Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1845-01-03

me so miserable that at times can neither eat
nor sleep"
James having now finished the fire, left the
room, and there was one who, in his weakness,
sat down and wept, and prayed for that poor
brother, Who is probably now in the fields of the
South, toiling hopeless slave, till death shall
release him from hbgFoe. Now, suppose he
had said to him, "Jahes, the North star will
guide you to freedom. Here are five dollars.
May God bless you in your endeavors to regain
those rights of which you have so long been de-
frauded" The Rev. Mr. Torrey, in the fitness
of sympathizing heart has said this and for
thus doing to his brother as he would that his
brother should do to him, protested Christians
are calling him "thef," and "slave-stealer,
and he is torn from his home of prayer, from his
wife and children, and lies chained in the dun
geons of an American prison. But there is an
eye that witnesses this scene, and there is an hour
of terrible retribution Fastening on.
When travelling some years ago, at the South
gentleman, who was a professor of religion, in
formed the writer that young slave, of fine per-
sona appearance, and about eighteen years of
OF INC SAME church Wltll Hill
self, complained to him, with tears of anguish,
that she was compelled to be the concubine of
her masters son, dissolute fellow, whose har-
EN- consisted of all the young females on the
plantation. And here this poor Christian girl,
perhaps the sister Of the wretch, calling himself
Southern gentleman, who was thus abusing her,
was compelled to submit to his outrages. If she
raised hand of resistance, or uttered a cry of
remonstrance, there was no power on earth to
rescue her, in. those lonely fields, from the most
merciless revenge.
Suppose this gentleman had said to her, "My
Christian sister, my heart bleeds for you. You
must seek refuge in flight You must traverse
many weary mile, i'll cold, and hunger and ex-
haustion, before you can reach the Canada line,
where alone you can dwell in safety. And when
you arrive at that cold Northern cline, penniless
and friendless, your condition will be desoate in
the extreme But if you die by the way, it will
be better than to live as you now live. Here is
my cloak. 1t may help to keep you warm, as
you sleep in the woods, these cold nights And
every night will plead with God of pity and
of mercy that he may assist you, my sister, to
escape" The Rev. Mr. Torey as he witness
ed such scenes as these has had every fibre of
his soul excited to intense emotion And in
such language has he imprudently ventured to
r speak to these victims of hopeless OPPRESSION
And for thus speaking, there are protested dis
cipIes of Jesus Christ who call him a " thief, "
and "slave-stealer." And Americans, boast
Al, e
tear him from his agonizing wife and children,
and immure him in dungeons with the pirate
and the murderer And protested Christians
who hope to stand at Christ's right hand in the
day of judgment, cay, 'they have served him
right" Who can wonder that our professions
Of attachment to liberty and religion are becom-
ing stencil in the nostrils of the civilized
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 checks hollow with famine, and way
worn and trembling with the fatigue of long
/ travel,
"Can you give me mouthlul of bread, says
the poor man, 81 am perishing with hunger"
"Walk in friend, is the reply "who are you
and where are you from 2"
], 81 am escaping from slavery, and left Ala
! bama about four weeks ago. travel at night,
guided blythe North Star, and conceal 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 and
the clergyman and his wife sit weeping at the
fire side, as they listen to his long, long story o.
toll and woe They bow together in Mmil!
prayer and the clergyman, in voice narticu
2 late with emotion prays: 90, Heavenly Father
bless this child of thine, and help him to escape
= from that wrong and outrage to which he has
D for SO many years, been victim. And help us
1 o God to do to him as we would that Others
= should do to us, were we in similar circum
t stances"
S They feed the famished fugitive, they give hin
t comfortable bed for the night The wife mend
q, his tattered garb; and nourishing him with foot
h and sympathy for another day, when evening
h comes and the North star shines brightly in The
S clear blue sky, he tremblingly hastens on hi
d dreary way, strengthened and comforted. AnC
It the rustling of every leaf causes his heart t.
S quake, for fear that it is the save-hunter behint
o him, ready to grasp his victim. God bless tn,
n poor fugitive and God be praised that Their,
are some hearts that will feel for thee and some
l. hand sthat will aid thee, if they do thus expose
h themselves to fine, Imprisonment, mutiaton anc
y even death. The Rev. Mr. Torey has thus felt
and has thus Importantly expressed his Christian
a benevolence, and for so doing there are men 0
A intelligence, and who consider themselves hi
t. brothers in Christ, who assa him as "thief,'
lie and a "save-stealer." An imprudent love 0
l. liberty plunged La Fayette into the Austrian
dungeon at Olmutz. An imprudent sympath
for the outraged Indians, cheated and driven from
ut the graves oftheir fathers, plunged Worceste
Ii and Butler into the State prison of the Georgi
ans. And an mprudent expressions of sympath