Mrs. Stowe, as virtuous woman, dared only allude some the hellish works slavery it too foul sully her pen; the time is come when iniquity should no longer be hid: that evil which Wilberforce Clarkson exposed, of which Wesley said it "the sum all human villainies," must now be laid bare all its hellish atrocities. The half has not yet been told; appalling as the statements made, yet when fiercest organized effort extend monster evil North-American slavery is being made, every patriot is called on sympathize over woes sufferings human kind, plead freedom liberty.

Cowper long ago told his fellow-countryman

"Skins may differ, affection Dwells white black same."

Therefore, kind reader, we ask your sympathy, while peruse some the iniquities perpetrated upon suffering race, that too often by men women calling themselves Christians, using religious cloak screen their monstrous, foul, cruel acts.

Shrink not, gentle reader, when those fearful atrocities brought before your notice. Such narratives as Jackson's wanted arouse people. The evil is afar off, interested parties say, "Don't believe it; it is false, it is exaggerated." Not so; worst cannot be told. You cannot speak out, tell fraction the

horrid scenes enacted, where every child feeble woman is at brutal mercy brutalised man; where marriage is fiction, five millions people live practically a state unrecognised whoredom polygamy.

Would English mothers English daughters could feel as they ought those whose virtue honour, whose life liberty, may be purchased by any libertine wretch, who has "almighty dollar" plenty his pocket. Let us think our sisters, our wives, our children, thank God with them,

"I not born little slave To labour the sun; To wish I but my grave, And all my labour done."

Many an English reader, knowing every year we pay million money as interest the twenty millions by which freedom West Indian slaves purchased, spend nearly another million keep down slave trade America, Cuba, Brazil, very earnest declaring their abhorrence American slavery, like Times, finds fault with President Lincoln's government not putting an end slavery by proclamation, thinking our British hands quite clean. But they forget share England has had the bondage the human race. Liverpool Bristol years the seat the African slave trade; once upon time, G. F. Cooke, actor, on boards a Liverpool theater, when displeased with his audience hissing him, turned fiercely on them, told them Liverpool paved with blood the negro slaves; in it is not quite clear the same, vide Nightingale Slaver.

Three hundred years ago Sir John Hawkins procured first cargo Negroes from coast Guinea, took them Hispaniola, so profitable his trip a new expedition soon prepared, which Queen Elizabeth shared profits. This royal patronage the slave trade further extended under other reigns,

on of December, our good King George issued proclamation under his own hand, commanding Governor Virginia, "upon pain the highest displeasure, assent no law by which importation slaves shall be any respect prohibited obstructed."

Before we then heartily condemn United States, let us remember when they would not have slavery, it forced upon them by English Government.

When the ship one Thomas Keyser James Smith brought cargo negroes Boston, they heavily fined compelled return those negroes again Africa. Noble men they Massachusetts; despite Irish rowdy element Boston Portland, yet noble men they at present hour. There fugitive slave has liberty protection.

Virginia, long battle ground freedom during old war, as well as new one, often spoke out nobly against slavery. Her patriots, like Jefferson, though himself slaveholder, yet steadily resented influence that growing evil. At time, Franklin spoke through press, memorials from all States sent King George. The king inexorable; while English judges declared when slave set his foot on soil England he free, yet monarch stood the path humanity, became pillar the American Slave Trade.

England gave America slavery. England by use her cotton, has mainly helped continue it; let English sympathy be withdrawn from South, soon slavery there must fall. It lies with Christian men women expose its evils, denounce its cruelties, lay open its horrors, spare not its infamous immoralities. Truly there is God judgeth earth. There is wanted fact upon fact enlighten English public, when its leading papers palliate excuse atrocities the South. They would ignore existence four millions out the twenty who live breathe beyond

Atlantic under stars stripes. Christian England should stand man opposed those who would kill every slave found with arms hand, away from his master's plantation; who have no scruples brutalizing, burning, flaying, flogging, scourging, shooting wives daughters their runaway slaves.

Every sickening brutality is practised upon hapless men women, without hope any redress; surely these injustices cry heaven vengeance. How long, Lord, how long. Stonewall Jackson may, with courage piety a Cromwell, without his rightful cause, carry war into Maryland, Pope M'Clellan be driven back the Free States; yet with one burst freedom, even Dr. Mackay shall re-echo from Washington the "Times" to-morrow, his favorite phrase:

"There's good time coming, boys, Wait little longer."

The day escape from bondage will come all, as it has some; surely their cry will be heard, the refrain so long sung by Negroes the South:

"O let my people go,"

be answered from heaven, perhaps even with slaughter as great as of "smart Egyptians," when they came onward with all panoply their chariots horsemen the Red Sea, there sink amid waters. Then sang Miriam:

"Sound loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea, Jehovah hath triumph'd, his people free."

I born South Carolina. My grandfather stolen from Africa. My father learned African method curing snake bites, was consequence, called Dr. Clavern. My mother's name Betty. I had five brothers five sisters. Of these, two brothers two sisters dead when I left plantation. My earliest recollection of my mistress, whom I feared above all persons, as she used every means her power spite me. The reason this as follows: When I about ten years old, I her son digging hickory root amuse ourselves with, when he, seeing I obtaining mine quicker than he, kicked me on nose, upon which I wiped blood upon him. He ran informed his mother, who whipped me on my naked back, console her son, till blood ran down. After she always hated not only me my family, would even stint my mother's allowance; since then, I had many whippings through her influence.

My mistress had four daughters, viz.: Anne, Eliza, Jane, Martha. Of Anne, eldest, I knew little, as she married when I very young, went another plantation. Eliza, next, the worst the three. She used whip me almost as much as my mistress. Of Jane, next, I also knew little, as she married minister named Brailly, when I very young; as far as I know, she the best the three. Martha, youngest, very bad. I will give specimen

her abilities. One day, as she returning from walk the garden, she saw my youngest brother, William, walking the yard, from pure mischief, she picked some horse nettles, coming up him, (he quite naked) began sting him with them, as he ran away, she ran after him, kept up with him, stinging him on sides back, till at last he fell down through pain; nevertheless, she kept on stinging him, without any intermission; at last he got up began running, by time I got up him, (I about ten years age, he being between five six) I cried out him, "Run faster, William, run faster," whereupon she turned upon me, I being able run faster than she, I escaped her, by means my brother William effected his escape. When William got home, he covered with large lumps all over his body. When she married she had my sister whipped death. The circumstances as follows:

My sister religious, perhaps it stung her conscience, it might have been some other reason; at all events, she ordered my sister leave off praying, as she discovered my sister did not obey her commands, she asked her husband, Gamble M'Farden (a member the Salem Brick Church, who if possible, worse than herself, she a member also) give her hundred lashes, he took her hung her up by hands the beef gallows, (an apparatus on which they hang oxen when they skin them) called his negro slave Toney, ordered him give her hundred lashes, he commenced beating her incessantly; he then remonstrated with his master, because she fainted, his brutal master, (who, though member a Christian church, notwithstanding, equal devil himself) coolly ordered him bring pail water throw over her, revive her; when she came he ordered him continue, which Toney did; at length made pause, told his master he had given her fifty lashes, the brutal answer "Give me whip, I will give her other fifty," which he did. She died at end three weeks, leaving two children, boy girl, who, with my father, I now hope buy. My mistress also had four sons, James, Robert, Thomas, Mack. James English, member Brick Church, as bad as any them; he married when I little. I worked on his

plantation once, driving oxen, I will relate what I saw there. A slave named Jack, taken sick while working on plantation, he laid himself down the fence corner. When his master came, he saw him lying down, he told him get up immediately go on working. Jack replied, "O massa, I'm so sick." "Get up immediately, lazy varmint," replied his master, he commenced whipping him till he got up; as soon as his master off field, he lay down again. The slaves, seeing his master returning, told him he had better get up, as master coming, he could not, when master returned he began whip him again; seeing, he could not get up, he went the house brought tumblerful castor oil, forced him drink it, then said, "Now get up, rascal, I will whip made him continue his work; his conscience smote him, he sent a doctor, upon his certificate allowed him return home. I cannot leave off without relating another incident about him. On one occasion there a hundred negroes be sold, James English went buy. Among negroes be bought there one named Willis; when he put on block, the bidding began. James English began bid, Willis, seeing him bidding, jumped down from auction-block. The auctioneer said, "Why do jump down, rascal?" He replied, "Because man, (pointing, James English) is bidding me." "Why do not want him bid you?" "'Cause he's baddest massa 'tween this an' hell fire." This scene repeated twice, James English at length bought him; he went towards plantation till within three miles it, when negroes another plantation again told him there not worse master the whole district. His fears returning, afresh, he fled the woods, hunger compelled him return. When he got back he put into irons, taken out next morning hung up, received hundred lashes; when stripes partially healed, they gave him twenty-five lashes every other morning as long, as they thought he could bear it.

Afterwards, James English taken ill, such his savage propensities, he got out bed dressed himself; took his whip went into cotton field, commenced quarrelling with slave named Old George, on plea he did not pick cotton fast

enough. I will repeat his words: "Never mind, old rascal, when I get better I'll give sixty lashes, never mind, old rascal But from time he began get worse, went home sent the doctor, Mr. Miller. The following conversation then took place: "Doctor, I am very sick, can help me?" The doctor, after feeling his pulse, replied, "I can't save "Why, doctor?" "You have mortification the head." He did not believe this, sent Dr. Hainsworth. When Dr. Hainsworth came, he said also, "I can't save will die a few days." His terror on hearing this announcement extreme. He prayed doctors save his life, in vain. In five days terrible hour drew nigh, his agony death struggles such he required be held down. Thus ended life a member a Christian Church. When tidings his death reached negroes, they overjoyed, especially Willis, who went round every hut, shook hands with every negro, saying, "How d'ye do, brudder, de devil is dead an' gon' hell, an' Old George got clear his sixty lashes." Of Robert, next brother, I knew nothing, as he died when very young. Thomas, next, if possible, worse than James. He also member Mount Zion Chapel. He articled a lawyer. While studying law, he used whip negroes on plantation exceedingly. I will give an instance it. He had just bought new whip, wished try it, seeing me go by, he called me told me bring him some water wash his hands I went got it as quickly as possible. When I brought it him, he said, "You have been too slow, now pull off your jacket," he then commenced whipping me, having first shut both doors, I pushed open one them ran. I then between ten twelve years age. He ran after me, soon caught me, whipped me again till blood ran. When young man, he went Tennessee, married. The lady's name Livinia. At his marriage his father gave him twelve negroes. He had then son named West, after ten years he returned South Carolina. His father bought him plantation five miles from his own, gave him another slave girl as nurse his boy. The boy very cross, his mother asserted the girl pinched baby, which not true. This girl continually being whipped upon

false accusation, so at length she ran away went back her old plantation. But master tied rope round her neck sent her back his son, who immediately ordered two flat irons be put on fire, had her laid down on log, made three negroes, by names Frank, Save, Peter hold her down. He then took first iron pressed it her body on one side; when he removed it skin stuck it. He repeated same with other iron, on other side the body. She then left him, started night the old plantation: her pain so great she all night going little distance. The old master, on seeing burns, declared she should not go back any more. The following conversation took place when Thomas came see his father: "Thomas, did burn this girl so?" "Yes, pa, I did, because she ran away." "Well, shan't have her any more." But, this case, Thomas a true son his father, the old proverb remained unshaken, viz., "The chip off old block don't fall far from stump." About this time he became minister. He preached his first sermon Mount Zion Chapel, the negroes flocked hear him, were so overjoyed think now he had experienced true religion, he would be more merciful them, he the same devil still. He owned slave whose name January, who could not pick cotton as fast as other negroes. For this reason, this minister religion gave him from twenty-five one hundred lashes, fifty blows with paddle, which so frightened negro he ran away into woods; was caught, again whipped, put into stocks, was taken out every other morning, received twenty-five lashes a time, then put work with lock chain round his neck. At time, his son West overseer whipping negroes his father. At time I left slavery he often whipped slaves severely. In Southern States America, any negro found out at night after nine o'clock, without pass, is liable be taken up receive thirty-nine lashes; it is common amusement young men go out at night parties patrolling. This minister, Thomas English, one night joined party, they came upon slave named Isaac, on Dr. Grag's plantation, they gave chase, he outran them, this minister leading them on, shouting at top his voice,

with horrid oaths, "Catch rascal." We will now pass on Mack, youngest brother, he worse than either the others, was one who kicked me when I digging hickory root. He had not finished his schooling, before he put oversee his father's plantation. He used whip slaves more than his father. Among atrocities which he committed, he knocked my mother down with butt his whip, while I stood by feeling as if I had been struck myself, when he suddenly turned round said, "Go on with your work, rascal." His whip spared neither old nor young. This youth ordered every negro pick one cwt. cotton each day which almost impossible them do on their not presenting amount cotton at machine, he gave them from twenty-five fifty lashes each; so during cotton- picking season, place filled with screams agony every evening. There a slave named Isaac, who could not pick cotton so fast as others, the consequence he flogged every night by this youth. This tyrant going give him fifty lashes again one evening, on scaffold where they weigh cotton, about ten feet high; Isaac jumped down the dark on snaggy stump ruined his feet, could not work more than month. He used often call negroes up at midnight screw cotton, to move fences the sweet potatoe fields.

The time killing hogs is negroes' feast, as it is only time the negroes can get meat, they then allowed chitterlings feet; then they do not see any more till next hog-killing time. Their food is dry peck corn they have grind at hand-mill after hard day's work, a pint salt, which they receive every week. They only allowed eat twice a-day. Mack English once tied down slave named Old Prince, gave him one hundred lashes with whip, fifty blows with paddle, because he could not work fast enough please him. A slaveholder named Mr. Wilson, having died debt, my master bought two his slave girls, named Rose Jenny. Jenny forced have Adam how already married; also her sister Rose married March, before she came on our plantation. Mack English, having turned wishful eye on Rose, wrapped himself up his big cloak, went the nigger-house the night, called

slave named Esau, told him tell Rose come him as he wanted her. She sent back say, "I'm nursing my baby can't come." "Go tell her I don't care about her baby, she must come," answered Mack, "and if she does not come, I'll give her twenty-five lashes to-morrow morning." "Go tell him, Esau, my husband will be coming, I can't come," answered she. The next morning he tied her up cut her naked back all over; further particulars too revolting tell.

We will now relate his death. He went with his father one summer White Sulphur Springs. There he taken ill, death took place five days. His death-bed a scene heartrending agony. He swore, he cursed, he shrieked "Murder! Murder!! Murder!!! Pa, stand here see all these doctors hunching punching me. Murder! Murder!!" Then, as he expired, he shrieked with fearful agony, "God blast." This I heard from Old Bob, carriage driver, who his nurse till his death. The following conversation I overheard when his father returned: "Wife, our son is dead gone hell." "Hush! hush! talking so before niggers." "Well, he is, he died cursing swearing." Just then, Mack's playmate, named Davey Wilson, entered inquired him. "Your playmate is dead gone hell," the answer he received. His wife immediately replied, "Hush! hush! shut your mouth, old fool, what you telling him Davey Wilson went told his mother, who told minister, Mr. Reed, Mount Zion Church, who preached sermon the young about his death. After none the English's family attended Mount Zion Chapel. When he went the White Sulphur Springs, I prayed I might never see him again, thus my prayer signally answered. I remembered when he his father both whipped me at same time, about sunrise, on my naked back, then made me work till twelve o'clock without eating anything. I also remember when he going the springs, he said, "When I get back, my father will give me Creek Swamp plantation fifty niggers, then I will buy cowhide whip, well corded, five feet long, I'll make all niggers take Ephraim by force, tie him an oak tree, I'll make Adam give him one the hardest hundred lashes ever man put on nigger." I, myself, willed that tyrant, God

had willed me myself. Surely words the Psalmist came true this case: "They search out iniquities; they accomplish diligent search; both inward thought every one them, the heart, is deep. But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded."

We will now speak about my old master, father those whom I have spoken in above chapter. He originally Quaker North Carolina, United States, he came South Carolina married lady who had few slaves. He then set up liquor store on Creek Swamp plantation, where he sold the white people the daytime, at night traded with slaves. He told slaves round about steal cotton bring it him, he would give them whisky it; if their masters caught them, they not say they bringing it him. The consequence some slaves brought one cwt. him, which he gave them one gallon whiskey. The cwt. cotton worth fourteen dollars, about £2 English money, the gallon whisky worth one dollar, about the slaves did not know this, so they cheated. Others who brought half-cwt., received half-a-gallon, so on. This he continued a long time, until fear being betrayed, he put stop it. This method getting rich is very common among slaveholders South Carolina. He afterwards became very rich, owned two plantations, where he hired different overseers whip his niggers, he himself whipped them too. He used work them till nine o'clock at night, in winter season he blew horn at midnight, put them killing, hogs, cutting down pine trees, threshing wheat oats. He also had mill on "branch," on other side there is Church called Rock Church; he other masters, made their slaves go hear Rev. Mr. Glen preach on such texts as "Servants obey your masters," "Thou shalt not steal," "He knew his master's will did it not, shall be beaten with many stripes." But, after while, Mr. Glen did not insist sufficiently on doctrine, therefore, they drove

him away, different "circuit riders" took his place. These circuit riders a rascally set. The following is an instance their wickedness: one them, as he riding along road by cotton fields where slaves working, saw female slave named Matilda, who pleased him, he told her meet him at such place. She did so; when he had accomplished his vile purpose, he gave her dollar, which turned out be bad one. He often preached at St. Luke's Church on Lynch's Creek. If pastors do such things, what will masters their sons do? But, return my master; he could not bear any one the negroes finish his task before sunset; if any did, he would set them such heavy task next day, it would be impossible him finish it, then he would give him fifty lashes, which sometimes would cause him fly the woods; when he returned, he would receive one hundred lashes, fifty blows with paddle.

A negro woman the plantation, called my mother names, thereupon my mother this woman went fighting; when my master heard it, he tied my mother up gave her ninety lashes, did not touch other woman, (called Nancy) as she his favourite; there my mistress looking on saying, "That's right, put it her, cut her all pieces." Among other things, mule I had plough with a very vicious one, used sometimes kick plough out my hands. Once, as mule kicking, my master came into field, said I spoiled mule; he then at once tied me up gave me fifty lashes. One morning, as he going whip me again, I started off the swamp, he set five dogs after me, said, "Suboy! suboy! catch him!" When dogs came level with me, I clapped my hands also, said, "Suboy! suboy! catch him!" as if both my master I in chase a fox hare ahead us, upon dogs went before me were soon out sight, so I got away. About this time, my master went the White Sulphur Springs, hired man named Burl Quiney, oversee plantation during his absence. There a nigger-driver named Old Peter. Mrs. English told Burl Quiney he should give first slave he took up whip, pretty good hiding scare whole plantation, that they a set niggers never conquered by any overseer had

ever been there. She said so, supposing I another slave named Isaac whom she hated as much as she did me would be first be made an example But it turned out differently. The task Old Peter, nigger- driver, to see all negroes had their proper tasks. When Burl Quiney rode along, he noticed one the females said, "Peggy, shall not do so much work as rest the girls to-day." So he moved stake back, so she should do only three tasks instead four allotted quantity each slave. This done she should have time meet him the evening. After time, Old Peter coming along seeing stake moved, enquired, "Who moved stake?" "Massa Burl Quiney," said Peggy, "because I have cows milk." Old Peter answered, "Massa makes do as much as rest, so I'll move stake back." When Burl Quiney came way found stake moved back again, he asked Peggy who moved it? "Uncle Peter," said Peggy. "How dare he move stake from where white man put it? Where is he?" said Burl Quiney. "At other end the field," replied Peggy. He then rode up him said, "Peter, haul off your jacket, sir! how dare move stake?" "Massa always makes girl do as much as rest," replied Old Peter. Now, example to be made Old Peter, favourite slave my mistress. He cut his back with lash which wire interwoven. That evening, old Peter went the house, told his mistress Burl Quiney had cut his back pieces, because he told Peggy do as much as other slaves. "Did he want her do less?" enquired Mrs. English. "Yes, ma'am." "What for?" "I don't know," said he. But still, old Peter did know, dared not tell his mistress. When Burl Quiney went supper, Mrs. English said him, "Mr. Quiney, I did not mean you should whip Old Peter!" "You made no distinction, madam, told me the first one I took up whip I to make an example frighten whole plantation." Next morning, when horn blown, Burl Quiney looked anxiously Old Peter, intending, give him another whipping telling his mistress what he did; he did not make his appearance. So Burl Quiney hastened down the nigger-house, there found Old Peter lying sick from effects the whipping the previous day. Burl Quiney then said,

"Peter, did not hear horn blow?" "Yes, sir, I am sick!" "Out with sir, I'll make sicker than before I have done with So he hauled him out, kicked beat him all way the field. When he got him there, he said, "Now, sir, haul off your jacket, I am going give one hundred lashes!" The old man would not. He then kicked him the stomach several times, knocked him down with butt end his whip, said, "Now, cross your hands, sir." And he kicked him, he cried out the slaves, "Run here, this man is going kill me!" The slaves immediately surrounded him; Burl Quiney seeing, them do so, said, "Why do come round me? go off your work!" And he ran off short distance; we all surrounded him again like blackbirds, would not go away, because we thought we should frighten him from old man. Old Peter's daughter went her mistress, told her come stop Burl Quiney from beating papa; as she coming, slaves cried out her, "Come on quickly, missus; Burl Quiney is going kill Uncle Peter!" She answered, "What can I do? go away from there, niggers, man will have all hung burnt!" Then, Burl Quiney tied his hands tied him a tree, gave him one hundred lashes; he then ordered him do his duty, the poor old nigger-driver unable. Two slaves, named Isaac Prince, took him on hand- barrow the nigger-house; Burl Quiney went down ordered him into field. He forced out by cowhide. When he got the field, he lay down, Burl Quiney whipped him up, again made him discharge his duties; he lay down again, was again whipped up with horrid oath. At twelve o'clock, horn again sounded the negroes go home breakfast. But, return Old Peter; he carried home on mule the nigger-house, never again come out it. He died three days after. A coroner's inquest held upon body, also post mortem examination, Dr. Gray found one his bowels ruptured. The jury returned following verdict: "Burl Quiney, overseer Mr. English, did wilfully cause death the deceased by whipping with cowhide." But Burl Quiney answered, "Yes, gentlemen, Mrs. English the cause it." Mrs. English exclaimed, "You a liar, sir!" The Rev. Thomas English here

said, "Sir, if say ma the instigation your killing old nigger, are liar, the truth is not you!" Burl Quiney then committed jail; on taking him Sumpterville prison, all three mounted, Burl Quiney having much better horse than either the other two. When, therefore, Quiney bade others "Good night," he put spurs his horse was soon out sight. During inquest, Thomas English said, "Let this be an example you niggers;" I (Jackson) said my mind, "No, let it be an example you your mother."

MY mistress a native South Carolina; she mean everybody her own family; she used say the bran flour too good the slaves eat. The sight which most delighted her eyes, to see slave whipped. John Durant had large plantation slaves on Lynch's Creek, which he willed John Ashmore, his nephew. The uncle drunk one night, it understood John Ashmore tied silk handkerchief round his uncle's neck strangled him, order take possession the property, which he did. He took liberties among female slaves. Three brothers the deceased, Alex Durant, Davy Durant, Dr. Durant, believed John Ashmore had murdered their brother, they sued him the property. The lawsuit progressing when I left, some the negroes sold carry it on; it is most likely John Ashmore won it, as he engaged best lawyer Sumpterville, named Lawyer Moses. I bought one the slaves, who leaving, little sow pig, which I gave three yards cloth, took it Wells' plantation, where my wife lived, she raised it there it increased twenty pigs. My mistress found out my wife had some hogs; one the slaves informed me. "Is it Jackson's wife?" said she, "they his hogs then, he feeds them on my plantation." She then called my mother: "Old Bet, where does Jackson get food his hogs?" "They live on acorns, ma'am." "You a liar, they feed on my corn," said she; "I will order Ransom Player (the overseer) give him one hundred lashes kill all his hogs,

unlawful rascal." He killed one, I hid others until I sold them, I forced sell them against my will. A poor man named Daniels, determined get these hogs by stratagem. He asked me what I would take them, he told me he would give me twenty dollars. We killed some out drove, for those which left he offered me thirteen dollars; I did not sell them a long time because I knew he would not pity me. He told me if I did not sell them him, first time he caught me when patrolling, he would whip me; I did not mind either; when my mistress kept tormenting me about them, I told Daniel he might have them thirteen dollars, get rid the fuss. He said, "Well, must bring me written permission sell them, before I can buy them." I said, "My mistress hates Daniels' family won't give me permission." "Well, Jack, get your wife Louisa get an order from her owners." My wife got it, so I went one evening, as I afraid he not going give me money, said, "Now, Mr. Daniels, if have thirteen dollars ready I have order." He replied, "Well, let me see it." "No, put money my hand first." Daniel replied, "No, I can't do until I see order." "Well, if don't give me thirteen dollars will give me order back?" He said, "Yes." "But have the money with "Oh Yes," replied Daniels. I then handed him order. He then read it, said, "Well, this is as good my pocket as ten dollars. Now, Jackson, if interfere with those hogs I'll prosecute they my hogs now." "But promised give me thirteen dollars." "Ah! by George I havn't got it." "Why, told me had." "Well, so I have if can change one hundred dollar bill." "But I have no money, I thought were going give me some, then fearing would'nt I wanted money first." Now, these Daniels considered be great liars. They once had up before magistrate stealing Alex Durant's long-tailed sow; they tried sentenced be whipped the same manner as slave; Lawyer Moses got him out it. But, return the hogs they about steal from me. Daniels told me bring my wife Louisa, he would pay her, which I did. He then put us off, telling us come next week, so on, week after week, till we found out it no

use, he did not intend pay us. The last time I went, on going the gate, dogs barking furiously, the old father came out, said, with horrid oath, "Who is that?" "It's me," said I. "What do want?" "I have brought Louisa the money." "Well," said he, "my son ain't at home." I stood there the dark, when son came out said, "Where is she?" I said, "Here I am." "Have got your wife with you?" "Yes." "Well, I ain't got money yet." We went away sorrowfully; he never paid us cent the money.

My mistress's expressed opinion this, "Never give niggers any meat; where she brought up dry peck corn a pint salt all was allowed niggers per week." My master, her husband, did as she said, so we often on verge starvation. Nevertheless, she had favourite dog, which she called "Old Rip," the mastiff breed, which she continually fed with meat we would have given anything possess. She would tie female slaves, who did domestic work, trees bedposts, whichever handiest, whip them severely with dogwood hickory switch, the slightest offence, often nothing at all apparently, merely the purpose keeping up her practice. She would also make her daughters whip them, thus she brought up her children the way they should not go, in consequence, when they old they did not depart from it. Through her my mother got many hundred lashes. Since my escape I heard the death my mother. My mistress had two household gods, viz., her bunch keys, which she manifested peculiar interest, her brandy bottle, which she consulted with frequency which most alarming, especially as when she drunk it her invariable practice attack cook (one Ann Dolly) most unmercifully with broomstick.

MY first employment that a scarecrow the corn fields. I driven into field at earliest dawn day, I did not leave field till sunset. My food a cake made by mixing Indian meal with water

little salt, which then baked the ashes. This I had take field subsist on during day. When I older I had manage plough. Being young, I had not sufficient strength hold plough steadily; consequence which, my master used follow me from end end the field, beating me over head with cowhide. On our way across field one the leashes happening touch mule, it kicked plough from my hand, which my master stripped me totally naked, beat me till my back covered with blood. My brothers, indeed, all my age shared same fate with me. The horses usually turned out at night into field, it my duty bring them home before daylight. The horses, however, apparently anxious escape hard work imposed on man beast alike, had hid themselves a wood which abounded with rattlesnakes. This caused me great fear as I barefooted. After hard hunt I succeeded finding them. However, on my arrival home, I tied up beaten severely by both my master son at same time. I also ox-driver, in capacity, I sent Wilson's Steam Saw Mill planks, on various occasions. When account rendered, my master surprised at number planks he had used, to escape paying the whole, he declared I had fetched planks myself, which a diabolical falsehood. I wanted no planks, had I wanted them, I should not have got them that way, as I should have been sure have been found out. Nevertheless, carry conviction his word true, he took me before Mr. Wilson's house, stripped me, gave me fifty lashes.

About this time, I fell love with slave girl named Louisa, who belonged a Mrs. Wells, whose plantation about mile off. Mrs. Wells a comparatively kind mistress. Shortly after, I married Louisa. Do not let reader run away with idea there any marriage ceremony, the poor slaves debarred privilege by cruel hand their fellow-man. My master exceedingly angry when he heard my marriage, because my children would not belong him, whenever he discovered I had visited my wife's plantation during night, I tied up received fifty lashes. But no man can be prevented from visiting his wife, the consequence I beaten on average,

at least every week that offence. I shall carry these scars my grave. My wife had two children, one whom died. But we soon separated, as her owner removed Georgia, we parted ever.

Our clothes rags, we all half naked, the females not sufficiently clothed satisfy common decency.

I will now refer the "American Camp-Meeting," which is held tents, is gathering both black white Methodists worship prayer. It is continued day by day a week; the blacks can only attend during Saturday night part Sunday, having be at work again early on Monday morning. These meetings infested by set white people, who libertine scoundrels, attend the purpose seizing carrying off by force, their own vile purposes, most beautiful slave girls they can see. On father's interfering save their daughters, they only receive shower blows on head with hickory sticks. I often saw this with my own eyes, not daring say word. One these wretches, John Mulder by name, having seized negro's wife, on their way the camp-meeting, threatening husband's life with pistol, knocked down senseless by enraged husband with stick. In consequence which, Lynch law made no negro should carry stick. It is no wonder this is case, "if blind lead blind, they will both fall into ditch;" the Methodist ministers there notorious their villainy. As an instance the truth this, I may mention case the Rev. Thomas English, whom we have already spoken, indeed I could give many instances too vile speak about. It the custom among them when conducting Lord's Supper, have white people partake first, then say the negroes --"Now, all niggers are humble obedient servants your masters, can come partake." The negroes said among themselves "There is no back kitchen heaven;" if they had been overheard, they would have been whipped severely. I fear this case will be an example the truth our Lord's saying, "The first shall be last the last first."

We now put picking cotton. This is not so pleasant job as might be imagined. The whole field is covered with "stinging worms," species caterpillar.

At setting the sun each slave had bring one hundred weight cotton, which many the weaker slaves could not do. In consequence this, each night there two hours' whipping at "ginning house." The masters would not even allow them their usual night's rest. They made them pack cotton before daylight, as soon as twenty bales picked they sent off Charleston. The cotton plant is planted April May, the cotton is picked out the pods August. The heat that month raises large bumps on slaves backs; besides, frequent infliction whip the lash is almost intolerable. One slave, named "Old Prince," because he could not do sufficient work, continually being beaten. On one occasion, he received fifty lashes, fifty blows with paddle paddle is board six inches broad, eight inches long, with twelve gimlet holes it; each these holes raised blister every time blow inflicted, which rendered it extremely painful a few days skin all peeled off his lacerated body. At this time we under control Burl Quiney, who murdered Old Peter, as related before. He also murdered four negroes belonging James Rambert. Wherever he overseer, he succeeded murdering one more negroes. He used make negroes shuck corn till past midnight, they had rise with sun next morning, their day's work. They not allowed change clothes, only one suit summer, the perspiration is so great they smell rank; thus they robbed comfort cleanliness by cruelty avarice their masters. They wear no shoes, they had work "the New Ground," place infested by snakes scorpions, they often bitten by snakes, while 000 lazy white men riding about calling negroes lazy, whilst they the laziest.

A SLAVE on neighbouring plantation had pony; it being discovered by his mistress, she ordered overseer, Rev. P. Huggin, kill it. Meanwhile, I went the night purchased it the slave with some fowls. As my master had just then gone out his mind I could keep it with greater impunity, so at length I went

camp meeting on it. My mistress' grandson saw me on it, told Ransom Player, overseer, my mistress ordered him give me one hundred lashes, to kill pony. When he attempted tie me I resisted fled, swam across mill pond, which full alligators, so escaped whipping. I went work next day, kept look out them. My mistress hearing it, said the overseer, Mr. Player, "You can't whip nigger yourself, wait till Rev. T. English, Mr. M'Farden, Mr. Cooper, here, then can catch him the barn." The last two her sons-in-law. I kept pony hid the woods till Christmas.

We all had three days' holiday at Christmas, I, therefore, fixed upon time as most appropriate m escape. I may as well relate here, how I became acquainted with fact there being Free State. The "Yankees," Northerners, when they visited our plantations, used tell negroes there a country called England, where there no slaves, that city Boston free; we used wish we knew which way travel find those places. When we picking cotton, we used see wild geese flying over our heads some distant land, we often used say each other, "O we had wings like those geese, then we could fly over heads our masters the 'Land the free.'" I had often been Charleston which miles distant from our plantation drive my master's cattle market, it struck me if I could hide one the vessels I saw lading at wharfs, I should be able get the "Free country," wherever was. I fixed, as I said before, on our three days' holiday at Christmas as my best time escape. The first day I devoted bidding sad, though silent farewell my people; I did not even dare tell my father mother I going, lest joy they should tell some one else. Early next morning, I left them playing their "fandango" play. I wept as I looked at them enjoying their innocent play, thought it the last time I should ever see them, I determined never return alive. However, I hastened the woods started on my pony. I met many white persons, was hailed, "You nigger, how far you going?" To which I would answer, "To next plantation, mas're;" I took good care not stop at next plantation. The first night I stopped at G. Nelson's

plantation. I stopped with negroes, who thought I had got leave during Christmas. Next morning, before day, I started on the Santé River. The negro who kept ferry, allowed keep himself all money he took on Christmas day, as this Christmas day, he only too glad get my money ask no questions; so I paid twenty cents, he put me my pony across main gulf the river, he would not put me across the "Bob Landing;" so I had wade on my pony through place called "Sandy Pond" "Boat Creek." The current so strong there, I my pony nearly washed down stream; after hard struggling, we succeeded getting across. I went eight miles further, Mr. Shipman's hotel, where one Jessie Brown, who hired me my master, had often stopped. I stayed there until midnight, when I got my pony prepared start. This roused Mr. Shipman's suspicions, so he asked me where I belonged I scared, at length, I said, "Have not seen me here with Jesse Brown, driving cattle?" He said, "Yes, I know Jesse Brown well. Where you going?" I answered, "I am going on my Christmas holiday." This satisfied him. I going take longer holiday than he thought I reached Charleston by next evening. There I met negro, who allowed me put my pony his master's yard, his master being out town at time. It is custom there, the masters send their slaves out the morning earn as much money as they can, how they like. So I joined gang negroes working on wharfs, received dollar-and-a-quarter per day, without arousing any suspicion. Those negroes have maintain themselves, clothe themselves, pay their masters two-and-a-half dollars per week out this, which, if they fail do, they receive severe castigation with cat-o'-nine-tails. One morning, as I going join gang negroes working on board vessel, one them asked me if I had my badge? Every negro is expected have badge with his master's name address inscribed on it. Every negro unable produce such badge when asked is liable be put jail. When I heard I so frightened I hid myself with my pony, which I sold night seven-and-a-half dollar, a negro. I then bought cloak from Jewish lady, who cheated me gave me lady cloak instead a man's, which,

however, answered my purpose equally well. I then got seven biscuit-loaves bread, a bottle water which I put my pocket, I also bought large gimlet two knives. I then found I had over ten dollars left what I had earned. I then went the wharf early the morning with my cloak on, underneath all my rattletraps. A few days previously, I had enquired a mulatto negro, a vessel bound Boston. I then went on board asked cook, free negro, if his vessel bound Boston? To which he replied, "Yes." "Can't stow me away?" said I. "Yes," said he, "but don't betray me! Did not some white man send here ask me this?" "No." "Well," answered he, "don't betray me! we black men have been jail ever since vessel has been here; captain stood bond us yesterday took us out." "What did they put in jail for?" said I. "They put every free negro jail comes here, keep them from going among slaves. Well, I will look out place stow away, if are sure no white man has sent here." So I went next morning ask him redeem his promise. I went on board, saw him lighting fire his galley, so I said him, "Now I am ready you stow me away." "Walk ashore, I will have nothing do with you; I am sure some white person sent here." I said "No, no one knows it me you." "I don't believe it," said he, "so walk ashore;" which I did. But as I looked back, I saw him go into galley again shut door, so I went on board vessel again, crept stealthily on tiptoe the hatch. I stood there fearing hoping fearing lest cook should come out galley, hoping, the mate captain would come from cabin, order me take off hatch. Presently mate came out the cabin, I asked him if I should take off hatch. He thinking I one the gang coming work there, told me I might. So I immediately took off hatch, descended. The gang soon came down; they asked me, "Are going work here this morning?" I said, "No." "Arn't a stevedore I said, "No." "I know better, I know by cloak wear. Who do belong to?" I answered, "I belong South Carolina." It none their business whom I belonged to; I trying belong myself. Just then they all ordered on