Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1851-05-10

rant; the Marshal served il in the night
Last Thursday night--whcn odious beasts of
prey, that dare not face the light of Heaven,
prowl through the woods-thcse rnfiians of
the law seized on their brother man. They
lie 10 the bystanders, and seize him on false
preience. There is their yictim--ihey hold
him fast. Can you understand his feelings?
Let us pass 10y that. Ills trialp Shall |
speak of that? Tie has been five days on
trial for more than life, aud has not seen u
Judge. A jury? No. Only Commission
err! Oh justice! Oh Republican America.
Is this the liberty of Massachusetts!
Where shall find parallel with men who
will do such deed; do it in Boston? viii
open the graves aud bring up the most hid
eous tyrants from the dead! Come, brood
of monsters let me bring you from the
deep damnation of the graves wherein your
hated memories continue for all time their
never ending rot. Come, birds of evil omen,
come, ravens, vululrcs, carrion crows, aud
see the spectacle come see the meeting of
congcnial souls! / will disturb, disquiet,
and bring up the greatest monsters of the
human racc Tremble not, women trcm-
bic not, children; trcmble not, mcn They
are all dead; they cannot harm you now
Come hither, llerod the wicked. Thou
that didst seek after that young child's life,
aud destroycdst the Innocenis Let me look
on thy face No go! Thou vert a Heath
en-! Go lie with the innocents thou hast
massacred. Thou art too good for this COM
pany
Come, Nero! Thou awful Roman En-
peror No-thou vast drunk with power;
schooled in Roman deprayity. Thou hadst,
hesides, the example of thy fanced gods.-
Go aud wait another day. | will seek n
worse man.
Come hither, St. Dominic! come Torque-
mnda fathers of the Inquisition! Merci-
less monsters, seek your equal here No;
pass by! You are 10 companion for such
men us these You were the servants of
ntheistic Popes and cruel Kings. Go to, and
get you gone. Another time | may have
work for yOu-not now; lie there and per-
severe TO rot. You are not yet quite wicked
enough for this comparison. Go, get ye
gone, lest the sun turn back at the sight of
ye.
George Jeflrics thy hands deep purple
with the blood of thy murdered iellow-men!
All, | know thee, awful aud accursed shade
Two hundred years after thy death men hate
thee still, and not without cause Let me
and be still, while | tell it to these men.
Brothers, George Jefiries began in the Sc
! dition line.' There was no act, however
bad, that hc would not resort 10, TO get on
lie was of bold aspect, and cared not for
the countennnce ofany man. lie became
the nvowed and unbluslling slave of the
court and the bitter prosecutor and unnp-
peasnblc enemy of the principles he had be-
fore supported 'Iie was universally inso-
lent aud ovcrbearing.' AS Judge, he did
not consider the dccencies of his post, nor
did lac so much as affect TO he impartial as
becume Judge lie was Commissioner
in 1876. You know of those bloody nssi-
zes' which he held, and now he sent to ex-
ecution three hundred and twenty persons
in single circuit. 'The whole country was
strewed with the heads aud limbs of his VIC
Tins Yet a man wrote that a little more
hemp might have been usefiIlly employed.'-
lie was the worst Of the English Judges
There was no measure, however illegal, TO
the execution of which he did not dev0tedly
and recklessly abandon himsclf' During
the Stuart reigns, England was cursed by
succession of ruiiians in ermine, who, for the
sake of Court favor, arrested the principles
Of law, the precepts of religion, and the du-
ties of humanity, hut they were all greatly
outstripped by Jefiiies.'
Such is his history.
Come, shade of Judicial butcher Two
hundred years thy name has been pilloried
in the face of the world, aud thy memory is
gibbelted before mankind Let us see how
thou wilt compare with those who kidnap
men in Boston. Go, seek companionship
with them! Go, claim thy kindred, it such
they be! Go, tell them that the memory of
the wicked shall rot-that there is God; an
Eternity, aye! and Judgment too! where
the slave may appeal for judgment against
him that made him slave, to Him that made
him a man. What dost thou shudder?-
Thou turn back These not thy kindred ,
Why dost thou turn pale-as when the crowd
clutched at thy life, in London street? 'I'is
true, George Jeilries, and these nre not thy
kin. Forgive the that should send thee ON
I such an errand, or bid thee seek companion
| ship with such-wiIh hunters of the slave !!
| Thou vert not base enough! II was great
bribe that tempted thee Again | say par
don me for sending thee to keep company
with such men! Thou only snote at men
accused of crime; not at men accused only
of their birth Thou wouldst not send men
into bondage for two pounds! / will not
rank thee with men who in Boston, for ten
dollars, would enslave a negro now
Rest still, Herod! Be quiet, Nero! Sleep,
ST. Dominic, and sleep, Torquemnda, in your
fiery Jail! Sleep, Jeflries, beneath the altar
of the church, which seeks, with Christiun
charity, to hide your hated bones!
Mr.. Parker thus concludes his discourse;
80 Boston, thou vert once the prayer and
pride of all New England men, aud holy
hands were laid in baptism on thy baby
brow Thou art dishonOred now; thou hast
taken TO thy arms the enemies Of men.--
Thou hast betrayed the slave; thy brothers
blood cries out against thee from the grounds.
Thou art a stealer of mankind. In thy bor-
ders for long years the Cradle Of Liberty has
been placed. The golden serpent of COM
merce has twined his snaky folds about il
all, md fascinated into sleep the child