Thus, the light of this grand movement broke in upon my mind, by degrees; and I must say, that, ignorant as I then was of the philosophy of that movement, I believe in it from the first--and I believed in it, partly, because I saw that it alarmed the consciences of slaveholders.

The insurrection of Nathaniel Turner had been quelled, but the alarm and terror had not subsided.

The cholera was on its way, and the thought was present, that God was angry with the white people because of their slaveholding wickedness, and, therefore, his judgments were abroad in the land.

It was impossible for me not to hope much from the abolition movement, when I saw it supported by the Almighty, and armed with DEATH! Previous to my contemplation of the anti-slavery movement, and its probable results, my mind had been seriously awakened to the subject of religion.

I was not more than thirteen years old, when I felt the need of God, as a father and protector.