Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-02-28
7 II L B U G L E .
From the Libcrator.
Elizabeth NJ. Chandler.
IlAzLEnANK, RAIsIN, Mich,
January 81, 1852.

DEAR GARRIsoN:
The memory Of those who loved you and
sympathised with you in your incipient efforts
in behalf of the American slave, and were
true to the end, must be dear to you. OF
these none had deeper or more abiding
sympathy ,hnn T.. NJ. CHANDLER.
am now at her brothers., Thomas Chan |
der, at his residence, in Michigan, a pleas |
ant place on the river Roisin, which she was
wont TO call lIazlebnnk. She came here |
with her brother in 1890, when it was a new |
country here lived with him in log cabin
here died in 1884 and here her earthly tab
ernacle was deposited in the earth. on a
pleasant rise of ground, which see from my
window, which was at that time covered
with pleasant shrubbery, aud which she her.
self chose as her restng-placc.
have been looking over her writing desk,
her correspondence, her manuscripts, her
scraps Of poetry, written on slips of paper,
in pencil marks her keepsakcs, received
from England and other poces-all of which
remain as she left them, seventeen years ago.
She died in the very noon of an active, use
fnl life in behalf of the poor aud outcast
slave, aged twenty.six. She did, indeed,
do much in little time. Her heart and
soul were MS deeply moved by the wrongs of
the slave, in 1896 1880 and 81, as were
your own. | find she had charge of the
ladies Department" in the Genus Of Uni |
rersdt Emancipation, in 1929, when YOU were
connected with Lundy as Junior editor
Many OF her pieces, in prose and verse, IN |
that paper, during that period, nre stirring to |
the soul, even in these days of "rndicalism |
and frenzy" as they are called. In the |
number of the Genius for Sept. 9, 1912, is !
her Introductory Address, on taking charge |
of the Ladies' Department. In it she says--
"The subject of African slavery is one
which, from its very nature, should be deep
Iy interesting to every American female; for
TO which Of the nunlberless sympathics of
wonan's bosom may not the slave appeal
BY all the holy charities of life is tcoman
called upon to lend her sympathy and her aid
10 the victims of a widely extended evil
We know that there nre few, we would hope
none, who openly advocate the system of
slavery but will Christian sisters and wives
and mothers stand coldly inert, while those !
oil their own sex are daily exposed, not only
TO the threats and revilings, but to the very =
lash of stern, unieeling taskmaster' They
cannot they will not; they have tears, they
have pray ers, and in their eloquence they :
will plead the cnuse of the oppressed"
The heart that dictated this, also poured T
out its warm and holy sympathies in the
:,
Shall VIC behold, unhecdng,
life's holicst feelings crushed;
When woman's heart is bleeding,
Shall woman's voice be hushcd,
o, no by every blessing,
That Heaven to thee may send,
Remember their oppression, "
Forget not, sister, friend
Ii affects me deeply MS, here by her grave, A
nnd on the spot where. she spent the last
years Of her brief, but active, useful life, | -
read the out gusllings Of that warm, loving
and deeply moved heart. OF oil her poems,
none ure more beautiful and touching, in A
sentiment and expression, than one witten
here, and descriptive of her forest home, 90
apply and efficiently does she intertwine with
her domestic and home associations, her I
abhorrence OF the wrongs done TO the slave.
1t is entitled, "My cottage Ilome," and thus
begins:-
My Cottage Home my Cottage Home
How beautiful it lies,
Amid its quiet lovelincss,
Beneath our bright blue skies
A strangers eye might mark it not,
Nor deem that it was fair;
To mo it is n lovely spot, 1
For those l love are there.
But were it thousand times moro fair,
If o'cr the fertile soil
Oppression shook her manaclcs
And scourgod the slave to toll
To me, the rudest desert wild
Were better for my home,
SO never on its arid breeze
The voice of wrong might come
Dear Garrson,-It is now twenty-five 7
years since you were associated with that
bright, gentle, strong spirit, in editing an
nnti-slavery paper, aud in pleading the cause
of those who are ready TO perish under the
withering curse of .4merican Christianity and
Republcanism. She pissed early away from
this field of labor. Had she lived TO see the
developments Of slavery which you have
seen, how had her great, loving soul risen in ,
power and majesty TO meet tile monster
find among her effects, left behind in her
brothers possession, many mementos of you,
in the shape of papers and periodicals. for
warded to her by you at sundry riucs.-
Among others, arc several of the first num-
hers of the LibrGtOr, which il is good 10
meet here, nearly 1000 miles west of Bos-
ton. There are few places where you would
meet more heartfelt welcome, and where
more pleasant and profitable recollections
would bo awakened in your mind, thon in
this Here you might almost live over ngnin
your first emotions and efforts in behalf of i
the slave. But what change has come
over the spirit of this nations dream about 7
you since 1879! You then raised your voice
in behalf Of the slave. The slave and his
tyrant, Church and Sate-the nation-lnve Z
heard the call. The slave has become the
test of the nations professions of regard for
truth, justice, liberty, religion, government
and God. They have all been proved TO be
the foes of human welfare. l.. M. Chandler,
H. Lundy, and others, who cheered you on
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