Vermont telegraph. [volume] (Brandon [Vt.]) 1828-1843, 1842-08-31

MIN, A1aSsa -" How de do, MaSSa, and
so on, while their glad smiles revealed
some of the brightest ivory in the world.
So | may say | never have seen any
abuses ofslaves in religious families-in-
deed have seen sometimes a good deal
of interest manifested for them. One mas.
ter told me, very emphatically: !" First
my children, then my slaves And l
have seen many lights among the shadows
on the plantations. When walking one
day, with humane and christian master
over his plantation, was quite amused
at observing plea SAINT little russ by the
negroes for getting tobacco, and the kind
ness with which it was treated Passing
the "negro quarter" which is their little
village of dwellings on the plantation, a
little negro runs out to the master, say
ing Massa, massa, Jenny's child is
sick, and she wants you should cone in
and see it, and give it some medicine"
This message was hardly out of his
mouth, when the little LAD continues :
+" Massa, Jake wants you would give him
little t9bac.'' The master smiled, and
drew twist from his pocket and gave the
little fellow, and he was off in atwinkling
as though the great purport ofhis mission
was fully answered-and Isuppose it was.
For the master pleasantly told me that
this was mere r9se of theirs of ordinary
foccurance for the sake Of getting tobacco
t ofwhich they we're extravagan;ly fond.
In this last mentioned family | made
frequent visits during my residence at The
South. and uniformly enjoyed the most
LIBERAL hospitality, and the most intimate
and unrestricted friendship. Il was a
family of wealth, and of far more than or
binary intelligence. The gentleman had
been bred to profession, but yielded that
to the duties of Bank President and
cotton planter. The parents were both
professors Of religion, and both consistent
ly pious. 1t is not very strange then that
I should have engaged to come and spend
my last week at the South with them.
did so--and it was week long to be re-
nembered. Nothing which intelligence,
hospitality, friendship or enlightened piety
could do TO render stay agreeable, was
wanting 1t was just such week as
kindIes a bright spot in our moral history,
which CLEANS up its light. through the
gathering dimness of coming years, But
that week, like all other weeks. came to
an end-and must take my departure for
far distant home. My kind host was
going to send his carriage with me some
fifteen or twenty miles on my way TO New
Orleans where was TO take ship for New
York. When the servant called me in
the morning, the breakfast was smoking
on the table for me, the beautiful milk
| whites were harnessed to the carriage at
THE door, and my baggage was we'll mail
ed on behind. One affsctionate farewell
one pang of the heart, and that cherished
thread of intercourse was snapt! How
much of joy, and ho,0 much Of pain such
scenes produce.a
I. was bright and balmy morning il
The latter part of Maybe early sun wa
rolling its flood of golden sunlight owe
the hill-tops down uponthe valley beneath
the rank and luxurious corn was gent
~ waving ia the breeze and flashing 1t
I dew-drops like pendant pearls in the sun
9 bcams-the cotton fields were spread OF
gay and smiling in the calm repose-an
the very breath OF the morning seemed a
soft and as balmy as gale of odors.
> was altogether such scene as draws tn
spirit into sympathy with itself, and make
!. one happy-and | was happy. And Boil
the driver seemed to fall into the harmon
;. les of The scene equally with myself-fc
his low musical whistle seemed 20 me I
!, bespeak most perfectly heart at cas-
|. And this. thought l, as the carriage role
g smoothly aad gently on--,his is the lar
b of slavery, from which in the distant ho
is lion of my young Imagination had see
r. so many dark and frightful shadows ri
ID up-but .4ere it is, bright and balmy |
,e garden of roses. And who is not hal
n. DIV here ?-.he recollection of the pa
re weeks eDjoyments came over my spl