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120 MAUM GUINEA. He spoke a little nervously. It was evident that he did not feel as if he had been doing exactly the right thing. He knew, first, that the girl was a great favorite with his daughter, and that she would be very unwilling to give her up; and secondly, his conscience, as 2 man, was troubled, for he knew, much better than his child, the object of the purchase, and he could not quite persuade himself that the mulatto-girl, always modes: and virtuous thus far in her young life, was just the creature for that kind of a sale. He had taken the liberty of disposing of her, body and soul, and yet, curiously, he did not feel entirely easy about so plain and common 4 business transaction. The idea of modesty and virtue in a Louisiana colored-girl might well be ridiculed; as a general thing, she has neither ; and who is to blame for it we do not propose to argue, It is _ doubtless a-great blessing to the colored race that it is held in slavery for the salvation of its soul and the precious boon of its enlightenment; and if such a state of morals prevails in the far South, we suppose it to be only one of the branches of the above inestimable blessing. Rose happened to have grown up with more than her share of excellence for the reason that. she had always been more of a companion of the young’ daughter of the house, than a common servant; and there senna no grown-up sons; and the family of Judge Bell lived quietly, and with more than the ordinary degree of refinement for that latitude. Thus, by reason of her seclusion, and her constant association with the ladies of a gentle household, it came to pass that the slave-girl Rose blushed as easily and kept herself as charily, as her friend and mistress Virginia. “ Well, papa, I don’t see how Iam to get along without her. I shall never, never find anybody to take her place,”— and the young lady burst into tears: | conmnicloooks.comn.