And, sure, one Cause of Adam's Fall, was this, 鈥業 have told you all this about Hayti, because I thought that, like myself, you would be pleased to know what really became of the characters in Miss Martineau鈥檚 Romance, and one seldom meets with a book which throws any light upon such an out-of-the-way subject.鈥? 鈥橳is sweet to spend our strength for Him. While at Robinson, or Tyree Springs, twenty miles from Nashville, on the borders of Kentucky and Tennessee, my hostess said to me, one day, 鈥淵onder comes a gang of slaves, chained.鈥?I went to the road-side and viewed them. For the better answering my purpose of observation, I stopped the white man in front, who was at his ease in a one-horse wagon, and asked him if those slaves were for sale. I counted them and observed their position. They were divided by three one-horse wagons, each containing a man-merchant, so arranged as to command the whole gang. Some were unchained; sixty were chained in two companies, thirty in each, the right hand of one to the left hand of the other opposite one, making fifteen each side of a large ox-chain, to which every hand was fastened, and necessarily compelled to hold up,鈥攎en and women promiscuously, and about in equal proportions,鈥攁ll young people. No children here, except a few in a wagon behind, which were the only children in the four gangs. I said to a respectable mulatto woman in the house, 鈥淚s it true that the negro-traders take mothers from their babies?鈥?鈥淢assa, it is true; for here, last week, such a girl [naming her], who lives about a mile off, was taken after dinner,鈥攌new nothing of it in the morning,鈥攕old, put into the gang, and her baby given away to a neighbor. She was a stout young woman, and brought a good price.鈥? Lewis is a quadroon, a fine-looking man, with European features, hair slightly wavy, and with an intelligent, agreeable expression of countenance. 欧美成人电影  Boy Hanlon was one of the oldest soldiers in the regiment. He had been in it all his life from the time they had picked him up like a waif or stray on the line of march between Exeter and Plymouth till now, when he had upwards of twenty years鈥?service, and was growing grey-haired. He had begun as a boy in the band, thence he went to the drums; by-and-bye he became a bugler, from which, although barely of the standard height, he had been passed into the ranks. Now, as a veteran who knew his rights and what was due to himself, he gave himself great airs. No one was half so well acquainted as he was with professional topics. He could tell you the names of all the officers past and present, in the Duke鈥檚 Own; he was a keen critic upon drill from his own point of view鈥攕omewhere in the rear rank of one of the central companies; he could pipeclay belts to perfection, and had not his equal with brass ball, heel ball, boot-blacking, button stick and brush. But the chief source of his pride were his confidential relations with Colonel Prioleau, the present commanding officer. The two had 鈥榮oldiered鈥?together all these years, in every clime, and knew each other thoroughly. More, they had stood side by side at the battle of Goojerat, where the Duke鈥檚 Own had fought remarkably well, and they were the only two survivors of that glorious day. 鈥楤oy鈥?Hanlon鈥攈e got his soubriquet of course from his insignificant size鈥攖raded a good deal on that battle of Goojerat. He was perpetually celebrating the victory. For one single battle it had an extraordinary number of anniversaries. Whenever 鈥榯he Boy鈥?was thirsty鈥攁nd with him drought was perennial鈥攈e turned up at the orderly room and told the colonel it was a fine morning 鈥榝or the day.鈥? I am yours, respectfully, Our safety and hope in this matter is this: that there are multitudes in all our churches who do most truly and sincerely love Christ above all things, and who, just so soon as a little reflection shall have made them sensible of their duty in this respect, will most earnestly perform it.