There was risk, and even peril, in making the suggestion, but, withal, some moral courage.
Still a lady may sometimes venture where it might not be safe for a gentleman to go.
"But the question between us is not, 'Freedom or slavery,' in the abstract, nor, Whether it is right, in any case, to reduce a people to slavery; but, What is best for our slaves?
All your proofs that freedom is better than slavery in the abstract, are nothing to the point." "It is the foulest blot on our nation in the eyes of the world," said Mr.North, "that we have four millions of human beings in bondage." "Have you read 'Uncle Tom's Cabin ?'" I inquired.
"Ask me," said he, pleasantly, "if I know how to read.

Every lover of liberty and hater of oppression has read 'Uncle Tom.'" "That is very far from being true," said I; "but still, you like Uncle Tom as a character, do you ?" "You astonish me," said he, "by making a question about it.

He is the most perfect specimen of Christianity that I ever heard of." "Among the martyrs," said I, "have you ever found his superior ?" "No, Sir!" was his energetic answer.
"Now," said I, "what made Uncle Tom the paragon of perfection ?" "What made him ?" said he.
"Yes," said I, "what made him the model Christian?
You do not reply, and I will tell you.

SLAVERY MADE UNCLE TOM.

Had it not been for slavery, he would have been a savage in Africa, a brutish slave to his fetishes, living in a jungle, perhaps; and had you stumbled upon him he would very likely have roasted you and picked your bones.