God's prophecies were right, and were fulfilled, too; as I think this one
has been."

"I suppose, then, you think slavery will always continue, Mr. Weston?"
said Hubbard.

"Well, I am only a man, and cannot prophesy, but I think, probably not.
Slavery is decreasing throughout the world. The slave trade is about being
abolished on the coast of Africa. You Abolitionists are getting a good many
off from our southern country, and our planters are setting a number of
theirs free, and sending them to Africa. I know a gentleman in Georgia who
liberated a number, and gave them the means to start in Liberia as free
agents and men. He told me he saw them on board, and watched the ship as
she disappeared from his sight. At last he could not detect the smallest
trace of her, and then such a feeling of intense satisfaction occupied his
breast as had been a stranger there until that time. 'Is it possible that
they are gone, and I am no longer to be plagued with them? They are free,
and I am free, too.' He could hardly give vent to his feelings of relief on
the occasion."

"And are they such trouble to you, Arthur?" asked Abel.

"No, indeed," said Arthur, "not the least. My father treats them well, and
they appear to be as well off as the working classes generally are. I see
rules to regulate the conduct of the master and slave in Scripture, but I
see no where the injunction to release them; nor do I find laid down the
sin of holding them. The fact is, you northern people are full of your
isms; you must start a new one every year. I hope they will not travel
south, for I am tired of them. I should like to take Deacon and Mrs. White
back home with me. Our servants would be afraid of a man who has worked