320 ENGLISHMEN SELLING SLAVES. 



of the women wear jewels, which, by some contrac- 

 tion of the skin of the forehead are so arranged as 

 to always remain there. They are worn in its center, 

 directly over the bridge of the noise ; they are 

 diamond- or lozenge-shaped, and, for the most part, 

 of an emerald green. 



One day, whilst strolling up an avenue contiguous 

 to the wharf, I was attracted by a crowd assembled 

 around a walled enclosure ; taking the privilege of 

 my nation (curiosity), I elbowed mj way through the 

 mixed assemblage, and saw ("tell it not in Askalon, 

 publish it not in Gath,") two English auctioneers, in 

 a country under England's control, and governed by 

 England's laws, mounted on their rostrums, selling 

 what they call in the British Isles, their fellow-men, 

 co-equal in all respects to themselves. To say that 

 I was surprised would convey but a faint idea of my 

 feelings — I was really astounded. After recovering 

 somewhat from my astonishment, I was so thoroughly 

 convinced of the ridiculousness of England's so often 

 vaunted philanthropy, that, had I been in a proper 

 place, I could have indulged in a hearty burst of 

 laughter. As it was, I could not, without an effort, 

 control my risibilities. This feeling soon gave way 

 to that of indignation at the recreant sons and 

 daughters of our own soil, who disgrace our country, 

 after having been nursed and rocked in the cradle 

 of liberty — as soon as they are out of their swaddling 

 clothes, turning upon and stinging their nurse, and 

 for the sake of political or monetary personal ag- 

 grandizement, publishing wishy-washy novels con- 

 taining such perverted descriptions of our Southern 

 slavery system, as to induce foreigners to think our 



