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James Redpath, The Roving Editor: or, Talks with Slaves in the Southern States., My first trip. (search)
of the play-bills, for respectable colored persons? If there are not, and if the Southern proslavery divines ever get there, we may expect a second Satanic rebellion against Authority so indifferent to the finer feelings — the refined sensibilities — of the slaveholding saints. With such a doughty champion as Mr. Parson Brownlow, in the character of Beelzebub, the coming conflict must be terrible indeed, and will require as its historian, a genius more exalted by far than the author of Paradise Lost. May I be there to see! A Sheriff's advertisement. I walked from the cemetery to the Court House, accompanied some distance by a slave, who was whistling, as he drove along, a popular line, which faithfully describes his lot in life: Jordan am a hard road to trabble! Undoubtedly, I mused; and so, too, was the Red Sea to the Egyptians! I intended to attend the Mayor's Court, but when I reached the hall his honor had not yet arrived. On the outer door of the hall, was p