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I have ju&longs;t left Harriot---but
how have I left her? In tears. I wi&longs;h I
had not gone. Mrs. Francis had intru&longs;ted
Harriot with &longs;ome tri&longs;ling commi&longs;&longs;ion---It
was not done---&longs;he had not had time to
perform it. Harriot was reprimanded—
Yes! by Heaven---this Mrs. Francis had
the in&longs;olence to reprimand Harriot in my
pre&longs;ence---I was mortified---I walked to
the window---my heart was on fire---my
blood boiled in my veins---it is impo&longs;&longs;ible
to form an idea of the di&longs;order of my nerves—
Harriot's were equally agitated—Mrs. Francis
&longs;aw our con&longs;u&longs;ion and retired—&longs;he left

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me &longs;o completely out of temper that I was
forced to follow her example. I ki&longs;&longs;ed away
the tear from the cheek of Harriot and withdrew
to my chamber.

HERE let me forget what has pa&longs;&longs;ed—my
irritability will not permit it—my feelings
are too ea&longs;ily &longs;et in motion to enjoy long
quietne&longs;s—my nerves are delicately &longs;trung;
they are now out of tune, and it is a hard
matter to harmonize them.

I FEEL that I have a foul—and every man
of &longs;en&longs;ibility feels it within him&longs;elf. I will
relate a circum&longs;tance I met with in my late
travels through Southcarolina—I was always
&longs;u&longs;ceptible of touches of nature.

I HAD often remarked a female &longs;lave pa&longs;s
by my window to a &longs;pring to fetch water.

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She had &longs;omething in her air &longs;uperiour to
thoe of her &longs;ituation—a fire that the damps
of &longs;lavery had not extingui&longs;hed.

AS I was one day walking behind her,
the wind blew her tattered handkerchief from
her neck and expo&longs;ed it to my &longs;ight—I a&longs;ked
her the cau&longs;e of the &longs;car on her &longs;houlder—
She an&longs;wered compo&longs;edly, and with an
earne&longs;tne&longs;s that proved &longs;he-was not a&longs;hamed
to declare it—“It is the mark of the whip,”
&longs;aid, &longs;he, and went on with the hi&longs;tory of it,
without my de&longs;iring her to proceed---“my
boy, of about ten years old, was unlucky
enough to break a gla&longs;s tumbler---this crime
was immediately inquired into---I trembled
for the fate of my child, and was thought to
be guilty. I did not deny the charge, and

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was tied up. My former good character
availed nothing. Under every affliction, we
may receive con&longs;olation; and during the
&longs;mart of the whip, I rejoiced—becau&longs;e I
&longs;hielded with my body the la&longs;h from my
child; and I rendered thanks to the be&longs;t of
beings that I was allowed to &longs;uffer for him.”

“HEROICALLY &longs;poken!” &longs;aid I, “may
he whom you call the be&longs;t of beings continue
you in the &longs;ame &longs;entiments—may thy foul
be ever di&longs;po&longs;ed to SYMPATHIZE with thy
children, and with thy brethren and &longs;i&longs;ters in
calamity---then &longs;halt thou feel every circumstance
of thy life afford thee &longs;atisfaction;
and repining and melancholy &longs;hall fly from
thy bo&longs;om---all thy labours will become
ea&longs;y---all thy burdens light, and the yoke
of &longs;lavery will never gall thy neck.”

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I WAS &longs;en&longs;ible relieved as I pronounced
the&longs;e words, and I felt my heart glow with
feelings of exqui&longs;ite delight, as I anticipated
the happy time when the &longs;ighs of the &longs;lave
&longs;hall no longer expire in the air of freedom.
What delightful &longs;en&longs;ations are tho&longs;e in
which the heart is intere&longs;ted! In which it
&longs;toops to enter into the little concerns of
the mo&longs;t remote ramification of Nature!
Let the vain, the giddy, and the proud pa&longs;s
on without deigning to notice them—let
them cheat them&longs;elves of happine&longs;s—the&longs;e
are circum&longs;tances which are important only
to a &longs;entimental traveller.

HALL Sen&longs;ibility! Sweetener of the joys of
life! Heaven has implanted thee in the
brea&longs;ts of his children—to &longs;oothe the &longs;orrows

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of the afflicted—to mitigate the wounds of
the &longs;tranger who falleth in our way. Thou
regarde&longs;t with an eye of pity, tho&longs;e whom
wealth and ambition treat in terms of reproach.
Away, ye &longs;eekers of power—ye boa&longs;ters
of wealth—ye are the Levite and the Phari&longs;ee,
who re&longs;train the hand of charity from the
indigent, and turn with indignation from the
way-worn &longs;on of mi&longs;ery:—But Sen&longs;ibility is
the good Samaritan, who taketh him by the
hand, and con&longs;oleth him, and poureth wine
and oil into his wounds. Thou art a pleasant
companion—a grateful friend—and a
neighbour to tho&longs;e who are de&longs;titute of shelter.—

From thee! Author of Nature! from thee,
thou inexhau&longs;tible &longs;pring of love &longs;upreme,

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floweth this tide of affection and SYMPATHY—
thou who&longs;e tender care extendeth to
the lea&longs;t of thy creation—and who&longs;e eye is
not inattentive even though a &longs;parrow fall to
the ground.