The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1845-02-20
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beiJav you can reach the Canada line
waere a,one VOC can dwell 10 safety. AnC
when yoo arrive al thai cold, Norlhet
chine, penniless aud ltlendless, your con
dlti04 wit be desolale in lhe eAtreme.-
50. il you die by the way, it viii be bet
tef ,han 10 live a. you live. Here is NY
cloak. Ii may help to keep you warm
as you sleep IN the woods these cold
nights. And every night will plead
with God OF ply and OF mercy, that he
may esssI you, my sis'er, TO escape -
The Revt Mr. Torrey, as he witnessed
such sceues as these, has had every fibre
OF his soul excited 10 intense emotiou.-
AID in such language has he smPrudeRt-
fy veu:ured to speak 10 these vlctlms OF
hopeless oppression. Aud for thus speak
ing, there ave rroiessed disciples OF Jesus
Christ who call him thief and slave
stealer.' And Americans. bonsling them
selves the lovers of liberty and justice,
tear him from his agonized wife and chill
dren. and immune him in dungeons with
the pirate and the murderer. And pro-
fessed Christians, who hope to stand at
Chrsl's right hand in the day OF judge
ment, saw, :hey have served him right
Who can wonder that our professions Of
attachment to liberty and religion are be-
coming stencil In the nostrlls of the civ.
ilized world
About two years ago, clergyman, in
the State Of Ohio, heard some one knock
at his door, late in the evening. There
stood colored man in rags, his cheeks
hollow with famine, and way.worn and
trembling with the fatgues of long trav"
el.
Can you give me mouthful of bread
says the poor man, Il am perishing with
hunger
Walk in' friend is the reply; who are
you and where are you fron2
i am escaping from slavery, and left AL
ALBANIA about four weeks ago. travel at
night, guided by the North star, and con-
zeal myself in the woods during the day.
| have lived upon berries and roots and
grasshoppers, and am now almost dead
A supper is Immediately prepared for
him, aud the clergyman AMI his wife sit
weeping at the fire side, as they listen
10 his long, long story of toll and wo.-
They bow together in family prayer. and
in voice inarliculate with emotions,
pravs:-'O, Heavenly Father bless. this
child of thine. and help him to escape
from wrong and outrage to which he has
for 80 many years been a victim. And
help US, o Godl to do to him as we would
that others should do 10 US, were we in
similar circumstances
They feed the famished tugitve-they
give him comfortable bed for The night.
the wife mends his tattered garb; and
nourshing him with food and sympathy
for another day, when evening eomes.and
the North star shines brightly in the clear
blue sky, he trembliugly hasens on his
dreary way. strengthened and comforted.
And the rusling of every leaf causes his
heart to quake, for fear it is the slave,hun.
ter behind him, ready 10 grasp his victim.
God bless the poor fugitive; and God be
praised that there are some hearts that
will feel for thee. and some hands that
will aid thee, though they do thus expose
themselves 10 fine, Imprisonment, mutila-
tion, and even death. The Rev. Mr. Tor.
rey has thus fell, and has thus imprDdent-
ly expressed his Christian brnevolence;
AMI for so doing there are men of n,eIi-
geoee, and who consider themselves his
brothers in Christ, who assai him as a
thief and SLAVE steaIer.' An impru-
dent love of liberty plunged La Fayette
into The Austrian dungeon at Olmutz. An
imprudent sympathy 70 the outraged In
ClapS, cheated and driven from the graves
of ,heir fathers, plunged Worcester and
Buler into the Sale prison ofthe Georgi.
aos. Aud 40 Imprndenl sympathy for he
poor slaves, has lmmured the Rev. Mr.
Torfey IN the gloomy prison of Maryland;
and there the exemplary and honored
Christian minister must lie for years, and
from exposure to bardshils to which he is
unaceustomed, perhaps die; wife and child.
ZEN weep scadng tears as they are thus
robbed OF he most uffectiouate, faithful,
md innocent husband aud father. And
yet many who have named the name
OF Christ, say, all is well !
Shortly after the instruction among he
slaves in Virginia, several years ago, a
gentleman happened to be travelling in
that State. The stage coach was filled
with passengers. and among the rest was
an officer in The United States Army, who
was called out TO assist n quelling The ia.
surrection. The conversation turned up>
on the scenes which occurred during that
short but bloody conflict. Said the offs
Ger,
'There was one stout, fine looking ne.
gro man, who was shot by ball through
the body; as he lay on the ground dying,
stood by his side. His countenance ex,
pressed much more than ordinary intelli.
gence, and said to him, Why did you
Join This lnsurrection2 You must have
knnnn hat he uhilea MAYA ton namorf.l