.

I have lived among them at the North, and can judge for myself. Their
"friends" do not always obtain their affection or gratitude. A colored
woman said to me, "I would rather work for any people than the
Abolitionists. They expect us to do so much, and they say we ought to work
cheaper for them because they are 'our friends.'" Look at them in Canada.
An English gentleman who has for many years resided there, and who has
recently visited Washington, told me that they were the most miserable,
helpless human beings he had ever seen. In fact he said, "They were
nuisances, and the people of Canada would be truly thankful to see them out
of their country." He had never heard of "a good missionary" mentioned by
Mrs. Stowe, "whom Christian charity has placed there as a shepherd to the
outcast and wandering." He had seen no good results of emancipation. On one
occasion he hired a colored man to drive him across the country.

"How did you get here?" he said to the man. "Are you not a runaway?"

"Yes, sir," the man replied. "I came from Virginny."

"Well, of course you are a great deal happier now than when you were a
slave?"

"No, sir; if I could get back to Virginny, I would be glad to go." He
looked, too, as if he had never been worse off than at that time.

The fact is, liberty like money is a grand thing; but in order to be happy,
we must know how to use it.

It cannot always be said of the fu