Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-03-26

the outdoor air. That beautiful girl a piece Of
property That stalwart sensible man n thing J.
That room.full Of human souls to DO sold to the
highest bidder
We crossed the street to another pen-low, dark,
sunken, and filled with a less "choice lot" Of hu.
man agony.
As we entered. a ligh, spirited mula,to was play.
ing antics for the amusement OF her companions
when one beckoned to her to stop, she dropped in,
to her seat.
Want servants, nam ?"
ANY good house servants 2"
PLENTY of them-stand up here, girls !" and up
sprung some eight or ten, whom he placed in q
haf'circle around me. There we're two rs near
alike as two peas, and dressed exactly alike, in
fashy plaid, aud long Sasques with rosy trimming
large SNOWY earrings in their ears.
Arc you twins ?"
No-Pm a year older than her."
what can you do ?"
"All kinds Of house.work."
"Where were you raised ?"
"In Kentucky. We lived in Louisville, and then
they brought US here"
"WoulG you like to be separated I"
She hung her head, but did not dare to answer.
ooh no, ma'm-they would like to 20 together,
they's mighty fond Of each other" answered the
coarse, brutahlooking man who seemed TO be sales
man. I'll you'll take the two, rather than sepa'
rate them, you may take them ut twenty.six hun.
dred but separately they are worth fifteen City
and fourteen fifty. I'll throw of four hundred
just for my own feeling. / don't want to separate
them"
Poor tender hearted creature ~
We turned our eyes to a large woman.
"Uere, Betsey," he exclaimed. This, sir, is q
field hand or O house hand" he exclaimed, laying
his great hand on her shoulder. "She's we'll knit,
sir, and strong can do her part in any place
worth seventeen fifty couldn't take a cent less
Field hands is scarce now"
''These two are capital house keepers; no bet.
ter washers and ironers fifteen hundred for 'em
cheap them two is. But if yon want a cheap mig.
g%er-here old woman stand up here here's the
one for you-good in the kitchen, wash'room, any
where. But a little old, She can 60 at eleven
hundred"
"Where's Till ?" exclaimed a gruf, hoarse voice
behind. Bring her out"
This was spoken by a short, fat animal, who oc.
cupieG the auctioneer's stand, and who seemed to
be the owner Of this pen. Short and thick, with
q neck like a beasts, and an eye that told us the
soul had gone away from its home long ago and
been lost among the brutalities of the life of o
slave trader.
We turned to 90.
Don't want to buy, eh? Better take the two
gals-cheap as dirt"
We walked on.
"Clear away, gals-back to your places, Here
you, Dick, bring out that rooster and your hat, dye
know ! and come with me-"
Shall I add commentsi Shall l touch my pic
lures? If this is the description of the genteel
trading'houses, after each one has been drilled and
trained to meet polite company, what must be those
haunts where the poor, wretched, painting crea'
lures are first stored after their arrival, and kept
till they are "broke in"-kept till they can bear
handling without shrinking questioning without
the culver Of q nerve or motion Of q muscle till
tears cease to flow and heart and soul sink into
submission before the cold, stern, brutal presence
of man (he is less than brute) who makes them
property!
l have told you plain truth. D. you need whips
and chains. weeping mothers and crying children,
maddened husbands and raving wives, to blackeu
the pictures? Then think of the mother of Julia,
in her plantation home on the Red River, Of the
wife of George the carpenter, Of the husband oil
Betsey, and the babies Of old Till of the homo
loves Of those twin girls and then ask yourselves
if slavery is a Christian institution i? and answer
it in the affirmative if you can.
Tf The ia tla hat tho ro,, ba,k -LaL -. Al.
worst be? f. D.. G.