Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1852-06-10
letter from CassiNs NJ. Clay.

The following letter from CAssIUs NJ. CLAY
was addressed to the Anti Slavery Convention
recently held in Cincinnati.
Dear Sir 81 received, sometime since, your
favor, inviting me to attend the Antl-SIavery
Convention, in Cincinnati, and address the
Convention.
regret, very much, that my engagements
will not allow me the pleasure and the honor
proposed
| do notflatter myself, however. that you will
lose much by my absence, and my views
upon the slavery question have been so often
repeated in Cincinnati that repetition would
hardly be desirable.
Allow me, however, to say that my heart is
with you. care not about ultraism What is
more ultra than that, in a protested republic,
near three and half millions of men have no
legal rights The father no right to the son or
daughter The husband no right to the wife
and the maid no right TO retain her chastity -
The native of the soil no country or home, and
and Christians no right to the Bible! In word,
when life, liberty, and the pursuit Of happiness,
belongs not to the mans self, but to his tyrant!
Now who can talk patiently Of such Christianity
and Republicanism as these ? 1t is time for ul-
traism-it is time for fanaticism
1t has always, in all times, been the policy Of
tyrants to degrade the oppressed, and the
Americans have not been slow in following the
same course. All men are born free and equal,
but black men! Christ died for all men-but
negro men, Your supple hinge kneed politc-
ian, and your cantng knave of the black gown,
have in all times been found in close fellowship.
Your Websters and your Dickinsons have al
ways their Deweys and Stewards hardly
know at times, whether to laugh or cry. Tine
great Southern moralist thinks it were "better
to lose his soul in hens than to say augh against
the patrarchal inst tuition But poor Dewey
nature never made him a sublime villain like his
Southern friend! He could send his father or
brother back into slavery-but not " his mother"
Indeed then there is a lower deep into which
our leading clergy dare not descend This ar
CUES well for the good time coming"
L said, years ago, that the time was coming
when black gown would be Kissed in the
streets by the boys, unless they give up their
lying defences of slavery. ! had not myself ex-
pected to live to see the magnates of the church
thus soon shrivelled under the burning contempt
Of the manly hearted men of the world.
Let US take heart Webster-th the godlike-
is dead in Massachusetts, and even the South
distrusts him Henry Clay Gays Webster won't
do Henry Clay and Daniel Webster have al
ways pulled together Who should know Dan
lei better than cod Harry" Thus are the
friends of the great " COMPROMISED" comp, Omised
Shall we laugh or cry? But not so Justice.
." compromised" So was it in the beginning
fig leaves were sewed together, and they cried,
we shall be ashamed no more But alas no
Some wit has it that the Union, like poor
mortals, needs eternal salvation Oh, Webster I!
Oh, Cass Oh, Clay are we saved or not? If
these men are the champions of liberty, they are
in the predicament of good Launcelot Gobbo,-
Certainly my conscience will enable me 10
run from this Jew, my master. The fend is at
my elbow, and tempts me, Gobbo, Launceot
Gobbo, good LauRcelot Gobbo, use your legs,
take the start, run away My conscience says,
no; take heed, honest Launcelot; take heed
honest Gobbo do not run-scorn running with
thy heels, Rouse up brave mind, says the
hend, and run. Well, my conscience hanging
about the niche Of my heart, says very wisely to
me, my honest friend Launcelot being an hon
est mans son, bulge not, Bulge, says the
memo bulge not say my conscience. Con.