“In 1811, I was returning from mill, in Shenandoah county, when I heard the cry of murder, in the field of a man named Painter.  I rode to the place to see what was going on.  Two men, by the names of John Morgan and Michael Siglar, had heard the cry and came running to the place.  I saw Painter beating a negro with a tremendous club, or small handspike, swearing he would kill him:  but he was rescued by Morgan and Siglar.  I learned that Painter had commenced flogging the slave for not getting to work soon enough.  He had escaped, and taken refuge under a pile of rails that were on some timbers up a little from the ground.  The master had put fire to one end, and stood at the other with his club, to kill him as he came out.  The pile was still burning.  Painter said he was a turbulent fellow and he would kill him.  The apprehension of P. was TALKED ABOUT, but, as a compromise, the negro was sold to another man.”

EXTRACT FROM THE PUBLISHED JOURNAL OF THE LATE WM. SAVER, of Philadelphia, an eminent minister of the Religious Society of Friends:—­

“6th mo. 22d, 1791.  We passed on to Augusta, Georgia.  They can scarcely tolerate us, on account of our abhorrence of slavery.  On the 28th we got to Savannah, and lodged at one Blount’s, a hard-hearted slaveholder.  One of his lads, aged about fourteen, was ordered to go and milk the cow:  and falling asleep, through weariness, the master called out and ordered him a flogging.  I asked him what he meant by a flogging.  He replied, the way we serve them here is, we cut their backs until they are raw all over, and then salt them.  Upon this my feelings were roused; I told him that was too bad, and queried if it were possible; he replied it was, with many curses upon the blacks.  At supper this unfeeling wretch _craved a blessing_!

“Next morning I heard some one begging for mercy, and also the lash as of a whip.  Not knowing whence the sound came, I rose, and presently found the poor boy tied up to a post, his toes scarcely touching the ground, and a negro whipper.  He had already cut him in an unmerciful manner, and the blood ran to his heels.  I stepped in between them, and ordered him untied immediately, which, with some reluctance and astonishment, was done.  Returning to the house I saw the landlord, who then showed himself in his true colors, the most abominably wicked man I ever met with, full of horrid execrations and threatenings upon all northern people; but I did not spare him; which occasioned a bystander to say, with an oath, that I should be “popped over.”  We left them, and were in full expectation of their way-laying or coming after us, but the Lord restrained them.  The next house we stopped at we found the same wicked spirit.”

Col.  ELIJAH ELLSWORTH, of Richfield, Ohio, gives the following testimony:—­