it. The gospel is calculated to make mankind better and
none should be without it."

"What say you," said Carlingham, "about the right of man to his
liberty?"

"Now, Carlingham, you have begun to harp again about men's rights. I
really wish that you could see this matter as I do."'

"I regret that I cannot see eye to eye with you," said Carlingham. "I
am a disciple of Rousseau, and have for years made the rights of man my
study, and I must confess to you that I see no difference between white
and black, as it regards liberty."

"Now, my dear Carlingham, would you really have the negroes enjoy the
same rights as ourselves?"

"I would most certainly. Look at our great Declaration of Independence!
look even at the Constitution of our own Connecticut and see what is
said in these about liberty."

"I regard all this talk about rights as mere humbug. The Bible is older
than the Declaration of Independence, and there I take my stand."

A long discussion followed, in which both gentlemen put forth their
peculiar ideas with much warmth of feeling.

During this conversation, there was another person in the room, seated
by the window, who, although at work, embroidering a fine collar, paid
minute attention to what was said. This was Georgiana, the only
daughter of the parson, who had but just returned from Connecticut,
where she had finished her education. She had had the opportunity of
contrasting the spirit of Christianity and liberty in New England with
that of slavery in her native State, and had learned to feel deeply for
the injured negro. Georgiana was in her nineteenth year, and had been
much benefited by her residence of five years at the North. Her form
was tall and graceful, her features regular and well-defined, and her
complexion was illuminated by the freshness of youth, beauty, and
health.

The daughter differed from both the father and visitor upon the subject
which they had been discussing; and as soon as an opportunity offered,
she gave it as her opinion that the Bible was both the bulwark of
Christianity and of liberty. With a smile she said,--

"Of course, papa will overlook my difference with him, for although I
am a native of the South, I am by education and sympathy a Northerner."
Mr. Wilson laughed, appearing rather pleased than otherwise at the
manner in which his daughter had expressed herself. From this Georgiana
took courage and continued,--

'"Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.' Th