Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1856-04-26
The Coolie Trade,

The inhuman traffic in Coolies that for some
time past has been carried on between China
and Cuba, has, we perceive, attracted the atten-
ton of Congress, and a resolution has been Of
fered in both Houses with view to its suppress
sion. This is right. for if the descriptions of
the manner in which these poor Celestials are
kidnapped and carried to far distant countries
to be ensaved, correct, this traffic in Coolies
is as cruel and inhuman as the African slave
trade was. The New York Journal Of Commerce
publishes letter from Swotow China, in which
the writer says that his ship, which was about
to sail, had on board 700 Coolies. and expected
to take 200 more. He does not conceal the fact
that they are kidnapped-torn violently from
their parents and frends--and says they cost
from SIS to 800 per man, and sell for $3.50.
These poor fellows are crowded into the ship,
and during the long voyge to Amortization sew
enty-fve or eighty days-are supplied with the
smallest quantity of food required to sustain
life. The crew are well armed in case the slaves
should rise, and attempt to take the ship. 1t is
said that these attempts are often made, and
many Coolies have been killed in order to reduce
the remainder to submission. Most of the ships
engaged in this trade are from the ports of New
York and Boston. The Boston Post, in an ar
ticle oil this subject, hits the canting, hypocrit-
ical Abolition Preachers and Professors at the
North in the following admirable style:
How would few of Miss DrTToN's rifles do
in the hands Of the poor Coolest Where is
KH-AM's benevoence in this extreme case of
human outrage, misery and DEATH Where are
BEECHERs prayers, and where is the Brooklyn
Soeietye's sympathy? The reverend Mr.. DUT
TONS deacon had better open his bible and
shoulder his rifle in the cause of the poor Chi
namen, instead of enlisting under Governor
ROBINSON, who is enjoying himself at one of the
best hotels in Boston. If it be the spirit of
true Christianity that moves ye BEEcHERs,
SILLIMANs, DurToNs, kILLAMs if ye are not
lying in the pery face Of Heaven when ye turn
your eyes to the Eternal Throne above and pro-
claim that for its glory alone ye labor-to exc
cute Its will, only, ye strive-your voices will
be raised for the succor, protection, salvation,
Of your poor Asiatic brethren who are stolen,
smothered, starved, drowned, and sold into sla-
very by thousands upon thousands, while your
political tears are running in streams over your
lantern jaws for poor Kansas; Kansas, whose
only daughter is in your gratuitous guardian
ship. But it is not for the immortal soul these
babling Observation-Disclosures noisy, roister-
ing reverends-these pert misses challenge the
attention of the world, but merely to subserve
the end Of cunning, selfish ambition; to gain
party power; to feed the fire of fanaticism. To
do this they would immense the Bible in blood
while declaring their garments as white as
wool, and yet be as deaf to the shrieks of real
suffering humanity as the adder, whose Shiny
course they follow ~ o. Bulletin.
EouEsTIANIsM ExTRAoRDINARY.-Ac cores
pondent of ''Life Illustrated, gives the follow
ing as portion of the experience of Cadet
at West Point: When l came back from fur
Tough my class had ridden for year. only for
q week or two. Nothing daunted, however, by
this, and blindly trusting to fortune and my own
powers, buckled on a pair of rusty spurs bound
myself securely to an enormous sabre with a
ponderous iron scabbard, and sailed forth. Dra-
animal, which, after some preliminary difficult
ties. succeeded in mounting ''Trot!" Horse
so did I, half off my saddle. l was
never taught to keep my heels well out, and &C.
cordingly my spurs went in. Horse swent in"
too. Motion peculiar. Began to think l was
losing my balance. Sabre few out and hit the
horse on the head. plunged my spurs deep
among his ribs. Another jump. Sabre few back
and hit him the TANKS. Spurs worked con-
vulsively among his bones-jump, thump, spur!
Horse reared; seized his name; kicked up;
caught his ear and saved myself. 1t began to
grow exciting. Finally horse started off, Such
a race! Pulling on the name had no tendency
to check his mad career; rather seemed to irri-
tate him. Had a good hold with the spurs, but
did not consider myself perfectly safe. Sabre
few up and hit me in the face. Blind for a mo-
ment and heard something drop. Looked up
into the saddle and saw | was not there. Con-
cluded it must be me on the ground. Horse
standing near, eating grass and looking at me
with quiet twinkle in his eye, adding insult
to injury.
GOING TO BED.-Going to Bed we have al
ways considered one of the most sober, serious
aud solemn operations which man can De en-
gagged in during the whole twenty four hours.
With young lady it is altogether different
thing. When bed time arrives she trips up
stairs with candle in her hand, and-if she