Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1851-08-02
Letter from Z. A. Lukens.


backs on Boston for the last time, after dav
that l shall always remember as one of the han
piest Of my life, as beautiful as a cloudless sky.
pure air and delicious breezcs could mako it.
l took it as good omen that my visit ended in
such flood of beauty and harmony. A last
visit to the State House, and to Sunderlands, q
last walk on the great Common, where all liy-
ing things seem to rcvol in the glorious sun
shine and shade.
Here sits China-man newly imported,
whose singular dress, complexion and manner,
have drawn a crowd of curious children from
their frolics to gaze in silent wonder and admi-
ration. He seems to be gentleman Of the first
class, as handsome as an Apollo, with features
as fine and pure rs antique stotuary, with a
countenanco very open, intelligent and clear,
while was stupid enough to imagine that the
Chinese were all stupid and brutal in appear-
ancc, and delighted in nothing but smoking
opium.
lie seemed to be opening soul and heart to
the beautiful scene around him, and to regard
with supreme indifference, the scrutiny Of the
crowd, as well as the loud praises of an apple
woman, whose heart he had touched by giving
her large piece of money for half dozen ap-
pies, and refusing to take any change.
All is life and joy,-even the disconsolato Or
gan grinders, who always have my warmest
sympathy, managed to catch little inspiration,
and play in such q manner as to make the
crowd of children and loafers, vibrato between
them and the China-man.
As grand finale to this day of cnjoymcnts,
went in the evening with our well-belovcd
Garrison, to hear the divine Jenny who gave
her last concert in Boston that night. 1t was
opened by the orchestra alone, under the direc-
ton of that prince of managers, ]. L. Benedict.
Belletti, who accompanied her on the CONT
nent, and still continues in her train, is a noble
Italian and next to Jenny is perhaps the great
est singer known. lie has q rich, powerful
voice, which supplies her deficiencies of pas
sion and pathos, and so far as lean judge equals
her in the perfect, and chaste rendering of his
part. lie sang first, then Aoated in a lovely
sylph-like figure, light as q cloud, white and
pure as lily in appearance, tranquil and grace
ful as a swan, to sing the aria of al k,loto that
my redeemer iireth," from Handel's Immortal
Messiah; and away up to the clouds flew her
wonderful voice, like wild strange bird or
spirit, and longed to have some one hold her,
lest she should disappear with the last strain so
bowildcring and supernatural it all seemed
She sang as if it was an act of divine worship,
and yet without any fire or pothos. The high
est point of power is repose, perhaps Jenny has
reached it. She seemed to me like q pupil of
Parpora whose religion and soul were "aV,"
and who talked about singing a" conseieatiously."
have no judgement in the matter, but the
voice Of all the world proclaims her the greatest
artist in the world, the most chastc and con-
scientious singer, (for Parporas word applies
exactly to herr and thought of her as q Con-
suelo in reality, so far as art is concerned. 1
came away stunned and overwhelmed by this
storm of harmony, hardly knowing whether it
had made me happy or only bewildercd me
and all night long, an angel resembling Jenny
with the addition of pair of glimmoring wings,
sang to me until begged her to desist, for my
breath and senses were leaving me.
Next morning came the parting with our dear
kind friends the Garrisons, who had received
me into their family, and treated mo as ono of
themselves, surrounding me with an atmos-
pherc of freedom, warmth, kindness and repose,
that travellers do not often expect to find in ci-
ties, and among strangers. 1 should think it
well for those who only know Garrison as the
editor of the Liberator, to make themselves ac-
quainted with his private character, if it is in
their power, to see him as friend, a husband
and father, and learn that the stern unyielding
rebuker of wrong, the one who has so often cast
beautiful friendships from him, when they stood
in the way of his faithfulness to truth, is the
truest, most loving, gentle and unsclfsh of
friends and that he who by tho common voice
has had for years the place of leader assigned
him, appears as the humblcst, simplest and
most unprctending of followers.
Yours,
L. A. LUKENS.
P.S. There were some blunders of my own
or yours, in my last letter, as in all the others,
but one only think worthy of correction, as it
will appear strange to some persons, that 1
should call the afternoon at Mt. Auburn " lone
ly," instead of "lorely,' when Garrison, Thomp-
son, &c., were of our company. E.A.L.
!
PARKER PMLsBURY.-We have received q
letter from this eloquent advocate of freedom,
stating that he will be in CLEVELAND on
Sunday the 18th, inst. Win the friends make
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