Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1851-08-30

"IIenry, my boy, you must read-you are
better reader than your iather-thank God,
that let you learn early"
The boy with cheerful readiness read,
The Lord is my Shepherd and the mother
gently stilled the noisy baby, 10 listen TO the
holy words. Then oil kneeled while the
father, with simple earnestness poured out
his soul TO God.
They had but just rsen--the words OF
Christian hope and trust scarce died on his
lips--when 10 the door was burst open, and
two men entered--and one of them advanc
ing, laid his hand on the fathers shoulder.
+" This is the fellow" said he.
"You ure arrested in the name of the u.
States" said the other.
Gentlemen, what is this ?" said the poor
man trembling
"Are you not the property oil MIR. Is. OF
Georgia z" said the officer.
Gentlemen, I've been free, hardwork-
ing man these ten years."
"Yes, but you are arrested on suit of Mr..
b., as his slave"
Shall we describe the leave-taking--the
sorrowing wiie--the dsmayed children
the tears-the anguish-that simple, honest,
kindly home, in a moment so desolated!-
Alb, ye who defend this because it is law
think for one hour, whnt if this that happens
to your poor brother should happen TO you!
Il was crowded courtroom, and the man
stood there TO be tried-for life Pho: but
for the life of liie--for liberty
Lawyers hurried TO and fro, buzzing, con-
sulting, bringing autborities-all anxiously
engaged-for what2--to save fellow-man
from bondage? No! anxious and Jealous,
lest he might escape full of zeal to deliver
him over TO slavery. The poor mans anx-
ious eyes follow vainly the busy course of
affairs, from which he dimly learns that he
is TO be sacrificed on the altar of the Union,
aud that his henrt-break, and anguish, and
the tears of his wife, and the desOlation of
his children, are in the eyes of these we'll
informed men only the bleat of sacrifice,
bound TO the glorious American altar :"
Again it is bright day, and business |
walks brisk in this market. Senator and |
statesman, the learned and patriotic are out |
his day, to give their countenance TO an edi- |
ying and impressive, and truly American |
'pectacle-the sale of man! As the pre-
iminaries of the scene are these dusky-
,rowed mothers, looking with sad eyes
While spectators are turning round their
children; looking at their teeth, and feeling
If their arms; poor old trembling woman,
lelpless, halfblind, whose last child is to be
old, holds on to her bright boy with tremb-
ing hands; husbands and wives--sisters
md friends-all soon TO be scattered like the
haf of the threshing-floor, look sadly on
ach other with poor natures last tears-and
mong them walk briskly, glib, oily politi-
ians, and thriving men of law, letters and
eligion, exceedingly sprightly and in good
prits, for why: il isn't they that are going
o 6e sold, it's only somebody else; and SO
hey nre very comfortable, and look on the ,
whole thing as quite a matter of course
as il is TO be conducted to-day,
valuable and judicious exhibition.
And now, after SO many hearts and souls
nave been knocked and thumped this way
and that way by the auctioneers hammer,
comes the Instructive part of the whole-and
lhe husband aud father whom we saw in his
simple home-reading and praying with his
and rejoicing in the JOY of his
poor ignorant heart that he lived in n free
is now set up to be admonished of
his mistake.
Now there is great excitement, and pres
sing to see, and exultation, and appreciation,
for it is important and interesting TO see
man put down that has tried to be free man.
"That's he is il? Couldn't come it, could |
he !" says one.
No, and he will never come il, that's |
more," says another, triumphantly.
81 don't generally take much interest in |
seems of this nature" says grave represen-
tative-" but come here to-day for the sake
of the principle"
Gentlemen" says the uctioneer-"we've
got specimen here that some of your Nor
thern abolitionists would give any price for
but they shan't have him No we've look
ed ont for that. The man that buys him
must give bonds never to sell him to go
North ngain!"
$50 IT." shout the crowd" good good
hurrahw "an impressive idea !" says Sena-
tor, "nobe maintaining of principlew "
and the man is bid off, and the hammer falls
with last crash OH his heart and hopes, and
manhood, and he lies bleeding wreck on
the altar of Liberty!
Such was the altar in l776-- such is the
altar in I950.-Euangelisi.
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