Note 15 — Extract from an unpublished Poem on Freedom.
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"The merry numbers of his crisp-haired crew."
The negro race is, perhaps, the most prolific of all the human species. Their infancy and youth are singularly happy. The parents are passionately fond of their children.—Goldbury's Travels.
"Strike me," said my attendant, "but do not curse my mother." The same sentiment I found universally to prevail.
Some of the first lessons in which the Mandings women instruct their children is the practice of truth. It was the only consolation for a negro mother, whose son had been murdered by the Moors, that "the boy had never told a lie."—Park's Travels.