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will eventually be answered in the behalf of 4,000,000 of Slaves, in the hands of unrighteous owners, in the United States. If they should run away, doing their owners no moral injury whatever, they are hunted over mountain tops, and through the vallies, with dogs, and shot down like deer. William Smith, who was arrested in Columbia, Pennsylvania, on his attempting to escape, was literally shot dead by a Slave-catcher, Ridgels, of Baltimore. Who will not say these are unrighteous men? and who would like to be in their possession? A young man, named Lewis, fled from his master in Kentucky, and came to Cincinnati, Ohio, probably about 50 or 60 miles from his home. Being in a Free State, and among Abolitionists, he vainly supposed himself safe. He had left behind him a companion to whom he was betrothed, and desirous to know whether he should ever realize his expectations as to obtaining her. He made application to a fortune-teller, who required from him a synopsis of his history to begin with, which he unhesitatingly, and in full confidence, gave her. He left her house highly pleased with the idea of receiving soon the object of his first love; he almost fancied he had her in his embraces, no longer twain, but one flesh. Time, the true test of all things, soon taught our young friend it was all imagination's dream, for in a few days he was arrested as a Fugitive Slave. On the following morning
