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IN aiming to arrest the attention of the reader, ere he proceeds to the unvarnished, but ower true tale of John Andrew Jackson, the escaped Carolinian slave, it might be fairly said that “ truth was stranger than fiction," and that the experience of slavery produces a full exhibition of all that is vile and devilish in human nature.
Mrs. Stowe, as a virtuous woman, dared only allude to some of the hellish works of slavery-it was too foul to sully her pen; but the time is come when iniquity should no longer be hid: and that evil which Wilberforce and Clarkson exposed, and of which Wesley said it was the sum of all human villanies," must now be laid bare in all its hellish atrocities. The half has not yet been told; but appalling as are the statements made, yet when the fiercest organized effort to extend the monster evil of North-American slavery is being made, every patriot is called on to sympathize over the woes and sufferings of human kind, and plead for freedom and liberty. Cowper long ago told his fellow-countryman that
“Skins may differ, but affection
Dwells in white and black the same.” Therefore, kind reader, we ask your sympathy, while you peruse some of the iniquities perpetrated upon a suffering race, and that too often by men and women calling themselves Christians, and using a religious cloak to screen their monstrous, foul, and cruel acts.
Shrink not, gentle reader, when those fearful atrocities are brought before your notice. Such narratives as Jackson's are wanted to arouse the people. The evil is afar off, and interested parties say, “Don't believe it; it is false, or it is exaggerated.” Not so; the worst cannot be told. You cannot speak out, or tell a fraction of the