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						 PLANTATION SCENES 
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						FEW know what slavery really is.  
						Its atrocities are so horrible that the relation of them 
						seems to be a most wicked exaggeration.  The 
						following was related by a lady of the highest 
						respectability, as having occurred a few months since on 
						a plantation where she was temporarily residing. 
						     
						The planter, with whose family she was then staying, 
						held about two hundred slaves on a plantation a few 
						miles distant from his dwelling.  The slaves, as 
						usual, were under the charge of an overseer or driver.  
						The planter had, among his house-servants, a bright boy 
						about seventeen, a special favourite with the whole 
						household, who was tenderly reared.  He presented 
						one of those cases often held up by the advocates of 
						slavery, to show its mild and patriarchal character; and 
						certainly this boy possessed all but one thing which is 
						essential to humanity. 
     He was sent one day to the plantation on an errand, and 
						having in some manner offended the overseer, was tied up 
						and severely whipped. Not having had his spirit crushed 
						by field practice, he felt and expressed an 
						indignation natural to one nurtured as he had been.  
						The driver ordered a pair of spirited horses to be 
						fastened to a plough, and having so tied the boy to it 
						that he could not guard himself from injury, he set them 
						in rapid motion round the field, with the body of the 
						poor boy now dragging across roots, now rebounding as it 
						struck the ground, and finally, his head hitting a 
						stump, he was instantly killed.  Great 
						consternation and sorrow seized the family when the 
						account of Henry's murder reached the house.  
						They felt it almost as keenly as if he had been a child 
						or a brother.  
     What now was done?  Was the murderer arrested?  
						Was the blood avenged?  Was he even dismissed?  
						Nothing of this.  He was secreted a few days, until 
						a coroner's verdict covered up the deed as a casualty, 
						and then returned to his place, with his heart harder 
						than ever, and all things went on as before.  A 
						hole in the corner hides the corpse of the murdered boy, 
						and justice sleeps till God shall deal with his 
						murderer. - Christian Press. 
						 
						Leeds Anti-slavery 
						Series. No. 40. 
						Sold by W. and F. G. CASH, 5, 
						Bishopsgate Street, London; and by JANE JOWETT, Friends' 
						Meeting Yard, Leeds, at 1s. 2. per 100. 
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