?Tom,? says I to him, ?I trust you, because I think you?re a Christian?I know you wouldn?t cheat Tom comes back, sure enough; I knew he wouldSome low fellows, they say, said to him?Tom, why don?t you make tracks for Canada?? ?Ah, master trusted me, and I couldn?t,??they told me about itI am sorry to part with Tom, I must sayYou ought to let him cover the whole balance of the debt; and you would, Haley, if you had any conscience ?Well, I?ve got just as much conscience as any man in business can afford to keep,?just a little, you know, to swear by, as ?t were,? said the trader, jocularly; ?and, then, I?m ready to do anything in reason to ?blige friends; but this yer, you see, is a leetle too hard on a fellow?a leetle too hard The trader sighed contemplatively, and poured out some more brandy ?Well, then, Haley, how will you trade?? said MrShelby, after an uneasy interval of silence ?Well, haven?t you a boy or gal that you could throw in with Tom?? ?Hum!?none that I could well spare; to tell the truth, it?s only hard necessity makes me willing to sell at allI don?t like parting with any of my hands, that?s a fact Here the door opened, and a small quadroon boy, between four and five years of age, entered the roomThere was something in his appearance remarkably beautiful and engagingHis black hair, fine as floss silk, hung in glossy curls about his round, dimpled face, while a pair of large dark eyes, full of fire and softness, looked out from beneath the rich, long lashes, as he peered curiously into the apartmentA gay robe of scarlet and yellow plaid, carefully made and neatly fitted, set off to advantage the dark and rich style of his beauty; and a certain comic air of assurance, blended with bashfulness, showed that he had been not unused to being petted and noticed by his master ?Hulloa, Jim Crow!? said MrShelby, whistling, and snapping a bunch of raisins towards him, ?pick that up, now!? The child scampered, with all his little strength, after the prize, while his master laughed ?Come here, Jim Crow,? said heThe child came up, and the master patted the curly head, and chucked him under the chin ?Now, Jim, show this gentleman how you can dance and sing The boy commenced one of those wild, grotesque songs common among the negroes, in a rich, clear voice, accompanying his singing with many comic evolutions of the hands, feet, and whole body, all in perfect time to the music ?Bravo!? said Haley, throwing him a quarter of an orange ?Now, Jim, walk like old Uncle Cudjoe, when he has the rheumatism,? said his master Instantly the flexible limbs of the child assumed the appearance of deformity and distortion, as, with his back humped up, and his master?s stick in his hand, he hobbled about the room, his childish face drawn into a doleful pucker, and spitting from right to left, in imitation of an old man Both gentlemen laughed uproariously ?Now, Jim,? said his master, ?show us how old Elder Robbins leads the psalm The boy drew his chubby face down to a formidable length, and commenced toning a psalm tune through his nose, with imperturbable gravity ?Hurrah! bravo! what a young ?un!? said Haley; ?that chap?s a case, I?ll promiseTell you what,? said he, suddenly clapping his hand on MrShelby?s shoulder, ?fling in that chap, and I?ll settle the business?I willCome, now, if that ain?t doing the thing up about the rightest!? At this moment, the door was pushed gently open, and a young quadroon woman, apparently about twenty-five, entered the room There needed only a glance from the child to her, to identify her as its motherThere was the same rich, full, dark eye, with its long lashes; the same ripples of silky black hairThe brown of her complexion gave way on the cheek to a perceptible flush, which deepened as she saw the gaze of the strange man fixed upon her in bold and undisguised admirationHer dress was of the neatest possible fit, and set off to advantage her finely moulded shape;?a delicately formed hand and a trim foot and ankle were items of appearance that did not escape the quick eye of the trader, well used to run up at a glance the points of a fine female article ?Well, Eliza?? said her master, as she stopped and looked hesitatingly at him ?I was looking for Harry, please, sir;? and the boy bounded toward her, showing his spoils, which he had gathered in the skirt of his robe ?Well, take him away then,? said MrShelby; and hastily she withdrew, carrying the child on her arm ?By Jupiter,? said the trader, turning to him in admiration, ?there?s an article, now! You might make your fortune on that ar gal in Orleans, any shop day

For this purpose, it would be desirable that it should be delivered at some church or chapel, more likely to he attended by members of the Royal Society Notice of it should be given at the place of worship appointed, at least a week previous to its delivery, and at the two preceding weekly meetings of the Royal SocietyThe name of the gentleman nominated for that year, and the church at which the sermon is to be preached, should be stated With this publicity attending it, and by a judicious selection of the first two or three gentlemen appointed to deliver it, it would soon be esteemed an honour to be invited to compose such a lecture, and the Society might always find in its numerous list of members or aspirants, persons well qualified to fulfil a task as beneficial for the promotion of true religion, as it ever must be for the interest of science I am tempted to believe that such a course would call forth exertions of the most valuable character, as well as give additional circulation to what is already done on that subject The geological speculations which have been adduced, perhaps with too much haste by some, as according with the Mosaic history, and by others, as inconsistent with its truth, would, if this subject had been attentively considered, have been allowed to remain until the fullest and freest inquiry had irrevocably fixed their claim to the character of indisputable facts But, I will not press this subject further on my reader's attention, lest he should think I am myself delivering the lecture All that I could have said on this point has been so much more ably stated by one whose enlightened view of geological science has taken away some difficulties from its cultivators, and, I hope, removed a stumbling-block from many respectable individuals, that I should only weaken by adding to the argument [I allude to the critique of DrUre's Geology in the British Review, for July, 1829; an Essay, equally worthy of a philosopher and a Christian SECTION 10 OF THE CROONIAN LECTURE The payment [Three pounds for this Lecture, like that of the preceding, is small It was instituted by DrCroone, for an annual essay on the subject of Muscular Motion It is a little to be regretted, that it should have been so restricted; and perhaps its founder, had he foreseen the routine into which it has dwindled, might have endeavoured to preserve it, by affording it a wider range By giving it to a variety of individuals, competition might have been created, and many young anatomists have been induced to direct their attention to the favourite inquiry of the founder of the Lecture; but from causes which need not here be traced, this has not been the custom--one individual has monopolized it year after year, and it seems, like the Fairchild Lecture, rather to have been regarded as a pension There have, however, been some intervals; and we are still under obligations to those who have supported THE SYSTEM, for not appointing Sir Everard Home to read the Croonian Lecture twenty years in SUCCESSION Had it been otherwise, we might have heard of vested rights SECTION 11 OF THE CAUSES OF THE PRESENT STATE OF THE ROYAL SOCIETY The best friends of the Royal Society have long admitted, whilst they regretted, its declining fame; and even those who support whatever exists, begin a little to doubt whether it might not possibly be amended The great and leading cause of the present state to which the Royal Society is reduced, may be traced to years of misrule to which it has been submitted In order to understand this, it will be necessary to explain the nature of that misrule, and the means employed in perpetuating it It is known, that by the statutes, the body of the Society have the power of electing, annually, their President, Officers, and Council; and it is also well known, that this is a merely nominal power, and that printed lists are prepared and put into the hands of the members on their entering the room, and thus passed into the balloting box If these lists were, as in other scientific societies, openly discussed in the Council, and then offered by them as recommendations to the Society, little inconvenience would arise; but the fact is, that they are private nominations by the President, usually without notice, to the Council, and all the supporters of the system which I am criticizing, endeavour to uphold the right of this nomination in the President, and prevent or discourage any alteration The Society has, for years, been managed by a PARTY, or COTERIE, or by whatever other name may be most fit to designate a combination of persons, united by no expressed compact or written regulations, but who act together from a community of principles That each individual has invariably supported all the measures of the party, is by no means the case; and whilst instances of opposition amongst them have been very rare, a silent resignation to circumstances has been the most usual mode of meeting measures they disapproved The great object of this, as of all other parties, has been to maintain itself in power, and to divide, as far as it could, all the good things amongst its members It has usually consisted of persons of very moderate talent, who have had the prudence, whenever they could, to associate with themselves other members of greater ability, provided these latter would not oppose the system, and would thus lend to it the sanction of their nameThe party have always praised each other most highly--have invariably opposed all improvements in the Society, all change in the mode of management; and have maintained, that all those who wished for any alteration were factious; and, when they discovered any symptoms of independence and inquiry breaking out in any member of the Council, they have displaced him as soon as they decently could Of the arguments employed by those who support the SYSTEM OF MANAGEMENT by which the Royal Society is governed, I shall give a few samples: refutation is rendered quite unnecessary--juxta- position is alone requisite If any member, seeing an improper appointment in contemplation, or any abuse in the management of the affairs of the Society continued, raise a voice against it, the ready answer is, Why should you interfere? it may not be quite the thing you approve; but it is no affair of yours-If, on the other hand, it do relate to himself, the reply is equally ready It is immediately urged: The question is of a personal nature; you are the last person who ought to bring it forward; you are yourself interested If any member of the Society, feeling annoyed at the neglect, or hurt by the injuries or insults of the Council, show signs of remonstrance, it is immediately suggested to him that he is irritated, and ought to wait until his feelings subside, and he can judge more coolly on the subject; whilst with becoming candour they admit the ill- treatment, but urge forbearance If, after an interval, when reflection has had ample time to operate, the offence seems great as at first, or the insult appears unmitigated by any circumstances on which memory can dwell,--if it is then brought forward, the immediate answer is, The affair is out of date--the thing is gone by--it is too late to call in question a transaction so long pastThus, if a man is interested personally, he is unfit to question an abuse; if he is not, is it probable that he will question it? and if, notwithstanding this, he do so, then he is to be accounted a meddler If he is insulted, and complain, he is told to wait until he is cool; and when that period arrives, he is then told he is too shop late

Haley?s hat and riding-whipYes, sir; I regret to say that the young woman, excited by overhearing, or having reported to her, something of this business, has taken her child in the night, and made off ?I did expect fair dealing in this matter, I confess,? said Haley ?Well, sir,? said MrShelby, turning sharply round upon him, ?what am I to understand by that remark? If any man calls my honor in question, I have but one answer for him The trader cowered at this, and in a somewhat lower tone said that ?it was plaguy hard on a fellow, that had made a fair bargain, to be gulled that wayShelby, ?if I did not think you had some cause for disappointment, I should not have borne from you the rude and unceremonious style of your entrance into my parlor this morningI say thus much, however, since appearances call for it, that I shall allow of no insinuations cast upon me, as if I were at all partner to any unfairness in this matterMoreover, I shall feel bound to give you every assistance, in the use of horses, servants,

Haley?s hat and riding-whipYes, sir; I regret to say that the young woman, excited by overhearing, or having reported to her, something of this business, has taken her child in the night, and made off ?I did expect fair dealing in this matter, I confess,? said Haley ?Well, sir,? said MrShelby, turning sharply round upon him, ?what am I to understand by that remark? If any man calls my honor in question, I have but one answer for him The trader cowered at this, and in a somewhat lower tone said that ?it was plaguy hard on a fellow, that had made a fair bargain, to be gulled that wayShelby, ?if I did not think you had some cause for disappointment, I should not have borne from you the rude and unceremonious style of your entrance into my parlor this morningI say thus much, however, since appearances call for it, that I shall allow of no insinuations cast upon me, as if I were at all partner to any unfairness in this matterMoreover, I shall feel bound to give you every assistance, in the use of horses, servants,

Nobody can live entirely without social intercourse; and Legree encouraged his two black satellites to a kind of coarse familiarity with him,?a familiarity, however, at any moment liable to get one or the other of them into trouble; for, on the slightest provocation, one of them always stood ready, at a nod, to be a minister of his vengeance on the other As they stood there now by Legree, they seemed an apt illustration of the fact that brutal men are lower even than animalsTheir coarse, dark, heavy features; their great eyes, rolling enviously on each other; their barbarous, guttural, half-brute intonation; their dilapidated garments fluttering in the wind,?were all in admirable keeping with the vile and unwholesome character of everything about the place ?Here, you Sambo,? said Legree, ?take these yer boys down to the quarters; and here?s a gal I?ve got for you,? said he, as he separated the mulatto woman from Emmeline, and pushed her towards him;??I promised to bring you one, you know The woman gave a start, and drawing back, said, suddenly, ?O, Mas?r! I left my old man in New Orleans ?What of that, you?; won?t you want one here? None o? your words,?go long!? said Legree, raising his whip ?Come, mistress,? he said to Emmeline, ?you go in here with me A dark, wild face was seen, for a moment, to glance at the window of the house; and, as Legree opened the door, a female voice said something, in a quick, imperative toneTom, who was looking, with anxious interest, after Emmeline, as she went in, noticed this, and heard Legree answer, angrily, ?You may hold your tongue! I?ll do as I please, for all you!? Tom heard no more; for he was soon following Sambo to the quartersThe quarters was a little sort of street of rude shanties, in a row, in a part of the plantation, far off from the houseThey had a forlorn, brutal, forsaken airTom?s heart sunk when he saw themHe had been comforting himself with the thought of a cottage, rude, indeed, but one which he might make neat and quiet, and where he might have a shelf for his Bible, and a place to be alone out of his laboring hoursHe looked into several; they were mere rude shells, destitute of any species of furniture, except a heap of straw, foul with dirt, spread confusedly over the floor, which was merely the bare ground, trodden hard by the tramping of innumerable feet ?Which of these will be mine?? said he, to Sambo, submissively ?Dunno; ken turn in here, I spose,? said Sambo; ?spects thar?s room for another thar; thar?s a pretty smart heap o? niggers to each on ?em, now; sure, I dunno what I ?s to do with more It was late in the evening when the weary occupants of the shanties came flocking home,?men and women, in soiled and tattered garments, surly and uncomfortable, and in no mood to look pleasantly on new-comersThe small village was alive with no inviting sounds; hoarse, guttural voices contending at the hand-mills where their morsel of hard corn was yet to be ground into meal, to fit it for the cake that was to constitute their only supperFrom the earliest dawn of the day, they had been in the fields, pressed to work under the driving lash of the overseers; for it was now in the very heat and hurry of the season, and no means was left untried to press every one up to the top of their capabilities?True,? says the negligent lounger; ?picking cotton isn?t hard work Isn?t it? And it isn?t much inconvenience, either, to have one drop of water fall on your head; yet the worst torture of the inquisition is produced by drop after drop, drop after drop, falling moment after moment, with monotonous succession, on the same spot; and work, in itself not hard, becomes so, by being pressed, hour after hour, with unvarying, unrelenting sameness, with not even the consciousness of free-will to take from its tediousnessTom looked in vain among the gang, as they poured along, for companionable facesHe saw only sullen, scowling, imbruted men, and feeble, discouraged women, or women that were not women,?the strong pushing away the weak,?the gross, unrestricted animal selfishness of human beings, of whom nothing good was expected and desired; and who, treated in every way like brutes, had sunk as nearly to their level as it was possible for human beings to doTo a late hour in the night the sound of the grinding was protracted; for the mills were few in number compared with the grinders, and the weary and feeble ones were driven back by the strong, and came on last in their turn ?Ho yo!? said Sambo, coming to the mulatto woman, and throwing down a bag of corn before her; ?what a cuss yo name?? ?Lucy,? said the woman ?Wal, Lucy, yo my woman nowYo grind dis yer corn, and get my supper baked, ye har?? ?I an?t your woman, and I won?t be!? said the woman, with the sharp, sudden courage of despair; ?you go long!? ?I?ll kick yo, then!? said Sambo, raising his foot threateningly ?Ye may kill me, if ye choose,?the sooner the better! Wish?t I was dead!? said she ?I say, Sambo, you go to spilin? the hands, I?ll tell Mas?r o? you,? said Quimbo, who was busy at the mill, from which he had viciously driven two or three tired women, who were waiting to grind their corn ?And, I?ll tell him ye won?t let the women come to the mills, yo old nigger!? said Sambo?Yo jes keep to yo own row Tom was hungry with his day?s journey, and almost faint for want of food ?Thar, yo!? said Quimbo, throwing down a coarse bag, which contained a peck of corn; ?thar, nigger, grab, take car on ?t,?yo won?t get no more, dis yer week Tom waited till a late hour, to get a place at the mills; and then, moved by the utter weariness of two women, whom he saw trying to grind their corn there, he ground for them, put together the decaying brands of the fire, where many had baked cakes before them, and then went about getting his own supperIt was a new kind of work there,?a deed of charity, small as it was; but it woke an answering touch in their hearts,?an expression of womanly kindness came over their hard faces; they mixed his cake for him, and tended its baking; and Tom sat down by the light of the fire, and drew out his Bible,?for he had need for comfort ?What?s that?? said one of the woman ?Good Lord! han?t seen un since I was in Kentuck ?Was you raised in Kentuck?? said Tom, with interest ?Yes, and well raised, too; never ?spected to come to dis yer!? said the woman, sighing ?What?s dat ar book, any way?? said the other shop woman