"’Oh, master, I work, I work,’ protested the girl to John. "’Shut up! you—’ began the overseer. "’Yes, I know you work,’ said John to the girl; and he turned to the man, ’and I know—everybody knows—what your purpose is, you fiend! My God, it is crime enough for such as you to own the bodies of women without your tearing their souls!’ "’Get off my land, damn you!’ ordered the overseer; and then, as if to show his contempt for Hayward and Whitaker, he turned again to begin flogging the cowering girl, saying: ’She’s my property, and the law gives me the right to make her obey!’ "’Stop!’ thundered John, laying his hand on his pistol as the slave-driver raised his arm to strike. ’You son of hell! The man who puts the weight of his hand on a woman, even his wife, to make her obey his passions, deserves to die!’ "Whitaker said it was all over before he could slide from his horse. The overseer struck the girl a vicious cut as John was speaking, and his whip was descending again when John’s pistol flashed and the brute dropped to the floor with a ball through his brain...." [Illustration: "HIS WHIP WAS DESCENDING AGAIN WHEN JOHN’S PISTOL FLASHED."] "That was why my State lost John Hayward," the Senator continued after a pause. "It was seen at once that he must not come to trial. While the plea of self-defence can always be set up, the fact that John had killed the overseer in his own house and after being ordered out, would have made the law quite too risky. But beyond that it would have been necessary, in order that the jury’s sympathy might override the law, to make such a presentation of the proper limitations, and the abuses and horrors, of slave management as would be clearly inimical, if not actually dangerous, to public order and safety.