He had not been in Baltimore a month when he saw a specimen of the brutality of slavery on the person of a negro, who had been mercilessly flogged.

On his back were thirty-seven gashes made with a cowskin, while on his head were many bruises besides.

It was a Sunday morning, fresh from his terrible punishment, that the poor fellow had found the editors of the _Genius_, who, with the compassion of brothers, took him in, dressed his wounds, and cared for him for two days.

Such an experience was no new horror to Lundy, but it was doubtless Garrison's first lesson in that line, and it sank many fathoms deep into his heart.
Maryland was one of the slave-breeding States and Baltimore a slave emporium.

There was enacted the whole business of slavery as a commercial enterprise.