My experience, therefore, in the State of Virginia, is, in many respects, quite the opposite of that which others of my class have been called to undergo.

Could I forget how often I have stood at the foot of the market in the city of Norfolk, and heard the cry of the auctioneer—­“What will you give for this man?”—­“What for this woman?”—­“What for this child?” Could I forget that I have again and again stood upon the shores of the Chesapeake, and, while looking out upon that splendid bay, beheld ships and brigs carrying into unutterable misery and woe men, women and children, victims of the most cruel slavery that ever saw the sun; could I forget the innumerable scenes of cruelty I have witnessed, and blot out the remembrance of the degradation, intellectual, moral and spiritual, which everywhere surrounded me—­making the country like unto a den of dragons and pool of waters—­my reminiscence of Virginia were indeed a joy and not a sorrow.

Some things I do think of with pleasure.  A grand old State is Virginia.  No where else, in America at least, has nature revealed herself on a more munificent scale.  Lofty mountains, majestic hills, beautiful valleys, magnificent rivers cover her bosom.  A genial clime warms her heart.  Her resources are exhaustless.  Why should she not move on?  Execrated for ever be this wretched slavery—­this disturbing force.  It kills the white man—­kills the black man—­kills the master—­kills the slave—­kills everybody and everything.  Liberty is, indeed, the first condition of human progress, and the especial hand-maiden of all that in human life is beautiful and true.

I attained my eighteenth year.  About this time the Rev. W. H——­ of New York city visited the fortress of Monroe, and opened a select school.  He was a white man, and of a kind and benevolent nature.  He could not admit me into his school, nevertheless he took a deep interest in my welfare.  He aided my studies in such ways as he could, and, on his return to the State of New York (he remained but a short time in Virginia), acquainted the Honorable Gerrit Smith, of Peterboro, with my desires.  Mr. Smith’s sympathies were immediately touched on my behalf.  He requested the Rev. W. H——­ to write to me at once, and extend to me an invitation to visit the State of New York, enter college, and graduate at his expense—­if need be.

I have to remark just here that at the time of the visit of the Rev. W. H——­ to the fortress of Monroe, my parents were in greatly reduced circumstances, owing to a destructive fire which had recently taken place, and burned to the ground a most valuable property.  The fire was supposed to be the work of incendiaries—­low whites of the neighbourhood, who had become envious of my parents’ success.  There was no insurance on the property.  Under these circumstances I gladly accepted the kind offer of Mr. Smith.  His generous nature then and there turned towards me in friendship; and, I am happy to be able to add, he has ever continued my friend from that day to this.