Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1846-06-04

was charged with aiding the escape of John
Webb and his two children from Winchester Va
The circumstances are substantially these, as
detailed in the Boston Daily Chronotype of the
10Th inst
Emily Webb was born slave her husband
John Webb was the property of Bushrod Taylor
of Winchester. Emily herself was born both
the slave and daughter of a Virginia gentleman
by the name of Carr, who treated her kindly
and delivered her over to her white brother
He designed to elnancipate her. but dying in
temperate, yielded to evil counsel and she be-
came the slave of DR.. Renke. This chival-
rous gentleman allowed her a cottage to herself
and liberty to do what she pleased provided she
delivered to him her children free Of charge for
nurture at the age of ten. She lived, had IL
children, of whom died in infancy and the rest
went to her master on the above condition. En-
lily earned money and purchased her own liberty.
1t was her intention to purchase that Of her fam
lily; but the owner would not wait 1t was his
plan to sell them as soon as they were mdrketa-
BILE. Two fled from him and took their Liberty.
Two were sold to the soul-drvers at a tender
age, and both the father and mother labored in
vain to rescue them As the last act, the father,
who lad been permitted by his master to visit
them at Charlestown, Va, crept into the jail
yard, and awakening them hauled out the young
est through the CRATE of the window. The older
was too much grown to follow "We must 60, "
said the father and leave poor George to be sold,
" No." said the little boy, g. will go back and
be sold with him." And he crept back through
the CRATE and they were sent to the south
Emily it seems contrived to get the youngest
children out of the possession of Renke into
that of Taylor who owned the father 1t was
her plan TO raise money to purchase them all.
But Taylor was impatient at the sowness Of the
operation and was about to sell them all and it
was at this time that the heroic mother--with
Virgnas "best blood" in her veins, interested
Torey to interfere. One night John Webb
with his youngest child in his arms and another
at his side left the patriarchal roof of Bushrod
Taylor and Torrey met them with team and We
hcle and helped them on their way to freedom
This is the foundation of that charge for which
proud Virginia will now have to bring her requi-
sitlon in the court of heaven, to get hold of the
fugitive from her justice!
As to Heckrotte's slaves, the ground of the
Maryland prosecution, Torrey never saw them
till they were 20 miles from Baltimore. He had
not the slightest hand in enticing them from thei
masters, and might at any time have cleared him.
self by giving up the name of the perpetrator Of
that deed, which he honorably refused to do. II
was at the instance of a most respectable lady Of
Baltimore, who planned their escape and could
get no else to assist in it, that he consented
to drive the carriage whicl took them out of the
state of bondage.
The body of this heroic and generous man.
was placed before the services IN the basement
of the Temple, where it was visited by thousands
The colored citizens of Boston wept over it witt
heartfelt sorrow
Some seven years ago we saw Charles t. Tor
rey for the first time. His wife was leaning oil
his ARM young, loving and beautiful, the hear
that saw them blessed them. Since that time
we have known him as a most energetic anC
Jealous advocate of the anti-slavery cause. III
had fine talents, improved by learning and OBJ
, servation clear, intensely active intellect; ant
a heart full of sympathy and genial humanity
1t was with strange and bitter feelings that W
bent over his coffin and looked upon his still
face The pity which we had felt for him il
his long sufferings, gave place 10 Indignation a
gainst his murderers. Hateful beyond power o
= expression, seemed the tyranny which had muir
dered him with the slow torture of the dungeon
May God forgive US, if for the moment we fel
like grasping His dread prerogatiye of vengeance
As we passed out of the Hall, friend graspe,
our hand hard, his eye flashing through its tear
with stern reflection of our own emotions
while he whispered through his pressed lips
" 1t is enough to turn every anti-saveIy hear
into steel !" Our blood boiled; we Ionged tt
see the wicked apologists of slavery-the bias
phemous defenders of it in church and state
led up to the coffin of our murdered brother; ant
there made to feel that their hands had aided il
rivcttng the chain on those still limbs and il
shutting out from those cold lips the free breatl
Of Heaven.
A long procession followed his remains t.
their resting-pace at Mt. Auburn A monumen
W Hlo uICIlOly Will NC idloCu III CGuiGlCly
in the midst of the green beauty of the scener.
which he loved in fe,--and side by side witt
the honored dead of Massachusetts,. Thithe
let the friends of humanity goto gather fresf
strength from the memory of the martyr. There
let the Shareholder stand aud as he reads tht
record of the enduring marble, commune will
his own heart, and feel that sorrow which work
eth repentance.
The Young, the Beautiful, the Brave The il
safe now from the malice Of his enemies Moth
ing can harm him more. His work for the poo
and helpless was well and nobly DONE In thu
wild woods of Canada, around many happ,
f ireside and holy family altar his name is on tn,
lips of Gods poor. He put his soul in the
souls stead he gave his life for those who hat
no claim upon his love save that of human broth
erhood. How poor, how pitiful and paltry seen
our own abors How small and mean our tri
ais and sacrifices MAY the spirit Of the deat
ho vyith re and init, haarte him