PHILANTHROPIC AND MORAL, BY ELIZABETH MARGARET CHANDLER: PRINCIPALLY RELATING TO THE ABOLITION OF SLAVERY IN AMERICA. "Daughters of the Pilgrim sires, Dwellers by their mouldering graves, Look upon your country's slaves!" . "Are not woman's pulses warm, On whose limbs these fetters rest? Oh then, save her from a doom, 'Midst her bondage and despair." PHILADELPHIA: PUBLISHED BY LEMUEL HOWELL. PHILANTHROPIC AND MORAL ESSAYS, BY ELIZABETH MARGARET CHANDLER. EFFECTS OF SLAVERY. "A wretch! a coward! ay, because a slave!" AND it must be ever thus !-it is in the very nature of slavery to cast a benumbing influence, like that of the torpedo, over its unhappy victims-degrading every nobler faculty, and freezing up the very life-springs of intellectual excellence. Men say, truly, that the slave is a degraded being, debased-ay, almost beneath the level of humanity. What matters it then, that he should be scorned, and despised, and trampled upon? A slave! that vilest thing in creation-who shall extend the hand of benevolence to wipe the cold dews of suffering from his forehead, or stoop to whisper in his ear the words of hope and consolation?-A shade of sadness may cloud the brow of the master, when his faithful dog sinks to death at his feet-but will he shed one tear over the grave of the wretch, who has lived from youth to age, toiling, toiling on, through summer's heat, and winter's cold, in one unvarying round of labour for his service? -And why should he?—It was the scourge of the task-master, not the ready impulse of grateful affection, that urged him on in his daily routine of toil—and though his lip might sometimes murmur the words of ready obedience, the tyrant well knew that the low deep curses of deadly hatred were flung back in secret return for oft-repeated blows and menaces. What wonder is it that the slave should be the veriest outcast on the face of God's beautiful creation? But who has made him thus? Was it the omnipotent Jehovah !-the God of love, 7 |