circumstances, would have been deemed indispensable.
I thanked them for the moral beauty of their conduct, bore witness that an appeal to conscience had
never failed, and told them of my happiness in having
the faith thus confirmed that young persons can be
best guided by addressing their highest nature. I
assured them of my true friendship, proved by my
never having cajoled or caressed them into good. All
my influence over them was rooted in reality; I had
never softened nor palliated their faulte. I had appealed, not to their weakness, but to their strength.
I had offered to them always the loftiest motives, and
had made every other end subservient to that of
spiritual growth. With a heart-felt blessing I dismissed them."
In those days appeared Miss Martineau's book on America, of which we may say that its sharply critical tone stirred the national consciousness, and brought freshly into consideration the question of negro slavery, the discussion of which had been by common consent banished from "good" society in the United States. Miss Martineau dared to reprobate this institution in uncompromising language, and, while showing much appreciation of the natural beauties of the country, was generally thought to have done injustice to its moral and social characteristics.
While Margaret regarded with indignation the angry abuse with which her friend's book was greeted on this side of the Atlantic, she felt obliged to express to her the disappointment which she herself had felt on reading it. She acknowledge that the work has been "garbled, misrepresented, scandalousty ill-treated." Yet she speaks of herself as one of those who seeing
