ace abused brings forth the foulest deeds,
As richest soil the most luxuriant weeds."

I must now leave the reverend gentlemen in the hands of Him who knows
best how to deal with a recreant ministry.

I do not wish it to be understood that all the ministers of the States
are of the Balaam stamp. There are those who are as uncompromising
with slaveholders as Moses was with Pharaoh, and, like Daniel, will
never bow down before the great false God that has been set up.

On arriving at Portland, we found that the steamer we intended to take
had run into a schooner the previous night, and was lying up for
repairs; so we had to wait there, in fearful suspense, for two or three
days. During this time, we had the honour of being the guest of the
late and much lamented Daniel Oliver, Esq., one of the best and most
hospitable men in the State. By simply fulfilling the Scripture
injunction, to take in the stranger, &c., he ran the risk of incurring
a penalty of 2,000 dollars, and twelve months' imprisonment.

But neither the Fugitive Slave Law, nor any other Satanic enactment,
can ever drive the spirit of liberty and humanity out of such noble and
generous-hearted men.

May God ever bless his dear widow, and eventually unite them in His
courts above!

We finally got off to St. John's, New Brunswick, where we had to wait
two days for the steamer that conveyed us to Windsor, Nova Scotia.

On going into a hotel at St. John's, we met the butler in the hall, to
whom I said, "We wish to stop here to-night." He turned round,
scratching his head, evidently much put about. But thinking that my
wife was white, he replied, "We have plenty of room for the lady, but I
don't know about yourself; we never take in coloured folks." "Oh,
don't trouble about me," I said; "if you have room for the lady, that
will do; so please have the luggage taken to a bed-room." Which was
immediately done, and my wife went upstairs into the apartment.

After taking a little walk in the town, I returned, and asked to see
the "lady." On being conducted to the little sitting-room, where she
then was, I entered without knocking, much to the surprise of the whole
house. The "lady" then rang the bell, and ordered dinner for two.
"Dinner for two, mum!" exclaimed the waiter, as he backed out of the
door. "Yes, for two," said my wife. In a little while the stout,
red-nosed butler, whom we first met, knocked at the door. I called
out, "Come in." On