FROM THE NEW YORK EVANGELIST.

THE SACRED SEAL.

SCENE SIXTH.

CHANNEL OF MOZAMBIQUE.-The storm and the slaver-An hour before daybreakDon Liugo-State of matters in the hold-Story of Loango and Almeda-The deckLincoln Gray.

I.

"Six hundred wretches-rather closely stowed!
Well may they say I bring a noble load.
How fast the rascals die; through all the night
I heard them, shrieking, on the waves alight!
Fierce, greedy Waves! ye chase our bark along,
As if ye would condemn, yet share the wrong,
When the poor slave, dragged from his stifled den,
With you finds refuge from his fellow-men!
Large sums were mine, if half the wasted bones
Cast to those billowy deeps, with oaths and groans,
Could yet, reclothed with sinews, flesh and breath,
Find other markets than thine own, O Death!
Reclothed! they shall be, in that final day,
When we shall meet a heavier doom than they!
Sebastian, ho! awake! our cargo thins,

Through these wild nights of tempests and of sins:
How stands the number now?"

"Just fifteen less-
That hold is one foul scene of wretchedness:
Bad food, bad water, neither room nor air-
The soul's stern curse, the laughter of despair!
You know the fiery chieftain? By his side
We bound the girl that was to be his bride.
She droops a little, but they say he keeps
His food for her, and fans her while she sleeps."
"You mean Loango, whose menacing eye
Speaks, as if all his irons thundered, Die!"
His heart defies the chain-it must be broke;
Then he will bend more gently to the yoke.
When the glad morn shall greet the swelling tide,
We'll crush his love, and check his sullen pride."
"Captain Liugo! O'er these boiling seas,
In fiercer days and gloomier nights than these,
Year after year, my hardened hand has fed
These fattened monsters with peculiar bread,
Fresh from our floating oven! Yet before,
Such weight as now, my spirit never bore.

Slow comes the light, Liugo-let me tell

The tale in which these strange forebodings dwell.

II.

"Far through yon sky, where equatorial plains
Stretch to the base of Afric's mountain chains,

Immortal Zeilah, on her golden throne,
Brilliant with love and beauty, reigned alone!
At length there came an Arab guest,-a Sheikh,
Whose soul delighted 'mid the stars to seek
Wide realms of thought and melodies of sound,
Such as in heavenly spheres alone are found;
Versed in all starry science, he believed
There was a spell, which never yet deceived,
Wrought in the motions of the orbs above,
Whose love was order, and whose order love.
For this he sought the vaults of ancient time;
For this he wandered in each varying clime;
Trod the Siberian barriers; on the hills

Of Syria stood exulting; by the rills
Of European mountains held his ear,
If thus, a silent listener, he might hear
Some soft vibration of that wondrous song,
In which the worlds of glory march along!
Struck by the gentleness of Zeilah's eye,
He laid awhile his dreamy science by,
And found, at last,'in calm domestic rest,
A spell as sweet-as mighty, in his breast.
There, by his side the fair Almeda grew,

Learned the wild wisdom which Almanzor knew;
On hoary cliffs, attended by her sire,
Her eagle-genius caught aerial fire,

Enraptured scanned those orbs of grandeur o'er,
And seemed amid their charioteers to soar!

III.

"Such were the scenes Loango oft surveyed,
A prince whom ten submissive tribes obeyed,
When with Almeda at Almanzor's side,
He read the stars, and won his gentle bride!
One cloudless night, when Zeilah with the rest,
Graced the rude cottage on the mountain's breast,
Far off, serenely pure, Almanzor saw

A star, that'owned some yet unfathomed law:
Fired with the sight, he fixed his flashing eye,
Called it by name, as if he sought reply;
Then, as if all the visions he had nursed
Forth from his lips in heavenly language burst,
He poured such music on the trembling air
As every breeze exulted e'en to bear!
Sudden as death, then burst a savage yell→
Cruel and keen the poisoned arrows fell;
Then rushing on, the foes, at first unseen,
Smote to the ground Almanzor and the Queen.
Loango fought, Almeda prayed, in vain—
Enough: in yon dark hold, by one strong chain
We hold them fast, dependent on our will!

Liugo! I've no heart to treat them ill!"

'Twas sad to see the proud Loango lashed

For fiends to mock the form his fetters gashed.
And still more sad, that gentle girl to see,

Trembling and shrinking 'mid their cruel glee!
Then as Liugo cheered his savage crew,

And laughed as insult to dishonor grew,

Loango wrung his agonizing chain

With strength shot wildly from his maddening brain! Burned, boiled, endured! until her fainting cry

Struck through each nerve unearthly energy:

Then did he teach his tyrants how to shrink

Where heads were thickest hurled each severed linkRushed to the gangway-bore Almeda there,

And stood, a lion roaring in his lair!

Down to the hold, my queen! our friends unbind,

Arm them with every weapon thou canst find,
And I will stretch that monster in his gore,
Who dares mock thee, or e'en Loango more!"
Down, lightning-like, the freed Almeda sprung,
Ten loosened giants off their fetters flung,
Stood by Loango's side, and there proclaimed
Their hearts unbroke, their vigor all untamed!
The sport, the torture, revelry and wrong,
Had fired Liugo and his crew so long,

That none had marked with what menacing force
A fierce dark vessel bore upon their course,
Until her first unsparing cannonade,

With sudden thunder, sterner music made!

V.

Then Don Liugo, fixed his daring eye
On the new foe, that drew contemptuous nigh:
"That ship, Sabastian, we can ne'er outrun-
Experienced pirates manage every gun!
One course is left-gird on the whetted knife,
Board her at once, and grapple, life for 'life!
Lower down the flag a little-now be still
As Death himself, when he prepares to kill!
Leap when I leap!" The silence, like a spell,
Clung until broken by Liugo's yell-
The ships had grappled: Don Liugo sprung,
Fierce as the famished wolf, his foes among.
Sebastian followed, and each sabre-stroke
Quenched the red life in sanguinary smoke!
And many a soul was hurried to his God,
While on that stranger deck the slavers trod!
Then, like a wild tornado, Lincoln rushed
Where round Liugo foaming torrents gushed.
"Shame on thy soul, foul wretch!" Liugo cried:
"Shame on thine own!" avenging Gray replied:
"Deem me no pirate! yet the pirate's name

Hath more than thine of grandeur, less of shame!
Know! 'tis the blade of justice smites thee dead"-
Liugo spoke not, for his quivering head,

Severed by one exterminating blow,
Lisped its galvanic oaths in blood below!

VI.

The rest fought madly, and that awful deck,
Piled up with bleeding limb and gushing neck,
At length they yielded; and Sebastian died,
Yet beckoned first the victor to his side-
Whispered a tale of sorrow and of dread,
Something of Zeilah and Almeda said,
Then, pointing to Loango, gasped for breath,
And sunk in all the hideousness of death!
The Afric chief on all the strife had gazed,
Hoping, rejoicing, trembling and amazed!
But when the Wanderer marked his noble form,
Gave him his hand, and welcome true and warm,
One gush of confidence-of living love,
Raised his large eyes in thankfulness above,
And one glad shout rang then from that foul hold,
Of Home-of Freedom-that like thunder rolled !

FOURTH OF JULY SERMONS.

MANY of our clerical friends preached effectively in behalf of Colonization, on the late Anniversary of our Nation's Independence. Many of those sermons are too good to be salted down for coming generations ;— they ought to be laid before the community of readers; they ought to be circulated every where. Sermons that will induce people to give their mony to benevolent objects in these hard times, ought to be kept in active employment.

We would, therefore, ask the favor of their authors to send them to us for publication in the Repository. If any wish not to send us a whole sermon, let them make such extracts as they think will be most useful.

AGENTS WANTED.

THE accounts we have received from the Colony of Liberia are so cheering, the success which has attended all the efforts we have made to raise funds the last few months is so great, and our wants are now so pressing, that we must enlist the services of some more agents. We have now but two or three in the field who give their whole time to it. We want to employ immediately ten more. We can assign them good ground to operate upon, and plenty of it; and we will allow them a liberal compensation.

Will not our exchange papers insert the above, in connexion with some of the best articles in our present and last numbers, and thus aid us in carrying on this great work. Let them give conspicuous place to something like this:

"The American Colonization Society wants immediately ten good agents to raise money for that Institution;" and they may greatly aid our

cause.

If any individual contemplates an agency, let him look over our receipts for the last few months, and he will see that money can be raised; and by a few moments meditation on the great operations and accomplishments of Colonization, he may be convinced that there is a field of usefulness open to him here, in which he can reap a harvest of rich reward.

REMIT WHAT YOU HAVE.

As we have heavy demands soon to meet, we will thank Agents, Clergymnen, Auxiliary Societies and others, having funds in their hands, to remit them to us as soon as possible. They can do it conveniently through their members of Congress.

THE SLAVE TRADE-COLONIZATION.

THE following is from "The Friend of Africa," published in London. It shows how the slave trade is carried on in the vicinity of Sierra Leone. We have often called public attention to this fact, as presenting one of the strongest proofs that the slave trade cannot be suppressed by any naval force, however strong, while the present plans of operations are pursued, An entirely different course must be taken by their men-of-war engaged in this work, and it must be prosecuted with entirely different motives, before any good will result from their presence on the coast of Africa :—

"THE SLAVE TRADE.-It is a melancholy, and, in some measure, a humiliating consideration, that no where along the coast of Africa does the slave trade flourish in more poisonous vigor than in the neighborhood of Sierra Leone.

"We have no intention at present to inquire into the causes of what the late Governor of the Colony (Governor DOHERTY) describes as an insolent defiance' of British authority; it is enough for our present purpose to call attention to the fact itself. We may surely learn from it the necessity of some improvement in the means which have hitherto been put in requisition for the suppression of this abominable traffic. In the following extract from a dispatch addressed by Sir JOHN JEREMIE to Lord JOHN RUSSELL, we find an important suggestion thrown out upon this head. The whole subject, indeed, deserves serious consideration.

“It is with much regret and some surprise that I find the immediate neighborhood of Sierra Leone the scene of a very extensive slave traffic. The general impression is, that owing to the shoals at the Bissagos, nothing but light steamers will satisfactorily drive away the slaver from the coasts between this and Gambia.'

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In another passage Sir JOHN JEREMIE anticipates an objection to which his proposal might be thought liable, and, we think, satisfactorily replies to it.

"As to the expense of maintaining them, (light steam vessels,) now that I have seen this harbor and anchorage, I am convinced, that by employing them, when not otherwise engaged, to tow merchant vessels in and out, they would nearly, if not fully, repay the charge of their maintenance, and the wages of the crews. At Mauritius a considerable item in the public revenue is collected by the assistance thus afforded to the merchantmen, and doubly acceptable would it be at Sierra Leone. Nor is this my idea only. It was originally mentioned to me by one of our most extensive Sierra Leone merchants settled in London, Mr. WEST.'"

One of the greatest benefits resulting from the planting of our Colony in Africa, is the influence which it exerts to suppress the slave trade. Whereever the territory is owned by the Colony, that trade is entirely prohibited; and one of the leading points in every treaty made by the Governor with the native chiefs, respects the suppression of that trade. In all cases they are required to abandon and discountenance the slave trade.

A different course has been pursued by the British. The "Friend of Africa" says, "we have been requested to call attention to the fact, that, notwithstanding the generally pleasing nature of the intelligence from the Gallinas, in one particular the treaty concluded with the chiefs is not satisfactory. It contains no article relative to the final abolition of the slave trade by the natives. This circumstance is more to be regretted, inasmuch