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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- ; j j j I ; I 1 j I : j I 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.