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Rave calculated on the support of the 
fovernment of the island. But of what 
avail would my denunciation be? In- 
Stead of being attended to, it would 
prove ruinous to my commercial infe- 
rest, and the detection of my interfer- 
ence would most assuredly subject me 
to assassination ; or if my life escaped, 
I should at least be banished from the 
island never to return, which would be 
very destructive to my present pros- 
pects. , 
It appears certain, that in the year 
1820 the French slave trade had swell- 
ed to a more enormous extent than 
at any former period, and that during 
the first six or seven months of that 
year the African coast actually swarm- 
ed with slave ships of that nation. A 
distinguished officer of the British navy, 
who was himself an eye-witness of the 
fact, and writing with deliberation, uses 
this remarkable expression :—* The 
number of Freuch slave ships now on 
the coast is something incredible.” 
The naval officers of that station had 
examined between twenty and thirty 
ships trading for slaves on the coast, 
- which they ascertained to be French ; 
and one of these officers afterwards 
found a greater number in the harbour 
of Havannah, bearing the French flag, 
which either had slaves on board, 
brought thither for sale, or were fitting 
out on fresh slave voyages. 
This view of the extent of the French 
slave trade on the coast of Africa dur- 
ing the same year, is confirmed by the 
Governor of Sierra Leone, Sir C. M‘Car- 
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thy, who states, that on his leaving that 
colony in July, 1520, he had received 
unquestionable information that no 
fewer than five vessels, bearing the 
French flag, were slaving about one 
hundred miles south of that place. 
If these accounts be correct—and the 
authority on which they rest seems to 
leave no room to doubt upon the subject, 
then it will follow, that during the first 
six or seven months of 1520, from fifty 
to sixty vessels, bearing the French flag, 
were actually seen engaged in the slave 
trade. But if cannot be supposed, con- 
sidering the vast extent of the African 
coast, and of the ocean, which extends 
thence to the West Indies, that all the 
vessels so employed could have been 
seen by our cruisers, or could have 
come under the observation of Governor 
M‘Carthy’s informant; it would seem 
a fair inference, from the facts adduced, 
that the French slave trade must have 
grown to an unprecedented extent dur- 
ing the year 1820. 
And now, having laid before you a 
picture revolting to humanity, of this 
bloody commerce in the poor Africans, 
dragged from their houses and homes, 
in defiance of the laws of God and de- 
crees of nations, I must call on your 
humane readers to consider whether 
they are not bound, as men and as 
christians, to do every thing in their 
- power to extinguish this trade, so de- 
grading to Europeans who profess the 
Christian religion. B. 
Cirencester, 10th Jan. 1822. 
ORIGINAL POETRY. 
ani 
“ TCHABOD.”’—1 Sam. iv. 21, 22. 
HE tumult of battle is o’er, 
And the shouts of the conquerors 
cease ; 
The chariots are rattling no more, 
And confusion is changed into peace ; 
But “ where is the glory ?” 
A thousand glad hearts are exulting, 
Removed from the feelings of woe ; 
But to us those loud joys are insulting, 
Those shouts are the shouts of the foe ; 
And “ where is the glory 7” 
To the idols their praise is ascending, 
And glad tears of rejoicing fast flow ; 
But our tears and our groans are still 
blending, 
' The groans and the big tears of woe; 
“ For “ where is the glory?” 
We mourn for the fate of the dead, 
Aud we strew o’er their ashes these 
flowers-— 
But Oh! that that grave were our bed, 
And the death-shade of cypress were 
our’s ; 
For ‘‘ where is the glory ?” 
The sun of our glories is clouded, 
O’er Shiloh is darkened the star ; 
For the ark which the Shekinah shrouded, 
Is lost in the chances of war ; 
And “ where is the glory ?” 
Accursed be the day of this sorrow, 
O’er its front let the tempest be spread ; 
And blest be the dawn of to-morrow, 
Which numbers my name with the dead; 
For “ where is the glory ?” 
GODEFREDE. 
— 
IMPROMPTU. 
On reading the “ Address to Poverty,” by 
the late RIGHT HON. CHAS. JAMES FOX. 
INIMITABLE Fox, pourtrayed by thee, 
The richest subject shines, in poverty. 
ODE 
