Somebody has to clean this mess up.

My mothers maydes when they did ſowe & ſpyñ they ſang ſometyme a ſong of the feld mowſe that forbicauſe her lyvelood was but thyñ Would nedes goo ſeke her townyſſh ſyſters howſe

So long as the African slave-trade lasted, the importation of slaves being presumably cheaper than breeding them, the industries run by slave labor were economically in much the same position as our own sweated trades […]

They say we are a scatter'd nation: I cannot tell, but we have scrambled up More wealth by far than those that brag of faith.