Peradventure this is the explanation of the anxiety Mr .-- -- of -- --, used to feel, when he had confined one of his slaves in the dungeon.

He stated that he would frequently wake up in the night, was restless, and couldn't sleep, from fear that the prisoner would _kill himself_ before morning.
It was common for the planters of Barbadoes, like those of Antigua, to declare that the greatest blessing of abolition to them, was that it relieved them from the disagreeable work of flogging the negroes.

We had the unsolicited testimony of a planter, that slave mothers frequently poisoned, and otherwise murdered, their young infants, to rid them of a life of slavery.

What a horrible comment this upon the cruelties of slavery! Scarce has the mother given birth to her child, when she becomes its murderer.

The slave-mother's joy begins, not like that of other mothers, when "a man is born into the world," but when her infant is hurried out of existence, and its first faint cry is hushed in the silence of death! Why this perversion of nature?
Ah, that mother knows the agonies, the torments, the wasting woes, of a life of slavery, and by the bowels of a mother's love, and the yearnings of a mother's pity, she resolves that her babe shall never know the same.