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halloo. Says romescos, quickly interrupting, and beginning to bristle with rage preach about old master here youll get the tinglers, i reckon. Put em onnot a gruntor youll get thirty moreyes, a collar on yer neck. Holding a heavy stick over the poor victims head, for several minutes with one hand, he rubs the other, clenched, several times across his nose. Graspum interposes by reminding the minister that it is for his interest to be very careful how he makes any reply to white gentlemen. Why, massa, ize the minister on de plantation. My old master

dese. Old masr tinks much on em, fo true. Gwine t sell dem what masr be so fond on. Hard tellin what buckra dont sell win i makes money on him. Neber mind, children de lor aint so unsartin as white man. He,dah good masr yonder in the clouds,save ye yet hell make white man gin ye back when de day o judgment come. Aunt rachel has an instinctive knowledge of the errors, accidents, and delays which have brought about this sad event,she becomes absorbed in their cares, as she loses sight of her own trouble. All ready for the market, they are chained together in pairs, men

and women, as if the wrongs they bore had made them untrustworthy. Romescos, ever employed in his favourite trade, is busily engaged chaining upassorting the pairs. One by one they quietly submit to the proceeding, until he reaches harry. That ministerofthegospel piece of property thinks,that is, is foolish enough to think,his nigger religion a sufficient guarantee against any inert propensity to run away. Now, good master, save my hands from irons, and my heart from pain. Trust me, let me go unbound my old master trust me wid is life

sell ye, no how. That he dont. But poor old boss hab e trouble now, god bless em, she says, again pressing annette to her bosom, nearer and nearer, with fondest, simplest, holiest affection. Looking intently in the childs face, she laughs with the bounding joy of her soul then she smooths its hair with her brawny black hands they contrast strangely with the pure carnatic of the childs cheek. Lor. Good lor, masr buckra, aunt rachel exclaims, if eber de lor smote e vengence on yeh, tll be fo sellin de likes o

Leffingwell. He was both solicitous and skeptical regarding mr. Leffingwells existence. Now when two young persons come separately to an old person to discuss each others affairs, it is a bad sign. Or perhaps a good sign. Just as you choose. Adopting the mordaunt estates sardonic suggestion, martin dyke had settled down to van life in a private alleyway next to number 37. Anne leffingwell deemed this criminally extravagant since the rental of a van must be prodigious. Tell her not to worry my family own the storage and moving plant, was one of his many messages that i neglected to

No sooner has aunt rachel seen the children in their neat and familiar attire, than her feelings bound with joy,she cannot longer restrain them. She has watched marstons moral delinquencies with suspicion but she loves the children none the less. And with honest negro nature she runs to them, clasps them to her bosom, fondles them, and kisses them like a fond mother. The happy associations of the past, contrasted with their present unhappy condition, unbind the fountain of her solicitude,she pours it upon them, warm and fervent. Gwine t sell ye, too. Masr, poor old masr, wouldnt

bright and white as anybodys children. Their heads look so sleek, their hair is so nicely combed, so nicely parted, so nicely curled. The old slave loves them,she loved their father. Her skill has been lavished upon them,they look as choice and interesting as the human property of any democratic gentleman can be expected to do. Let us be patriotic, let us be lawloving, patient lawabiding citizens, loving that law of our free country which puts them under the manvenders hammer,say our peaceabiding neighbours. The gaoler has not been long in getting annette and nicholas ready.

them as two bales of merchandise. The sheriff, angrily, says, yes. I told you that already. Make them look as bright as two new pins. His honour has been contemplating how they will be mere pins in the market,pins to bolt the doors of justice, pins to play men into congress, pins to play men out of congress, pins to play a president into the white house. An old negress, one of the plantation nurses, is called into service. She commences the process of preparing them for market. They are nicely washed, dressed in clean clothes they shine out as

dressed for the market. The sheriff is in the yard, awaiting the preparation of the property. Even heironhearted, they saygives them a look of generous solicitude, as they pass out. He really feels there is a point, no less in the scale of slave dealing, beyond which there is something so repugnant that hell itself might frown upon it. Its a phase too hard, touches a bodys conscience, he says, not observing romescos at his elbow. Conscience. Interrupts romescos, his eyes flashing like meteors of

we are narrating a scene related to us by the very gaoler we here describe, and as nearly as possible in his own language. Rather an uncommon case, says it makes a body feel kind a unhinged about the heart, which heart, however rocky at times, will have its own way when little children are sorrowing. And then, to know their parents. Thats what tells deeper on a bodys feeling,it makes a body look into the hereafter. The man of keys and shackles would be a father, if the law did but let him. There is a monster power over him, a power he dreadsit is the power of unbending democracy, moved

alone by fretful painstakers of their own freedom. Poor little things. Ye r most white, yes.suddenly changingjust as white as white need be. Propertys property, though, all over the world. Whats sanctioned by the constitution, and protected by the spirit and wisdom of congress, must be right, and maintained, the gaoler concludes. His heart is at war with his head but the head has the power, and he must protect the rights of an unrighteous system. They have arrived at a flight of steps, up which they ascend, and are soon lost in its windings. They are going to be

and, forgetting his own tears, says, in a whisper, dont cry, annette they ll let us go and see mother, and mother will be so kind to us. It does seem a pity to sell ye, young uns yer such nice uns,have so much interestin in yer little skins. Interrupts the gaoler, suddenly. The man of keys could unfold a strange history of misery, suffering, and death, if fear of popular opinion, illustrated in popular liberty, did not seal his lips. He admits the present to be

touching arguments of the soul she raises her soft blue eyes, and heaven fills them with tears, which she lifts her tiny hands to wipe away. Nicholas tremblinglyhe cannot understand the strange movementfollows them through the vault he looks up submissively, and with instinctive sympathy commences a loud blubbering. Youre going to be sold, little uns. But, dont roar about it theres no use in that, says the gaoler, inclining to sympathy. Nicholas doesnt comprehend it he looks up to annette, plaintively,

Not until they reached our square did they speak again. All things come to him who, sedulously acting the orchids part, vegetates and bides his time. To me in the passage of days came anne leffingwell, to talk of many things, the conversation invariably touching at some point upon mr. Martin dykeand lingering there. She was solicitous, not to say skeptical, regarding mr. Dykes reason. Came also martin dyke to converse intelligently upon labor, free verse, ouija, the football outlook, o. Henry, crucible steel, and mr.

so characteristic on the plantation. Happy picture of freedoms love. Happy picture of immortalised injustice. Happy picture of everything that is unhappy. How modest is the boast that we live to be free and that in our virtuous freedom a childs mother has been sold for losing her mind a faithful divine, strong with love for his fellow divines, is to be sold for his faith the childthe daughter of the democratthey say, will be sold from her democratic father. The deathstinging enemy washington and jefferson sought to slaughterto lay ever dead at their feet, has risen to life again.

Annettes mother has fled to escape its poison. We must pause. We must not discourse thus in our day, when the sordid web of trade is being drawn over the land by king cotton. The children, like all such doubtful stock, are considered very fancy, very choice of their kind. It must be dressed in style to suit nice eyes at the shambles. Well. Yer right interesting looking, says the sheriffmessrs. Graspum and co. Look upon them with great concern, now and then interrupting with some observations upon their pedigree,taking them

In the close cells, is the quick reply,through the narrow vault, up the stone passage, and on the right, in the arched cell. The gaolergood, honesthearted manleads the way, through a chilly vault, up the narrow passage, to the left wing of the building. The air is pestiferous warm and diseased, it fans us as we approach. The gaoler puts his face to the grating, and in a guttural voice, says, youre wanted, young uns. They understand the summons they come forward as if released from torture to enjoy the pure air of heaven. Confinement, dreary and damp, has worn deep into their

eyes, and looking seriously indifferent. Romescos gives wonderful evidence of his first best cunning propensities and here he fancies he has pronounced an opinion that will be taken as profound. He affects heedlessness of everything, is quite disinterested, and, thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, assumes an air of dignity that would not unbecome my lord chief justice. Let us see them two bits of disputed property,where are they. Inquires graspum, turning half round, and addressing himself to the gaoler.

their flesh. A little trimmin downit wants it, you see.to make it show off must have iteh. Graspum, old feller. It only wants a little, though, and them dandy niggers, and that slapup preacher, will bring a smart price fixed up. Great institution. The preachers got knowin can discourse like a collegemade deacon, and can convert a whole plantation with his nigger eloquence. A nigger preacher with bible knowin, when its smart, is right valuable when ye want to keep the pious of a plantation straight. And then. When the preacher ant got a notion a runnin away in him. Romescos

crooks his finger upon graspums arm, whispers cautiously in his ear. There ll be a sharp bidding for some of it they ll run up some on the preacher. He ll be a capital investment,pay more than thirty per cent. Insinuates another gentlemana small inquisitive looking dealer in articles of the nigger line. When a planters got a big gang a niggers, and is just fool enough to keep such a thing for the special purpose of making pious valuable in um, mr. Romescos rejoins, shrugging his shoulders, rubbing his little hawks

pieces. Here, several men and women are led into a basement cell, under the veranda, and stript most rudely. No discrimination is permitted. Happy freedom. What a boon is liberty. Mr. Romescos views their nice firm bodies, and their ebony black skins, with great skill and precaution his object is to prove the disposition of the articles,strong evidence being absence of scars. He lays his bony fingers on their left shouldersthey being compelled to stand in a recumbent positiontracing their bodies to the hips and thighs. Here the process ends. Mr. Romescos has satisfied his very nice judgment

honourable court of common pleas, is audible at the conclusion. The company are not much surprised. There is not much to be surprised at, when slave law and common law come in contact. With marstons sudden decline and unfathomable connection with graspum, there is nothing left to make the reading of the notice interesting. You hear this, gentlemen. Says the vender, biting his lips the sale of this very interesting portion of this very interesting property is objected to by the attorney for the defendant at law. They must, therefore, be remanded to the custody of the sheriff, to

modest auctioneer,a gentleman what dont feel just right when white propertys for sale, he whispers, sarcastically. Another pause, then a hearty laughing, and the man commences to sell his people. He has uttered but a few words, when marstons attorney, stepping into the centre of the ring, and near the vender, draws a paper from his pocket, and commences reading in a loud tone. It is a copy of the notice he had previously served on the sheriff, setting forth in legal phraseology the freedom of the children, and therfoh this is t stay proceedings until further orders from the

manifestation of rebellious artistic tastes on her part. The mordaunt estate stopped at my bench to complain about them one afternoon when martin dyke, having just breakfasted, had strolled over to discuss his favorite topic. She was, at that very moment, knitting her dainty brows over the fifteenth bunch of pink fragrance and deciding regretfully that this thing must come to an end even if she had to call in terry the cop. That lady in number 37, said the mordaunt estate bitterly, aint the lady i thought she was.

he has not raised the veil of mystery that hangs over the process. There must be long explanations before the obdurate creditors are satisfied. The irons have been removed from the property, who are crouched round the standan elevated platformin a forlorn group, where sundry customers can scrutinize their proportions. Being little or no fancy among it, the fast young gentlemen of the town, finding nothing worthy their attention and taste, make a few cursory observations, and slowly swagger out of the ring. The children are

adjusts his hat, lays the document on the desk at his right hand, pulls up the point of his shirtcollar, sets his neatlytrimmed whiskers a point forward, and smooths his welloiled hair wewillproceedwiththesaleof this lot of negroes, according to the directions of the sheriff of the county. And if no restrictions are imposed, gentlemen can make their selection of old or young to suit their choice or necessities. Gentlemen, however, will be expected to pay for separating. Mr. Forshou, by way of interpolation, reminds his friends that, seeing many of his very

not there be our misfortune what. Quickly interrupts romescos, whats that. The property minister, thus circumstanced, must not show belligerent feelings. Romescos simply, but very skilfully, draws his club measures him an unamiable blow on the head, fells him to the ground. The poor wretch struggles a few moments, raises his manacled hands to his face as his wife falls weeping upon his shuddering body. She supplicates mercy at the hands of the ruffianthe ruffian torturer. Quietly, masr my man ill go wid me, says the woman, interposing her hand

by the arms, and again rumpling their hair by rubbing his hands over their heads. Fix it up, trim we must put them up along with the rest today. It ll make marstoni pity the poor fellowshow his hand on the question of their freedom. Mr. Sheriff, being sufficiently secured against harm, is quite indifferent about the latent phases of the suit. He remarks, with great legal logicwe mean legal slave logicthat marston must object to the sale when the children are on the stand. It is very pretty kind a property, very like marstonwill be as handsome as pictures when they grow up, he

He brings them forward, so neatly and prettily dressed he places them among the gang. But they are disputed property hence all that ingenuity which the system engenders for the advancement of dealers is brought into use to defeat the attempt to assert their freedom. Romescos declares it no difficult matter to do this he has the deadly weapon in his possession he can work shuffle the debt into graspums hands, and he can supply the proof to convict. By this very desirable arrangement the thing may be made nicely profitable.

nigger flesh. The other gentlemen may smoke their cigars mr. Romescos thinks he will enjoy the exercise of his skill in testing the tenacity of negroes chests which he does by administering heavy blows, which make them groan out now and then. Groans, however, dont amount to much they are only nigger groans. Again mr. Romescos applies the full force of his hands upon their ears then he will just pull them systematically. Nice property. He says, telling the forbearing creatures not to mind the pain. Messrs. Graspum and romescos will make a close inspection of a few

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