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read and write. O, shame, where is thy blush!
Why, as soon as one ray of light pierces the
dark recesses of his mind, he grows restless
and uneasy. Another ray awakens more fully
his sensibility, as he learns, that yonder, at the
North, just beyond the line of the United
States, the colored man is free. By a third, he
gets an idea of that glorious boon, and with
palpitating heart, imploring look, and uplifted
hands, he cries, "give me liberty," "give me
liberty or give me death;" "give me my wife, my
husband, my children and let us go away and
be free." His sable countenance, crisped
hair, and all the woes of slavery, have not an-
nihilated his manhood, nor blotted out the image
of God. He is man still, advertised, sold and
bought as man, and in the fact that he is man,
lies his commercial value. Now, the part that
colored people are to act, is that of witnesses,
to demonstrate the living truth that "God has
created of one blood all nations of men, to
dwell in all the earth." Colored freemen of the
North! to you the appeal is made. Your breth-
ren are in chains; they are crippled; you can
act. Establish your schools, educate the
masses, and you will do more to advance the
cause of freedom, than natural history, phreno-
logy, physiology, and ethnology, put together.

H. BLACKMARR.

ROCHESTER, Feb. 2nd.