In a piratical career of many centuries, the countless thousands who have been taken, enslaved, and perished in bondage by these monsters should long ago have drawn upon them the united vengeance of all Christendom.  Many a youth of family and fortune, of delicate constitution has been captured and sold in the slave market.  His labor through the long hot days would be to cleanse out the foul bed of some large empty reservoir, where he would be made to strip, and descending into the pond, bring up in his arms the black stinking mud, heaped up and pressed against his bosom; or to labor in drawing huge blocks of stone to build the mole; or in building and repairing the fortifications, with numerous other painful and disgusting tasks.  The only food was a scanty supply of black bread, and occasionally a few decayed olives, or sheep which had died from some disorder.  At night they were crowded into that most horrid of prisons the Bagnio, to sleep on a little filthy straw, amidst the most noisome stenches.  Their limbs in chains, and often receiving the lash.  Occasionally an individual would be ransomed; when his story would draw tears of pity from all who heard it.  Ladies were frequently taken by these monsters and treated in the most inhuman manner.  And sometimes whole families were enslaved.  Numerous facts, of the most heart-rending description are on record:  but our limits oblige us to be brief.

A Spanish lady, the wife of an officer, with her son, a youth of fourteen, and her daughter, six years old, were taken in a Spanish vessel by the Algerines.  The barbarians treated her and both her children with the greatest inhumanity.  The eldest they kept in chains; and the defenceless little one they wantonly treated so ill, that the unhappy mother was often nearly deprived of her reason at the blows her infant received from these wretches, who plundered them of every thing.  They kept them many days at sea on hard and scanty fare, covered only with a few soiled rags; and in this state brought them to Algiers.  They had been long confined in a dreadful dungeon in the Bagnio where the slaves are kept, when a messenger was sent to the Aga, or Captain of the Bagnio, for a female slave.  It fortunately fell to the lot of the Spanish lady, but at the instant when she was embracing her son, who was tearing himself from his mother with haggard and disordered looks, to go to his imperious drivers; and while in despair she gazed on her little worn-out infant, she heard herself summoned to attend the guard of the prison to a family that had sent for a female slave.  She obtained permission to take her little daughter with her.  She dreaded being refused, and sent back to the horrid dungeon she was leaving where no difference was paid to rank, and slaves of all conditions were huddled together.  She went therefore prepared to accept of anything short of these sufferings.  She was refused, as being in every respect opposite to the description of the