the prayers of the poor old slave become long and loud.  “Massa must die, and must he die unprepared?  O Lord, spare him—­O Lord, convert him—­O Lord, save him,” was the prayer of the slave.  While the slave was praying an arrow pierced the infidels heart, and he cried aloud for mercy.  The slave was invited into the house, and he knelt at the bed-side of his dying master, and there petitioned a throne of grace in his behalf.  The old infidel made a profession of religion, and shortly afterwards died happy.

CHAPTER VII.

There is another point of view, in which slavery must be viewed by every patriot, as a national curse.  I allude to the agitation and sectional hatred, which it engenders.  This is a grievous misfortune.  It is folly to attempt to conceal the fact, that it has originated sectional jealousy and prejudice, which endangers the perpetuity of the Union.  This is a serious view of the subject, and it demands the sober consideration of every friend of this glorious Union. The Union must be preserved; should be the motto of every one who has a spark of patriotism in his breast.  All those questions of national policy, which have separated the great political parties in this country, when compared with this great question, sink into utter insignificance.  Whatever endangers the perpetuity of this Union, demands the attention of every friend of his country; every man who is worthy the name of an American citizen.  It calls loudly for prompt and effectual action, to avert the calamitous catastrophe. God save the Union, should be the prayer of every Christian.  This petition, should begin and end their devotional exercises. God save the Union, should be the first lesson taught to the child in the cradle; and from infancy to old age, the reverential aspirations of our hearts should ascend to him who holds the destinies of nations in his hands; to save and bless our common country.

    From morn till eve, our hearts should breathe,
    Father of mercies, God of love preserve—­
    Oh! preserve, our blood bought liberties;
    Preserve them unalloyed, unimpaired While time shall last.

If we all could be animated by this spirit, then would peace, prosperity and good will, abound more and more, throughout the length and breadth of our land.  Bound together by cords of love; as a band of brothers; we should know “no North, no South;” the prime object of all would then be, the prosperity and preservation of our common country.  We are the conservators of liberty.  We hold it as a trust, and the oppressed of all nations expect here to find a refuge from tyranny; and here they may find it, so long as we preserve our Federal Union unimpaired.