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expectation of a ſudden fate: the ſtrained it to ⟨her⟩ arms in ſimple love and unaſſiſted protection, ⟨and⟩ flew to depoſit her tender burden in the retreat ⟨of⟩ diſtant ſafety: ſhe flew in vain: the tempeſt reached her and ſwept the child, unconſcious of danger from her folding arms, and daſhed her hopes are comforts to the ground. She recovered, and to her boſom reſtored the pleaſing charge: ſhe endeavoured to ſooth it with her voice; but it was ſilent, ſhe felt it, and the found it cold: ſhe ſcreamed, ſhe lamented, and ſhe curled: not could our ſympathy conſole her ſorrows, our remonſtrances reſtrain her violence, nor our authority ſuppreſs her execrations. She felt like a mother, although an apathi(illegible text) might ſay ſhe did not feel like a Christian. What a cold and illiberal diſtinction! Give a Negro religion, and eſtabliſh him in either the principles of obedience, or the knowledge of endurance, and he will not diſgrace that tenet which ſhall be recommended by practice. Her lamentations were natural, and of conſequence affecting, and give additional deſpondency to a night that was already took miſerable to bear an augmentation of ſorrow.
The darkneſs of the night, the howling of the winds, the growling of the thunder, and the partial flaſhes of the lightning that darted through the murky cloud, which ſometimes burſt forth with a plenitude of light, and at others hardly give ſufficient lumination to brighten the terrified aſpect of the negroes; that, with cold and fear, were trembling around; the cries of the children who were expoſed to the weather, and who (poor innocents!) had loſt their mothers in the darkness and confuſion of the night; and the great uncertainty of general and private ſituation combined; could not fail to ſtrike the ſoul with as deep as it was an unaccuſtomed horror. In the midſt of danger, in the
