The father of a young slave, who belonged to the lady with whom we boarded, was destined to this fate, and within an hour after it was made known to him, he sharpened the hatchet with which he had been felling timber, and with his right hand severed his left from the wrist.
But this is a subject on which I do not mean to dilate; it has been lately treated most judiciously by a far abler hand.

[See Captain Hall's Travels in America.] Its effects on the moral feelings and external manners of the people are all I wish to observe upon, and these are unquestionably most injurious.

The same man who beards his wealthier and more educated neighbour with the bullying boast, "I'm as good as you," turns to his slave, and knocks him down, if the furrow he has ploughed, or the log he has felled, please not this stickler for equality.

There is a glaring falsehood on the very surface of such a man's principles that is revolting.

It is not among the higher classes that the possession of slaves produces the worst effects.