The Jamaica news is too painful and too shameful for
English- men to recount without bitterness. The slaughter seems to have been stayed on the 7th ult., but the previous twenty-eight days were days of unresisted carnage, uncontrolled passions and jocose brutality, when negroes who were to be hanged afterwards were beaten first, and the strokes of the cat were aggravated by the coarse insults of those who applied it. If any one will read through the special correspondence of the Jamaica Standard from Morant Bay, he will feel that Macaulay's "days never to be recalled without a blush" have come again. The accounts of the exploits of the troops are just like the accounts of sportsmen popping away at pheasants in a preserve, and when, after a month of it, on the 7th ult., the new pit dug at Morant Bay for negro bodies was filled up without any, the general opinion of the disappointed English settlers is reported by this Jamaica Standard reporter as a universal verdict of "too soon," in which he himself_ heartily concurred. The executions were estimated at 2,000, and even that estimate does not appear to include the rebels shot by the troops before capture.
