Now, while the cranberries were over the fire, making one feel domestic and also bringing back young days, it was impossible to be disputatious, had we been so inclined.

The Northern cranberry-meadow and the Southern sugar-plantation seemed mixed up in my feelings on this subject, qualifying and rectifying each other.

Perhaps the soothing presence of the cranberry saucepan was timely; for, without any design, a phase of our subject next presented itself which was not the most agreeable.

I broke the silence, and said,-- "Mr.North, what do you think is the mission of the abolitionists as a party, and of all who sympathize with them ?" "Why," said he, "to abolish slavery, to be sure.

What else can it be ?" "You are mistaken," said I."The real mission of the abolitionists, thus far, is, To perpetuate slavery till Providence has accomplished its plan.