Its recollection is still bitter, and ever will be.

I was commanded to take off my clothes, which I did, and then master put me on the back of another slave, my arms hanging down before him and my hands clasped in his, where he was obliged to hold me with a vise-like grasp.

Then master gave me the most severe flogging that I ever received, and I pray God that I may never again experience such torture.

And yet Capt.

Helm was not the worst of masters.
These cruelties are daily occurrences, and so degrading is the whole practice of Slavery, that it not only crushes and brutalizes the wretched slave, but it hardens the heart, benumbs all the fine feelings of humanity, and deteriorates from the character of the slaveholders themselves,--whether man or woman.