Henry Bibb

We are seldom wilhout a subject or nn object of nnti-slavery inerest, and never without a will to use a subject in ihe most efficiënt manner to further the ultímate object in view ; consequently, eldom a week passes, during the winter scnson at least, that the anti-slavory pole is not thrust into the pro-slavery cage to set the beasts a growling and snarling. Last week Henry Bibb, a fugitivo from Kentucky, addressed crowded audiences in Old Faeuil Hall two successive evenings, and gave a thnlling account of his experience of the tender merries of the 'peculiar institulion.' The audience was composed, so far as I could judge, principally of those who have earned no title to the name of abolitionists. He evidently made a decided hit, and held the audience quiet for near three hours each evening. It was clear that they strongly sympathized with him and his subject, and would most willingly listen to him night after night. His twó evenings did not suffice to finish his narrative, and he will probably have one or two meetings more ; he is a pleasing and fluent speaker, and a man of very fair