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Show 120 JAMAICA· . f ur company 0 bserves, " I watched the mg, one o 0 1 oulder to shoulder-! 1 th y sat before us, s 1 peop e as e t' g to their eyes, and saw . d the tears star m w1tnesse f esponse-1 heard "yes th . significant tokens o r . 1 . 1' f eir "faintly an d m. vo luntarily escapmg t 1e 1ps o massa, I h t here was before me a people, of them. n s or ' . som1 e few years ago, un der the grinding 1ron. hand of on Y a . 1 raded and despondmg-naw bondagt>, •gnorant, ( e? ' ,,' free, feeling, and intellrgent. I am, &c. &c. LETTER IX. JAMAICA, Fluslting, L. I. Sixtlt mo1ltlt (June) 12th, 1840. MY DEAR FRIEND, 1 will now continue my diary. Third month (March) 9th.-At an early hour this morning, my friend Mahlon Day and myself drove out ten miles on the high road to Old Harbor, to Bravo Penn, a handsome villa, the seat of Alexander Bravo. He is a member of the Council, Custos of the parish of Clarendon, a large land owner, and once the holder of a thousand slaves. Great as his stake was in the old system, he was even then the firm friend of freedom, in the efficacy of which he felt great confidence; and afterwards, when all around him were talking of ruin, he set his apprentices to work to build the capital mansion in which he now resides. He is a married man, the father of a large young family. At his house we were met by our friend, Palmer, late of Surrey, and Ramsay, Custos of St. Catharine's. That confidence in the safety of freedom, which A. Bravo displayed by building his mansion during the apprenticeship, has been farth<'r manifested since em an- |