Yet, thanks be to our Heavenly Father, that all have not bowed the knee to the Southern autocrat or slave power.

A few noble souls, thank God, remain, who, in defiance of iniquitous laws, throw open wide their doors to the trembling, fleeing bondman, whose purses are freely emptied to supply his wants, and help him on in his flight to the British dominion.

But can these out-gushings of a benevolent heart--the purest impulses of a noble nature--be permitted to flow out spontaneously, in open daylight?
Alas, no! You must be quiet; make no noise, lest an United States' Marshal wrest from you the object of your Christian sympathy, and impose on you a heavy fine, for your daring to do to another as you would he should do to you.
Is not the necessity of an "_under ground railroad_," a disgrace to the laws of any country?
Certainly it is; yet I thank God, that it does afford a means of escape to many, and I pray that the blessings of Heaven may ever rest upon those who willingly superintend its interests.

Oh, my country! When will thy laws, just and equal, supersede this humiliating necessity! Is my reader about to throw the blame of our nation's wrong on England, and accuse her of first tolerating Slavery?
We admit it; but did she not repent of the evil she had done, and speedily break every yoke, and let the oppressed go free?
Certainly; no slave now breathes in England's atmosphere.

But, say you, her white poor are slaves to the aristocracy, from which sentiment I beg leave to differ.