There was also a fourth, upon whom I called, though I did not know him.

His name was Edward Rushton.

He had been an officer in a slave-ship, but had lost his sight, and had become an enemy to that trade.

On passing through Chester, I had heard, for the first time, that he had published a poem called West-Indian Eclogues, with a view of making the public better acquainted with the evil of the Slave-trade, and of exciting their indignation against it.

Of the three last it may be observed, that, having come forward thus early, as labourers, they deserve to be put down, as I have placed them in the map, among the forerunners and coadjutors in this great cause, for each published his work before any efforts were made publicly, or without knowing that any were intended.