"Alack a day!" The tawny madam shook her head, and, with that peculiar creole whine, so expressive of contempt, said, "Can't say any thing for you, sir--they not doing no good now, sir--the negroes an't!"-- and on she went abusing the apprentices, and denouncing abolition.

No American white lady could speak more disparagingly of the niggers, than did this recreant descendant of the negro race.

They did no work, they stole, were insolent, insubordinate, and what not.
She concluded in the following elegiac strain, which did not fail to touch our sympathies.

"I can't tell what will become of us after 1840.
Our negroes will be taken away from us--we shall find no work to do ourselves--we shall all have to beg, and who shall we beg from?
_All will be beggars, and we must starve_!" Poor Miss L.is one of that unfortunate class who have hitherto gained a meagre support from the stolen hire of a few slaves, and who, after entire emancipation, will be stripped of every thing.

This is the class upon whom emancipation will fall most heavily; it will at once cast many out of a situation of ease, into the humiliating dilemma of _laboring or begging_--to the _latter_ of which alternatives, Miss L.seems inclined.
Let Miss L.be comforted! It is better to beg than to _steal_.
We proceeded from Morant Bay to Bath, a distance of fourteen miles, where we put up at a neat cottage lodging-house, kept by Miss P., a colored lady.