e difference; all are clad in male attire;
and oaths that men might shudder at, issue from lips born to breathe
words of sweetness. Yet these are to be--some are--the mothers of
England! But can we wonder at the hideous coarseness of their language
when we remember the savage rudeness of their lives? Naked to the waist,
an iron chain fastened to a belt of leather runs between their legs clad
in canvas trousers, while on hands and feet an English girl, for twelve,
sometimes for sixteen hours a-day, hauls and hurries tubs of coals up
subterranean roads, dark, precipitous, and plashy: circumstances that
seem to have escaped the notice of the Society for the Abolition of
Negro Slavery. Those worthy gentlemen too appear to have been singularly
unconscious of the sufferings of the little Trappers, which was
remarkable, as many of them were in their own employ.

See too these emerge from the bowels of the earth! Infants of four and
five years of age, many of them girls, pretty and still soft and timid;
entrusted with the fulfilment of most responsible duties, and the nature
of which entails on them the necessity of being the earliest to enter
the mine and the latest to leave it. Their labour indeed is not severe,
for that would be impossible, but it is passed in darkness and in
solitude. They endure that punishment which philosophical philanthropy
has invented for the direst criminals, and which those criminals deem
more terrible than the death for which it is substituted. Hour after
hour elapses, and all that reminds the infant Trappers of the world
they have quitted and that which they have joined, is the passage of the
coal-waggons for which they open the air-doors of the galleries, and on
keeping which doors constantly closed, except at this moment of passage,
the safety of the mine and the lives of the persons employed in it
entirely depend.

Sir Joshua, a man of genius and a courtly artist, struck by the seraphic
countenance of Lady Alice Gordon, when a child of very tender years,
painted the celestial visage in various attitudes on the same canvass,
and styled the group of heavenly faces--guardian angels!

We would say to some great master of the pencil, Mr Landseer or Mr Etty,
go thou to the little trappers and do likewise!

A small party of miners approached a house of more pretension than the
generality of the dwellings, and announcing its character by a very
flagrant sign of the Rising Sun. They entered it as men