Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1846-01-30
SALEM o., FRIDAY. JANUARY 80, 1916.

that between equality Of social condition
and equality of political rights. Suppose he
were to meet in the street a live Yankee, a
Sucker from Indiana, a Corn-Cracker from
kentucky, or even a poor drunken vagabond.
lie might not prefer such men for associates,
but would he therefore knock them downand
rob them! Would he deprive them of all po-
litical rights because he did not choose them
for his compartment No-ifhe did not want
10 associate with them he would let them pass
by in peace; but he would say to them, You
shall be permitted to have a voice in making
and administering the laws by which you are !
to be governed (Great applause.) He had
enjoyed the privilege of taking Webster and
Adams and Everett by the hand. and he did
not feel that those men were degraded be-
cause they came from a State where the col
ored man was allowed the Right of Suffrage.
o no! And if Unfortunately, the Union were
to be severed into fragments by the struggle
between Slavery and Freedom, to what quar-
ter could he turn for safety, and where would
the principles of Liberty be longest preserv-
ed but in the land of Bunker Hill and Lex
ington, where Justice is not outraged by "A
denial to the Blacks of their political rights!'
The speaker continued for about two hours
to address an audience of between three and
four thousand persons who had assembled in
the Broadway Tabernacle, the largest room in
New York City.
He concluded his speech as follows:-
As for myself. though the cause has appar-
emily gone against me, and the Liberty Of
Speech and of the Press, and the Right OF
Habeas Corpus have been struck down in
my person, I'm RESOLVED NOT TO GIVE Up |
may indeed be an enthusiast. Webster,
Clay, Calhoun, may better comprehend the
destiny of this Republic than /; but | cannot
but give utterance to the conceptions of my
w mind.
When | look upon the special developments
of European Civilization-when | contem-
plate the growing freedom of the Cities, and
the Middle Class which had sprung up be-
tween the pretenders to Divine rule on the one
hand and the abject serf on the other-when
| consider tn. Reformation and the Invention
of the Press--and then see on the Southern
shore of the Continent, an humble individual,
amidst untold difficulties and repeated de-
ieats, pursuing the mysterious suggestions
which the mighty deep poured increasingly
upon his troubled spirit, till at last with great
and irrepressible energy of soul, he discover
ed that there lay in the far Western Ocean a
Continent open for the infusion of those ele-
mentary principles of liberty which were
dwarfed in European soil, l have conceived
that the hand of Destiny was there.
When | saw the immigration OF the Pill
grims from the chalky shores of England-in
the night fleeing from their native home-so
dramatically and ably pictured by MIR. Web
ster in his celebrated oration-when father
mother, brother, wife, sister, lover, were all
lost, by those melancholy wanderers, 'sti-
fling in the language Of one who is immortal
in the conception, the mighty hunger of the
heart and landing amidst cold and poverty
and death upon the rude Rock Of Plymouth
i have ventured 10 think that the will of
Deity was there!
When ! have remembered the Revolution
of '16-the seven years war-three millions
of men standing in arms against the most
powerful nation Of history, and vindicating
their independence-I have thought that their
suiierings and death were not in vain! When
| have gone and seen the forsaken hearth
stone, looked in upon the battle field, upon
the dying and the dead-heard the agonizing
cry, "Water, for sake of God! water"-seen
the dissolution Of this being-pale lips press
ing in death the yet loved images of wife,
sister, lover-I will not deem all these in
vain! ! cannot regard this great Continent,
reaching from the Atlantic to the far Pacific,
and from the st. Johus to the Rio del Norte,
a Slave Empire, a Barbarian people Of third
rate civilization!
Like the Roman who looked back upon
the glory of his ancestors, in great woe ex-
claiming,
"Great S%cipio's ghost complains that we are
slow,
And Pompey's shade walks unavenged a.
mong u.s.
the great dead hover around me-LAwRENcE
Don't give up the ship'-HENRY, "Give
me liberty or give me death."--ADAMs Sur
vive or perish, | am for the Declaration''-
ALLEN, In the nam of the Living God |
come!''
Come, then, thou ETERNAL! who dwellest
not in temples made with hands, but who, in
the City's crowd or by the far forest stream,
revealest thyselfto the earnest seeker after the
True and the Right inspire our hearts; give
us undying courage to pursue the promptings
of our spirit; and whether we shall be called
in the shade OF life to look upon sweet, and
lovely faces as now--or, shut in by sorrow
and nigh, horrid visages shall gloom upon
us in our dying hour--0h! my country! may
est thou get be free.
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