TRUTH IN WOMAN'S LIP. 



treated wretches in the world, do little else than move 

 amiably-inclined white men to tears by the artless but 

 beautiful melodies they are for ever chanting. How is it, 

 then, that those negroes that I have seen save some at 

 Altoona who helped to take care of my dogs, and also 

 acted as porters to the hotel not only never sang, but 

 without any exception were the idlest, most ill-looking, 

 discontented, hang-dog ruffians that ever made a man 

 uneasy as to his watch, or arrested the vigilance of a con 

 stable?" 



" Oh," exclaimed one of the ladies, " you have as yet ? 

 or generally, met but iliefree blacks they are dreadful. 

 If you want to hear singing, music, and dancing, and to 

 see the blacks really enjoying themselves, you should contrive 

 to spend some days in the Slave States, and then there 

 might be some truth in your anticipations." " What ! " 

 I cried, " how glad I am, then, my dear lady, to receive 

 this fair assurance from you of a truth which I suspected, 

 or really knew very well, but which all the anti-slavery 

 humbugs in my country have been trying for their own 

 democratic purposes to cry down ; if I am to see the 

 negro population really c enjoying themselves,' I must 

 seek them, then, as slaves. A pretty good blow in the 

 face this, in regard to the assertions of Mrs Trollope, 

 Mr Dickens, Messrs Bright and Cobden, et hoc genus 

 omne ! " " Hush, my dear," said one of my kind anti- 

 slavery male friends to, I believe, his wife, he at once 

 perceiving that the truth let out of the bag was somewhat 

 startling to anti-slavery men, and thus unguardedly ex 

 posed before " a chiel," as the Scots say, who was " takin' 

 notes," and " in faith would prent them" " Hush, my 

 dear, you are talking of what you don't understand." 

 The lady looked at me, laughed, and said no more, but 



