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POETRY.
POETRY. For the Anti-Slavery Bugle.
SLAVERY.
T,n! vender in a Southern clime,
''lis said 'tis freedom's soil,
Three millions of llio liumnn race;
In loathsome bondage toil:
For long, long years they've called in vain,
For us to break tlio tyrant's chain.
Tho aged and the young arc there,
And lisping children too,
With hearts that heat, like, yours nnd mine,
To homo n ml kimlrcJ true:
Yet they are Khves arid doomed to toil.
For freedom's sons, on freedom's soil.
Whit lingering sighs what bitter groans
What dismal sounds of wo,
Arise from Slavery's dark domain,
Where crimes of every htm
Pollute the heart defile the soul,
And all man's nobler powers control.
Whnt though the frantic mother weep",
W ith anguish fierco and wilJ,
As from her fond encircling nrms,
They tear her darling child:
With scoffs and Limits and ribald jeers,
They bid her dry her scalding tears.
They bid her dry her scalding tears,
Hut ah! they bid in vain;
Can fetters bind the broken heart,
And mike it whole ngaini
O, human nature scathed with crimo
What soul-revolting deeds aro thine!
The bloody lash ths cruel seourje,
The quivering flesh may toai;
Hut cannot v. ring the heart w iiiiin,
Liko dark and cold despair:
Defying reason's stern control,
Its venom stings t'.io deathless soul.
Oan man his fellow man enslave
With chains and fitters bind
The active linib3 the beating heart
The living, deathless mind!
Ah noll'or fi !tor3 cannot bind
That power of powers tlio immortal mind
POCAHONTAS.
farhmnn 0.
From the Free State and T Chain-
Breaker.
NEW HAMPSHIRE.
(!oJ bless New Hampshire! from her gran
ite peaks,
Once more tho voices of Stark ar.d Langdon
speaks.
The long-bound vassal of tho exulting South,
t or very shame her self-fo.gej chain has
broken,
Torn the blue It seal of slavery from her
mouth,
And in tho clear tone.3 of her old time spo
ken! Oh, all undreamed-of, all unhoped-for chan
ges! Tho tyrant's ally proves his sternest foe;
To all his biddings, from her mountain ran
ges,
New Hampshire thunders an indignant
AO!
Who is it now despairs? Oh, faint of heart,
Look upward to those norlhum mountains
cold,
Flouted by Freedom's victor flap; unrolled,
An I gather strength tobenr a manlier part.
All is not lost. Tho angel of God'3 bless
ing Encamps with Freedom on tho field of
light;
Still to her banner, day by day, aro pressing
Unlocked for allies striking' for the right!
Courage, then, Northern heaiis! Co linn,
be true:
What ono brave State hath done, can ye not
also do?
J. G. W.
MISCELLANEOUS.
From the Morning Herald.
AN INCIDENT IN A FREE STATE.
Come girls, said aunt Clara, as you havo
stayed at home this evening to keep me com
pany, I will tell you a story. On healing
this annunciation. Hooks and music wrrn has
tily put aside, and sister Alicoand mvself as
sumed the attitude of listeners. Aun'tsmilcd
at our en'feniesi, and laying aside lu r heau
tiful embroidery, comiuei.eed by snyiiw, it
was six years -...no that I left my home, in an
Eastern Strttp to vir.it my gr in"di.i..l!ior who
lived in a small village in Ohio. It was ear
ly in autumn when I left home. Ilavinrr
plenty ot time, 1 visited all tho places of in
terest which I could takn in my way, and
with pleasant company and an eye to see,
and a heart to enjoy tlio beautiful' an I curi
ous, tho journey was a delightful one; I tarri
ed so long by the way that ere I reached mv
destination, the forostj hud received thcirfirst
sprinkling of crimson nnd gold. Hut 1 inul
tell you about my grandmother. She had
numbeicd CO summers, yet no ono thought her
old. Her form was erect, and kindness and
intelligence sat i on her pale face, ami spark
led in her yt bright black eyes; sho belini.r.
ed to the Society of Friends, and that simple
elegance which was alike a part of hor nature
mid roligitn, pervaded every thing under her
contrel. Her house was only remark mle fir
nuking every body in it and about it, com.
fo:h;o. ilut its position was one of the fine
est I have seen in this garden-like State.
Standing on high ground, each door and win
dow co'jnirindej a different landscape view,
and for miles around tho country with its nat
ural scenery, ils carriage roudi, nud wild
weed i iiid paths was all tint a lnvi r of m.
tore could desire. Tiiero were rugged hills,
silv-..;y cascides and singing rills'' winding
through valllei f the s.aliest green, :i;d un
iMiic forests aMired in the gorgeous drnperv
of tiatiMin. We had a great variety of rural
an iiwieuts, and so entirely did" I imhiho
their spirit, and abandon myself lo their pur
Si.it, ni scarcely to keep nolo of time. Ono
altern... n I joine.1 a party of equestrians on a
Msitto a small Lake situated in a deep wood
It was my last ride that season, mellow au
tumn was fast giving place to its stern suc
cessor; few cold nights had produced a sad
change in the forests. Some of the trees wcro
(iii;e"disinaiit!cd, and whero tho foliage had
been the most denso and beautiful, the sun
looked through tho naked branches smiling a
farewell to the bright leaves which covered
tho ground. Tho provident grey squirrel
frisked nboul tho entrance to his well filled
store house. Tho tiny cricket piped its shrill
note in farewell to softer sounds the babbling
brook,choaked with tho f.dling leavcs.lciUits
hoarse voice lo swell the chorus of summer's
rcquium.
We started f .r homo earlier than usual.
Dut when we reached tho open country, tho
darkened West admoni..hed us of an autum
nal storm. We reached home in safety, but
ere night set in the wind rose in fitful gusts
laden with heavy drops of rain, w hich soon
increased to a steady, drenching, freezing
storm.
After tea grandmother complained of indis
position and retired. Tho servant retired
early, leaving me n ailing in the parlor. As
the old fashioned cljek slriicw ten, 1 laid ilo.vn
tho book which had beguiled tho evening,
r.nd recollected for tho first time that I w as
alone, being tho only one awake in the house.
Tlio storm was still raging without. Tho
moaning of the wind, and rattling of tho fro
zen lain against the closed shutters, were ter
rific . 1 felt glad tho evening was spent.
Hut inst"ad of going i.iimodi itoly to my room,
1 drew close to tlio waning fire, and listened
until 1 was almost afraid to stir. At length
a nni-;e startled mc; could it lie. a rap at the
street door. Impossible, thought I. at this
hour and insucha storm; and then if any one
was tiiere, they would surely ring, and the
boy Solomon sleeps over the kitchen, and
would answer. Ton rap came again, find
with an einphaois not to bo mi .taken. Tho
thought of a fellow creature Handing out in
the st inn made me ashamed nf my timidity.
I lustily unlocked and opened the door, when
to my surpriso a female form presented itself.
I was alarmed, thinking some sad accident
had happened in the neighborhood, and that
the pers. in before tin! was the bearer of tho
evil tiding:. My untimely visiter soon right
ed me on tint point by the inquiry, Does .Mrs.
Campbell live here! All un-weied in tlio
nffirm.tivp, tho stranger stopped in anda.-sis-to
1 me to close the door against tho wind.
This done, we bestowed u:.oii each oilier one
RC.nliinzin'r
which served toeouvinei
her that I was nut Mrs. Campbell; and me that
she was some desperate character, fi-r who
else, thought I, wool 1 ho abroad under such
circumstances ? She was about tho medium
size clad in a calico dress , and large straw
bonnet, which with her position to the lin-ht.
entirely concealed her face from my view.
She asked to see Mrs. Campbell. Idedin-
ej, pleading her indisposition. 1 askt d if she
knew Mrs, C. I never saw her said she, hut
would bo very glad to speak with her one
moment. I replied that it was impossible.
Finding I would not yield tho point, she
handed me a damp crumpled slip of piper,
saying, "Please give her that." I held it in
the linht of tho hall lamp and read, ' llo nut
forgetful to entertain strangers." 1 low queer
the woman must be deranged, thought J.
My findings towards her instantly changed
from horror to pity. 1 took the'noie immedi
ately to grandmother, and told her about my
guest below. While sho read tho note I
watched her face attentively. She seemed
to le:ir.i m.im ;' ,,, .', . . I I, ,. I .1.,.,.. 1 ....
- .... ,,.ulu .in. ii iiu UUIIi. ililj
inr it uown, sho sanl witn some emotion.
"Sow, my chil l, theu has an opportunity of
uoiug goon. i no people are in bed go
yourself to the kitchen stir up the lire give
ner sometliing warm to eat dry apparel, and
a warm bed."
On descending to tho hall I found m- poor
e,uri weeping uuieriy. i toon tier to tlio
kitchen, w hich was still warm, and was soon
made cheerful by a bright lire. Kitty, (that
was the stranger's name) r oved her bon
net, and I discovered that she was a line look
ing girl, 17 or 1H years of age. 1 did all that
even grandmother could wish to make her coin
for'.aMe. On coming down stairs the next morning,
I went into ll:s enclosure in front of the house,
to seo how the shruliberv looked ai'i: r such a
buii'eting from tho (dements. Every thing
was prostrate. As I was trying lo help up a
pet honeysuckle which had" been torn down.
a horseman galloped up to tho irate, and rath
er grulily called out u me, "Did a colored
girl stop hero last niehl!" "No sir." cai.l I
He irJZ'd in mv f.ee until he was kntisilr.t
it 1 told tho truth, then rode on. Vexed
at his impudence, I turned and went into tho
House. Grandmother met mo at tho door,
with iilarm depicted upon every feature of
icr usually pi.ienl lace. "Dear Clara, si' d
sue, the person enquired for is the ono who
came here last night. She is a f.nniive s! ivn
ell, said I, if 1 have deceived ihe man, my
ignorance must exculpate me, a? I neve r heard
of a colored white person before. True, said
grandmolher, no one ignorant ot the tact that
a f-w drops of the blood of the despised, pro
scribed African coursed llir.niT'i he, wins,
would ever suspect it from her comj levio,;.
I jut what if she were black! Is a !:i.i of t'nt
color a talisman to ward oil', or neutralize
the sorrows of oppression? Hut if color make
no iliil'ereneo in the capacity for Mi!i'e.'inr, it
Miouiu mai;o n-ne in our sympathies. That
benevolence which is too narrow to embrace
tho w hole human femil v.is but another name
for rellUhness. Jut come, let's r0 p tri
Kitty's loom: ihn must have heard ilie inqui
ry which was iur.de tor her." As we opened
the door, the poor ;iil stood in tho centre of
the room, pale, anil trembling like nn aspen,
be foro we could tell her that the man inqui
ring for her had gone, sho uttered a wild cry
and throwing hers; If at our feet, begged
praye.l for protection. Jt was then.amfihcro
lliat I hi came an :'.lo!;iioiii-;i Ad ,.
eu that knei linr, weiq.ing e'lrl, and li-lened
t'j her piteous supplications her wild de
queue.. I learned ; iik (lie i hves love their
chain-;; ei.d when at libcitv, hn imxiou?
they .lie to ri turn to tho embraces of this lov
ed, cherished institution. This one lave, nt
least, was willing to hazard life for the prob
able boon of liberty; and yet having always
beenahouM slave decently dad and fed,
it could not be supposed that blio knew tho
worst of slavery. Vet even her reasons for
preferring liberty were sufficient to fill any
human heart with indignali"'1 an& horror.
Kitty was the property of a man in Mis
sissippi. While travelling with her master's
family through Kentucky she bad taken n fa
vorable opportunity to rsi'-'P0, ',0 ',a rc:'di-
ed tho town of 1, , seven miles from
my grandmother's resilience, in sifoty, and
expected to rest there liinagh the night, w hen
ehe learned that hor Southern friends were in
close pursuit. As she prepared to continue
her flight, a friend, knowing my gr ind moth
er to bo both fearless an l kind, directed tho
fugitive thither, and gave her the nolo which
so excited my curiosity. ,s',e Wa"tCll l'10
seven miles in an autuaiiul storm, and over
a road which she hid ii-ver before travelled.
In speaking of this ,arl; jouriify sho said
"The storm was very Fpvere; but 1 was glad
of it. 1 knew it would stay mv pursuers.
They could not brave fa-li a storm. When
it thundered, and lightened the hardest, 1 felt
so sife I took time to r ?t myself by the way
Side."
Kitty rested under grandmother 8 hospita
ble roof until the sun vent down, when,
commending , her to "Hint who pilieth the
poor," wo let her depart.
HELEN,
THE LOST CHILD.
A correspondent of taj St. Louis Weekly
Gazette gives the following account of a hunt
for a lost child, in ono "l" the thinly peopled
neighborhoods of the West.
About ten o'clock in the morning, was
heard a 1 u 1 shout at the gate "llo! Mr. W.
,,,!" "What's wanting" "O'Larry's
bc.y in lost little Johnny!" This was c
nougii to secure, a fallier's aid; and on be rode
to snout the same at evi'ry djor ho passed.
Little Johnny! said Land my heart burst
forth at tile very sound, llewasafiir and
lovely child, little .lihnnv, and had a gentle
affectionate mother, with an ardent, and sac
rificing love whii'ii few ni ither3 ever fee!.
I lis father was a bold banter his horses ar.d
hounds and ride, had more of his heart than
all tho world besides; but li'.tlo Johnny nes
tled there; indeed ho w,;sa 5re.1t pot with the
neighbors, and won in ire caresses and more
sympathy than all llio rest of the children to
gether. Such appeals are always sovereign;
but few, perhaps, have ever met with a more
quick or general respon -e everybody turned
out the news llew like lightning; and men
and boys for ten mile' -iron ml c.ime in to as
sist in the search, w Idle women and children
were running to and fro, and h liling every
passer by, to learn the progress of the work.
.Never before, I may d are to say, vr.3 there
e-'teli a neighborly union as new pervaded
this motly mass tho same gush of sympa
thy, tho same fearful apprehension, and the
same images ef death and wo, pervaded eve
ry home and heart, it seemed as if one vast
cloud of gloom enwrapped the region round,
from which shone out in lurid glare, and to
which every eye was turned, and every pulso
neat true tlio lost chl d
Little Johnny was about four years old; ho
had been out in the field, with bis father and
tun iilaclt mau. wlio were harvesting corn
i;a 1 n.ioii his little Dng wttli roasting ears,
ami started lor homo about two 0 clock P. M.
On returning at night, they ascertained that
the child had never I ten seen. It was near
ly daik, but the alarm was given, and some
fifteen or twenty- neighbors took their horns
and commenced" tho earch. The com.whero
he was last seen, was the first oluect.ot course
hefi they took single rows, and scoured the
hell, in vain. I hey then scattered throu"h
the adjoining wood; the father frantic often
call. .1 out in a voico of tliiu.t'er, "Ha! John
ho! O, John!" Then fearing tho boy
might bo alarmed and afraiJ to answer, h-j
would solum down into the gentle, winninn
tone cf tho fireside "Johnny, Johnny my
d. av, father's come." It was a cloudy eve
ning; and though pe-haps,he had never bow
ed the knee "before Jehovah's awful throne."
he prayed O how earnestly ho prayed tho
Lord it might not rain that night. The nir
was damp and chilly, so thai, if the child
were alive, with his bare fi"-t and light jack
et, he must be Buil'ering cruelly from cold.
But the wolves! nh, this was the fear, this
the terror, which all felt,none dared to breathe.
A woll had oecn seen prowling around the
premises indeed, they had a common path
across too prairie. rmd the point v. her? sv
eral besijo inyscif,had heard the crii s of dis
tress, was a lamo'.i3 haunt lor tho;u; even in
tho midst of their anxious search, a dUtan'.
growl woeld now and then burst on the ear.
picturing fi rth the den, the cuhs,thr .
The degs were vc.y eager in the ful l, es
pecially wolf dogs. Winder.ono of the best
would run noother trail. O'Lairy knew this
an I watched with most intense, anxiety, his
every move. He scents he seems he runs
Oil my God, ho's gut my boy. He leaps
from his !;ors3, ho sees ths font-print of his
own dear Johnny in the gopher hill by his
side he traeksbini to the wuoJ,and oil' from
inder's tr:.il, -..Ii, now 1m breathes again.
The search was continued till midnight,
when a part thought it best to relievo their
horses, and wait fi.r d .ylight to begin afresh.
Hut llin father, with three of his huulitiT
friends, who had resolved not to eat or sleep
till they hud found the boy, still kept on
soiiieiiines riding, so.neliines walking; cal
ling and shooting, if for no otlirr purpose
than to keep the wolves nt bay. At length,
they stilioned themselves within hearingdis
tanee of each other, and set down lo protect
the child, or rush to his rescue, in cn so they
should hear him attacked.to watch until inor
ning. At eaily dawn, about fifty new horsemen
arrived, and the search commenced anew
The field was examined for Uio track, which
wa3 pursued with some doi.bt, as be had
been there three successive days. On tra
cing the p ,tli w l.lch led towards the wolf
woods, llio imprints of Johnny's liltlo feet
were again discovered, as be appeared to ho
running, nud the mark of his leg dragoincr
along by his side. Here the father's au"nii:;u
gushed anew, in tho fears of tho proceeding
night were justiiied and ooriohoiated. They
now agreed to t.ko a station of about fifteen
rods abreast, go up one side of the branch &.
down tho other, till tho w hole surface of an
extensivo area (farther than he could possibly
havs travelled,) hadbeen explored. They
had completed one side, and were returning;
when the signal was given Johnny was
found! Thu noisy shouting, and repeated
peals of the hunter's winding horns, soon
grouped the solemn calvalcade. But O'Larry,
though foremost in the hunt, foil back at the
first note of the summoning horn, nor did lie
speak a word, or scarcely breathe, till ho
snatched his own true Johnny from the arms
of his delighted bearer.and pressed him with
a frantic fondness to bis now bursting heart.
The dear boy was found about two miles
from home, in a thicket of hazel, picking fil
berts, with his bag of corn still on hisarm.
II j looked bright and happy; and when asked
w here he was going.said bo was going home,
but it was so far. He said he hadn't seen a
r.y body, but ho heard some one call him.
an l that be was afraid, that he ran away till
ho was very tired, and then ho laid his head
down on his bag, and cried that while he
was crying he snv a big carriage go by with
candles in it,(lhe thunder nn.l lightning.) and
then it grew very dark, and ho asked God to
i:iko rare 01 nuie .lonnny, anu went 10 Sleep,
lis seemeJ amazed to see so many around
him, and all s:i glad to see him.
A TTkmaukahi.s Ma. At a temperance
meeting held not long ugo in Alabanii, Col.
Lehmanousky, who had been twenty-three
years a soldi-r in tho armies of Napoleon
'Bonaparte, addressed the meeting. He arose
before the audience tall, erect, and vigorous,
w ith the. glow of health upon lib chock, und
said:
"Yon see before you a man seventy years
old. I h ive, fought two hundred battles, Inve
fourteen wounds on my body, have lived thir
ty days on horse flesh, w ith tho bark of trees
for my bread, snow and ieo for my drink, the
the canopy of heaven for my covering, with
out stockings or shoes on my feet, and with
only a few rags for my clothing. In the des
erts of Mgypt, I have marched for days with
a burning sun upon my nuked head, feet bib-t'-rcd
in tho scorching send, and ryes, nud
nostrils', and mouth filled with dust, and with
a thirst so lormeiilir.g that I have opened the
veins of my arms and sucked my own blood!
Do you ask how I could have survived all
these horrors'! I answer, that to the kind
providence ef God, I owe my preservation,
my health and vigor, to (lib fact that I nev
er drank a drop of spirituous liquor inniy life;
and, continued he, H irron Larry, chief of tho
medical stall' of the French army, has slated
it us a fact, that the (llK)i) survivors who safe
ly returned from Kgypt, were all of them men
who abstained from thu Use of ardent spir
its." Tits Isrinn.iTV ok MoiiNit.v Sorurv.
Few persons seem to be aware of the utter
want of faith in any high, spiritual reality
which eharacteriztts the thought, tho feeling,
the expression, tho aims nnd purposes of
modem society. Tho men and women of tho
present day areas far removed from any thing
like a sincere religious sense, as can be deem
ed possible in a world, moistened with tho
blood of martyrs, resounding with tho songs
of prophets, and daily blessed with the mil
nilieence of tho divine bounty. They may
persecute the bold brother wilo dares to cr-.ll in
question the creed in which they were suck
led, outworn as it is, in their own minds;
they may curl the lip in proud scorn of the
plebeian who denies that tho clnfl' they deal
in can ever be undo into the bread of life;
they may stalk in costly robes through con
seerated aides, and thank God that tney are
not so low an 1 vulgar, as to wish the abate
ment of any established usage; but tho inner
souls aro as d.nd to lint high, glorious sense
of the Infinite, in which consists thuesser.ee
of religion, as if they wcrj kindred to tho
worm that f;itens in tho clods of the valley.
They hv.ve 110 faith in tho power and ma
jesty of disinterested love. Devotion to tho
h-'iicst arms they resolve into Fellish purpo
ses. The passion for Universal Unity, which
sudors from every violation of harmony,
which is wounded by a discordant nolo from
a single human being, w hich longs for the
sounds (if tin; great anthem, "loud as num
bers without number, swiet as from voices
uttering praise," that is to ascend from a le-
ilccuieil earth tliey aro scarce aeqaaintea With
even by name; much less can they bo made
to cherish the slightest confidence in any pur
pose, however wise in its conception and
skilful in ils execution, which is prompted
by no lower moti.-e than this master passion
of the truly religious mind. They h ivn no
faith in tho inspiration ef the prophecies, or
of tho soul. They tin not look for a new
Heaven and a new Kirth.iu which dweileth
righteoesiH ss. (.'cod enough fur them, ns
they thin!,, are the old Heaven and the old
Karth, in which (hvclleth respectability. So
long us they cm have their "roast chicken
and their little game of cards," like the good
lady who wondered people could taku such an
interest in the reform id' Parliament, so long as
the v can stand well in the society of 'their sort,'
while they live, and he sent out of tho world of
sanctity by pulpit elo quoncu and newspaper
tribute when Ihev die, evtiything is well
enough, and should be let alone; the world
is the best of nil possible worlds; and wo to
the wild visionary, the poor fanatic, who lias
faith, und who acts on his f :illi, tii.it tho
ingdoiu of God is to como en earih, that a
Divine Order is to be released in .oeiety, that
Ihe possibilities of human nature havo uol
been exhausted yet in any of tho habitations j
of men.
Friends, do von fear infidelity Look fori
it in the right place. Go not far from your
own hous, s to find it. Think tint that iiwus
all embodied in the New York Iniidcl Con-
vt'ntion. See it in tho faitMesincbj, tho du- '
plicily, the antagonism, the
inlernil compe
tition, tue murderous warfare, with which
tlie whole atnie'spheio of your daily soeiely
is reeking. lljrlniwer.
Singular Axechots of a P.innoT. A
Quaker lady in Mngland had a litllo servant
girl whom sho frequenily called into tho par
lor to instruct her in reading, and as she had
a low mumbling voice, her mistress had fre
quently occasion to reprove her," telling her
lu sieuli up can if thee will mutter, mutter,
mutter, mutter. A favorite- parrot which was
caged in the parlor, from tho frequent reit
eration, learned to repeat the form of ro-
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proof verbntim. It happened that a ministor
lug friend, in his travels, visited this family,
end they had what is called a family sitting,
in which tho friend felt a concern to speak;
nnd beginning in a rather low yoiee, the par
rot sung out peak tijycan if thee it'i'
mutter, mutter, mutter, mutter. The preacher
raised his voice a little. But presently ho
heard the same command spcik upan if
thec will mutter, mutter, mutter, mutter and
tho reproof was repeated till tho preacher
found that nothing but tho audibility of his
voico would silence th pert reprover. It is
needless to slate that Poll was never nfter
permitted to be present during a family sitting.
DESTITUTION.
Jams N. Bltfum thus writes to the Ed
itor of tho Liberator under date of Liverpool',
November 17th.
" Here ars human beings in the streets, in
almost a slate of starvation. My heart bleeds
at the sights 1 meet every day women beg
ging for bread, to keep their hungry children
from starving. At this moment, I am told
that in some parts of Ireland, people are star
ving I t lack of food. Nearly five millions
of the Irish subsist almo-,t entirely on pota
toes, and now that these are cut olf, the most
fearful consequences are apprehended. Pub
lie meetings have been held in Dublin, and
other parts of Ireland, to devise some meas
ures to keep the people from starving. Ithas
been ascertained that, unless they have as
F.istinc from abroad, thousands must starve!
Now I think that if the people of the United
States wish to do something more gloiious thu 11
that of the acquisition of national revenue, or
the Oregon territory, they bad better send o
vcr some of their surplus provisions to those
starving millions. It is high time that na
tion)! strength, as well as that of individuals,
was tume I to the saving of men's lives, in
Fitead of destroying them. Too long hivo
we neglected the best policy, as well as our
Christian duty, by oppressing and destroying
the pcr.ple of oilier nations, instead of making
them our friends by o.Tiees of kindness and
good will. Now is ths time to begin.
Fi:;Iit on, thou brave true heart, and falter
not, through dark fortune und through bright.
The cause thou fiobti st for, so far as it is
true, no farther, jet precisely so far, is very
sure of victory. The falsehood alone of it
will bo conquered, wiil be abolished, as it
ought to be; but the tinth of it is part of Na
ture's own Liws.co-operates with the World's
eternal tendencies, and cannot be conquered.
Slander, sivs Lacon, cannot make tho
subject of it cither better er worse. It may
represent us in a f:se litrht or place a likj
ness of us in a bid one. Ilut li t are the same.
Not so tho slanderer the slander that he ut
ters makes him worse, the s'andcrrd never.
No one, says Jerome, loves to tell a talo of
scandal except to him that loves to hear it;
learn, then, to cheek nnd rebuke the detrac
tor's tonvue, by showing that you do not lis
ten to it with pleasure.
llo that clothm the poor, clothes bis own
soul. He that sweetens the cup of affliction,
sweetens his own heart. He that fi eds thu
hungry, spreads out a banquet morn sweet
and refreshing thin luxury can bestow.
The Spaniards have a proverb, that "drink
ing water neither makes a man sick, nor in
debt, nor his wife a widow."
Sorrows gather round great souls as storms
do around mountains: but like them, they
brsik the storm and purify the air of the plain
beneath thorn.
Jesus Christ embodied in his syslem of
religion, those principles of love and benevo
lence which meet with a response in every
heart.
AGENTS FOR THE "BUGLE."
Curdr.n David L. Galbrcath.
C.jluiiihl.in'! Lot Holmes. Cm! Snrlii"i
'I 111 1 .. '
1. i.iiuon.i lexers. rerun Jacob 11.
Barnes. Muribnro Dr. K. V,. Thomas.
CunfcU John Wetmnro. Lnvilhiic Dr.
Cutler. J'lh'uh ' Christopher Lee. Yinmgt
; t.iu'n J. S. Johnson. .tw l.ym; Hanni
: bal Reeve. .Ikrun Thomas P. Beach.
-'"' J-M't George (j irretson. Cincinnati
William Donaldson, fast fuirJ!:MJon
Mirsh. Slma Tiios. Sv.:iyne. Sjiringburn
Ira Thomas. II irrryitburz V. Nichol
I son. (hib'nml Elizabeth Brook. Chagrin
falls S. Dickenson. Malta James Cope,
Columbus W. W. Pollard.
Indiana. (lrc:nbi:n Lewis Branson.
Miriim John T. Morris. Ecmmny Ira C.
Miulsby, Lilnrly K.lwin Gardner. Win.
cheater Clarkson Pucket. Knightstoum..
iir. II. J.. Terri!!. liiehinond Joseph Ad-
uienia n.
Pevn-svl van-ia. fu'h'tn Joseph Coalo
A N TI-SL A VF.ll Y P LBLICATION S.
3, S'U'SAS'ia ErjErrirlS has
just roeeiv ;J and has now for sale at her
boarding house, Sarah Galbreath's, west end
of High f t.
TH K CONSTITUTION A PRO-SLAV
L'iJY COMPACT, or sklectio.ns fuom
t;h: M vdiso.v Papms.
TI1K CRitTHKkllOOD OF THIEVES,
mi a trie picture of the American
Ciu'itCH ANr Ci.Eimv, by S. S. Foster.
CO.MF. OUTKKIriM, on the dutv of bh-.
t-KssiiiN fuom a loaiiLpr ciicncn, bv Wm.
(ioodell.
TDM AMERICAN CHURCIIS the BUL
WARKS OF AMERICAN SLAVERY,
by James fi. Birney,
"THE OI'FE.'tl.NG,"
"THE DISUNIONLST," by Wendell Phil
lips. "ARCIIY MOORE" by Richard R. Hil
dreth. "VOICES OF THE TRUE HEARTED',
From ."o. 1 to 0 inclusive. '
PORTRAIT OF LI CHETIA MOTT.
CHANNJNG'S LAST ADDRESS.
NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE OF FRED
ERICK DOUGLASS.
GARRISON'S POEMS."
THE SLAVEHOLDER'S RELIGION.
