of philosophy; and when it is confined to one class of
the human family, it would be dangerous. The skin of a
crippled slave might be worth more than the critter was
himself; and I make no doubt, we should soon hear of a
stray nigger being shot for his hide, as you do of a
moose for his skin, and a bear for his fur.

"Indeed, that is the reason (though I shouldn't mention
it as an Attache), that our government won't now concur
to suppress the slave trade. They say the prisoners will
all be murdered, and their peels sold; and that vessels,
instead of taking, in at Africa a cargo of humans, will
take in a cargo of hides, as they do to South America.
As a Christian, a philanthropist, indeed, as a man, this
is a horrid subject to contemplate, ain't it?"

"Indeed it is," said Turkey. "I feel a little overcome--my
head swims--I am oppressed with nausea--I must go below."

"How the goney swallered it all, didn't he?" said Mr.
Slick, with great glee. "Hante he a most a beautiful
twist that feller? How he gobbled it down, tank, shank
and flank at a gulp, didn't he. Oh! he is a Turkey and
no mistake, that chap. But see here, Squire; jist look
through the skylight. See the goney, how his pencil is
a leggin' it off, for dear life. Oh, there is great fun
in crammin' those fellers.

"Now tell me candid, Squire; do you think there is no
prejudice in the Britishers agin us and our free and