For instance, the name of his master may have been either Larrimer, or Larrrimore.] The picture here presented to the people of the free states, is, in many respects, a novel one.

We all know something of Virginia and Kentucky Slavery.

We have heard of the internal slave trade--the pangs of separation--the slave ship with its "cargo of despair" bound for the New-Orleans market--the weary journey of the chained Coffle to the cotton country.

But here, in a great measure, we have lost sight of the victims of avarice and lust.

We have not studied the dreadful economy of the cotton plantation, and know but little of the secrets of its unlimited despotism.
But in this narrative the scenes of the plantation rise before us, with a distinctness which approaches reality.