The southern press., 1851-05-03
From As Dfdham Gaseiie.
THEODORE 'PARKER'S FAST-DAY

this sermon was preached at the Melodeon, In
Boston. The occasion and the preacher natur-
ally led us 10 expect an outpouring of indignant
and scaihing eloquence. refreshing TO those
whose spirits had been mortified and saddened
by the deeds Of inhuman depravlty and unutter-
able baseness, which have secured to Boston,
and portion Of the creatures which pollute its
soil, an Immortality of scorn and infamy. But
the effort Of Mr.. Parker surpassed even the
highest expectations. He has carved with in
slruments OF keener edge and harder metal, and
painted with bloodier and more terrible colors
than ever before. George T.. Curtis, the minion
and tool Of the shareholders, set up at midday
IN the blazing sun, with his naked flesh stuck
fall of poisoned arrows, and his vile blood ooz'
ing from every wound, writing amid the jeers
and taants Of an outraged popnlace, ready and
eager 10 tear him limb from limb, would not
present picture more terribly real and abhor-
-eni 10 the senses, than he does as he appears
in the following destroying and consuming sem
fences which we extract from this discourse
Could he exchange the sensations and heart OF
the kidna-per for the more civilized and human.
ized affections and dispositions OF the hyena. he
would gaze but moment In the mirror which Is
thus help up TO him, and then take himself for.
ever from the sight and execration Of mankind
The whole sermon IL published in the weekly
Commonwealth, and II contains matter and argu.
inent enough 10 convert everybody, worth con-
yerting. IN the Commonwealth The following
portrait viii answer both for Hallet and Curtis.
The memories Of these miscreants will be pre-.
served as long a. the sentiments Of detestation
and scorn shall occupy place in the human
breast
Last Thanksgiving day, said il would be
difficult 10 find q magistrate in Boston to take
the odiunrof sending fugitive back to slavery.
believed, after all, men. had some conscience,
although they talked about its being duty to
deliver up man TO bondage. Pardon me, my
country, that rated you too high Pardon me,
town OF Boston, that thought your citizens all
men. Pardon ule, lawyers, that thought you
had all been born Of mothers! Pardon me, ruff.
fans, who kill for hire | thought you had some
animal mercy left, even in your bosoms! Par
don me, United States commissioners, marshals,
and the like, thought you all had some
shame. Pardon me, my hearers, for such mis-
takes. One commissioner was found to furnish
the warrant! Pardon me, ] did not know that
he was a commissioner; If had, never should
have said it
Spirits Of tyrants, | look down to you! Shade
of Cain, thot great first murderer, forgive me
that forgot Your power, and did not remember
that you were parent of so long line And
YOU, my brethren, il hereafter tell you that
there is any limit Of meanness or wickedness
which YANKEE will not jump over, distrust me,
and remind me of this day, and will take it
back!
Let US look at the public conduct of any
who will send an innocent man
from Boston into slavery. would speak of all
men charitlbly for know how easy IL is to err,
yea to sin. can look charitably on thieves,
prowlinp about in darkness-on rumsellers,
whom poverty compels to crime--on harots,
who do the deed of shame that holy woman's
soul abhors and revolts; ] can pity the pirate
who scours the seas doing his tiendish crimes
he Is tempted, made desperate by a gradual
training in wickedness. The man born at the
South owning slaves who goes to Africa, and
sells adulterated rum in exchange for men to
sell at Cuba--I cannot understand the conscious
ness Of such nun; yet | can admit that by
birth aud by breeding he has become imbruted,
he knows no better. Nay, even that he may
perhaps Justify his conduct to himself say
think his sin Is not so dreadful rs that of CON-
missioner in Boston, who sends a man into
slavery. A man commits a murder, inhamed by
jealousy, goaded by desire Of great gain, excited
by fear, stung by malice, or poisoned by revenge,
and It's horrid thing But TO send man into
slavery Is worse than TO murder him. wonld
rather be slain than be enslaved. To do this
inhamed by no jealousy, goadcd by no desire Of
great pain--only ten dollars excited by no
fear, stung by no special malice, poisoned by no
revenge-I cannot comprehend that 10 any man,
not even in hyena beasts that rave for blood
do not kill for Killings sake, but TO- feed their
flesh. Forgive me, oh! We wolves and hyenas,
that bring you into such company. can only
understand II in d'ra!
When a man bred in Massachusetts,, whose
constitution declares that AL men are horn
fee and equal" within sight Of Faneuil Hall,
with all its sacred memories; within two hours
of Plymouth Rock within a single hoar Of
Concord and Lexington in sight Of Bunker
tIill-when he will do such deed, it seems TO
me that there is no life Of crime long enough 10
prepare a man for such pitch Of deprayity; ]
should think he must have been begotten IN sin,
and conceived in niquity, and been born "with
dogs head on his shoulders" that the concen-
tration Of the vlany Of a whole generation Of
scoundrels would hardly be enough TO fit a man
for deed like this
You know the story Of Sims. He crept on
board a Boston vessel at Savannah. Perhap,
he had heard Of Boston. nay, even Of Faneuil
Hall, Of the old Cradle Of Liberty, aud thought
this was christian town, at least human, and
hoped here TO enjoy the liberty ola man. When
the ship arrived here. his first words were
T" Are we up there r. lie was seized by man
who at the Courthouse boosted Of his cruelty
towards him, who held him by the hair. and kept
him down, seeking TO kidnap and carry him back
into slavery. lie escaped
But few weeks pass by, the man-siealers
are here the commissioner Issues biz warrant
the marshal served il in the night last Thurs
day nigbt--when odious beasts Of prey, that
dare not face the light Of heaven, prowl through
the woods-these ruiians Of the law seized on
their brother man. They lie 10 the bystander-,
and seize him on a false p-etence There l.
their victim-they hold him fast. Can you un.
derstnnd his feelings Let ne fass by that
His trial y Shall speak Of that lie has
been five days on trial for more than life. and
has not seen Judge! A jury! No. Only =
commissioner. Oh justice Oh republican
America Is this the liberty Of Massachusetts
Where shall find parallel with men who
will do such deed--do II In Bostoni will
open the graves, and bring up the most hideou.
tyrants from the. dead Come, brood 81 mon.
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