Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1858-12-10
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For the Fremont Journal.
THE WELLINGTON RESCUE
A Tale of Tho Fugitive slave Act.
ny Wv. w.m. N'orRDY.
Up, Memory, up, and tell the talo,
Record the glorious deed
BY which sablc African
From durance vile was frood.
Twas in tho year Of ffty-cight,
How vivid is the scene,
Septombcrs sun shonc mildly down
Der Natures robe of green.
Two braves, in quest of fugitives,
From far Kentucky's strand,
Came over to Columbus town,
In famed Ohio's land.
Ono Marshal Lowe they there did got
To help them in their sin;
To kidnap from his friends and home
John Price, Of Oberlin.
John Price, lad of Obcrlin,
"A lad OF Swarthy skin,
Who from Kentucky fed away,
From Slaycry,-what sin
Now this same lad they sworc they d
have,
SO up the worthless camo
And dwelt with Wack, tho democrat;
A man of worth and fame.
But how to get tho swarthy boy7
Here trouble did arise,
For every Mig was watching them
With more than Argus eyes.
At length a noble General
They CHANGED to meet one day,
Who for paltry bribc did swoar
To steal the lad away.
So into 0borlin he sent
His son with cart and steed
To hiro this John to work for him,
He did his service need.
Meantime with those whose bribe h'
sought
He had arrangements made,
That they should meet The sable lad
Beneath tho woodland shade.
Thus all was planned, thus all was fixed
Their plans did well succeed;
The hunters seized and bound their gam
And hurried off with speed.
Perhaps I ought to mention here
That Dayton, noble man,
M IoI,> o,.l Ill ~; nlo,,o,,o .1oo1
With willing heart and hand.
But ah their triumph was not long;
A friend was on the road,
Who hurried up to Oberlin
And spread the news about.
Like wildfre spread the news abroad
And through the town did fly;
"Down to the rescue" said each voice
And vengeance lit each eye.
o, there was hurried greeting then,
And whispered, yengeful words,
No time for speech or wild harrangue,
The hurried hour affords.
"Go get your arms, ye students pale
Bring forth each sword and gun,
And hurry on without delay,
Away to wellington"
"Away, away for Wellington"
The students quickly rode,
And arms Of every size and sort
Cleaned down the dusty road.
"Away, away to Wellington"
With steady headlong speed;
SCENE, ply the lash, make no delay,
Urge on the foaming steed."
The driver heard the stern command,
And on his horsos' back
Tho cruel whip descending fell
With many noisy crack.
The country folks along our road
Oft asked MS "what was upl'
"A squirrel hunt" was our reply;
Wo must not could not stop.
Such crowds of men, so ficreelv armed
On bloody deed intent,
Since days of savage Indis:, wars
Ne'er down that path Say went.
In motley throngs they rode and ran,
OF every sizo and shade;
Each We'd with each TO gain the goal,
Nor halt nor stoppage made.
Arrived at last at Wellington;
A dense and furious crowd
Around the house did ficrcely press
Aud yelled with vengeance loud.
Each window closed and firmly held,
And every doorway barred,
While all around the dough-faced men,
With pistols stood on guard.
Up in the garret, meath tho roof
Tho hunters with their prey
Had snugly crawlesi-a narrow stair
Was all that lead the way.
lUp, up, and bring the captive down.
Burst from tho madden'd throng.
Right up they went in spite Of all
Those fearless men and strong.
Yhoy oro'd the door and seized tho lac
And bore him down tho stairs,