The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1839-07-20

classes in the nation. Liberty has faded away in
their minds into lifeless abstraction. The re-
public has lost its " vital principle" Republican
ism is dead. 1t has persisted in the hot and Siroc-
co breath of slavery. We have to this fact, what
Pinkney lacked in his sagacous visions of the flu
ture, " the evidence of our senses" Where
among us do we discover any vestigcs of vitality
in this young republic, that aoas, and whose forms
still stand before our eyes Who among us 7soac
thinks that reverence for liberty or even a de-
cent respect for it, patient endurance of its APP
peals, is essential to republicansm? On whom
amidst our Congress full of patriots, has the free
mantle of Maryland Pinkncy fallen? In the
whole South on no one. Thomas Morris of the
Senate has been dashed by the cart whip of the
" peculiar institution" into sort of political slave
insurrecton--for Morris we believe is not yet a
technical aboitionst.' Slade and Adams oil the
House have made some demonstrations olilDerty'
But Slade is strongly urged on by the Green
Mountain democracy sequestered Where II IS IN
some of the verdant glens of Vermont above slave
ny high water mark Adams has been forced M
to defence of the abstract right oil petition by a
press of personal circumstances-by personal ex-
perience ofthe daring insolence Of the slave sys-
tenn, which is bold TO light down on the back Of CO.
2,yesdeQcg itselfif it come from non-slaye region
Siade is no "technica aboltonist" we understand,
Vermonter though he be, And Adams had to
mitigate his assertion of the old right of petition
by his preposterous salvo that he is against the
immediate termination of slavery in the national
district.
Clay asks the presidency, because he rereren-
ceS sLAvERY-and not liberty. Van Buren, gets
it again because he has deeper show of rever-
ence than his southern rival. And in this theory
the willy politician s'no doubt in earnest. His awe
and homage for slavery are no pretence What
ever other seeming he may put on, there is no
seems" here.
And Webster sits mute and toungue-bound, |
while liberty is murdered and mangled around him.
Loud as the tempest in defence of the colossal
immaterialities of party, he is hush fear
hush as DEATH while fair freedom is covcn down
by assassns before his face. Slavery has breath
ed its death damp upon his mighty northern spirit.
Oh they are all subdued and subjugated to the
system.
Go to the stern old Bunker Hill city of Boston
and how little is left Of the spirit of revolution
airy independence there. How deserted is it Of
enthusiasm for liberty. That home of the old
ma. nes of Otis and Adams-the Warrens, the
Hancocks and the Quincys. The press, the pull
pit the bar, the noble art of healing-which once
had its anti-slavery Rushes in the land-now all
chop-fallen, dumb or insultngly vassal in spirit
Old Faneul Hall echoes to no cry but the cry of
good fat beef along the butchers stalls of its base
ment and foundation. Boston goes to Faneu
Hall now to get something for dinner, instead of
gathering there as of old to catch the inspirations
Of liberty.
The pride of the Boston bar-the Masons, the
Fletchers, the Choates-as undisurbed as their
cold dwellings at the loud cry of humanity. Deaf
and insensibe to the glorious movements for lib
erty as those rows of towering abodes that frown
in iron trimmed brick and granite down upon the
green and embowered common. The surgeon
Warrens-with nothing ant-slavery remaining
but the namc.-Staute &C nominaS un1bra"-aristo-
cratic beyond the utmost reach of ant-slavery
truth--so high up that the wall of the slave can
never mount to their lofty hearing. The Blag-
dens, the Winslows, the Frohinghams and the
Malcolms-cod, repusive and gloomy, as their
sombre Bowdoin street temples. The proud gates
of their Park streets and their St. Paus barred
against antisiavery as mpassably as Beacon steeet
etiquette bars the raggedest pebian from the TIRES
hold of its good society, as the granite Of State
street bars the intruder from entering to NEEDLE
with the " treasures there laid up earth" But
humanity finds it an advocate in the obscure and
narrow precints of Nassau Court and room
for its coverings in the Chardon Street Chapel
Honored places Your obscurity will one day be
rgottcn.-Hcrazd Of Freedone.
Ministers of the Gospel.
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