Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-12-24

taken out from a common life-it was the flow.
erng Of fifty years of single hearted devotion. lie
must have lived wholly for one great ideo when
these who owe their being to him, and these whom
love has Joined, group harmoniously around
him. each accepting serenely his and her part-I
feel honored to stand under such a roof. Hereaf-
ter ycu will tell children standing at your kuces,
I saw John Brown buried-I sat under bis roof"
Thank God for such a master. Could we have
asked nobler representative OF the Christian
North putting her foot on the accursed system oil
Slavery? AS time passes and these hours float
back into history, meh will GEE against tho clear
December sky that gallows, and thousands of
armed men guarding Virginia from her slaves.
On the other sde the serene face Of that calm old
man, as he stoops to kiss the child Of a forlorn
race. Thank God for our emblem. May he som
bring Virginia to blot out hers in repeutant shame
and cover that hateful! gallows and sodery with
thousands Of broken fctters. What lessons shall
those lips teach us? Before that still, calm
hour let us take n new baptism. How can we
stand here without fresh and utter consecra
ton These tears how Shall we dare even to
offer consolation ? Only lips fresh from such
vcw have the right to miugle their words with
your tears. We envy you your nearer place to
these noble children Of God. / do not believe
Slavery will 20 down in blood. Ours is the age
OF thought Hearts Gre 6trbnger than swords
That las. fortnight How sublime its lesson
the christian one Of conscience-of truth Virginia
is weak because each HANS Heart said amen to
John Brown. His words-they are stronger even
than bis rifles. Those crushed a State. These
have changed the hearts of millions, and will yet
crush Slavery Men said. would he had died
in arms"-God ordered better, and granted to him
and the slave those noble prison hours-that sim
gle hour of death, granted hiH higher than the
soldiers place. that Of teacher the echoes Of his
rifles have died away il the hll-a million hearts
guard his words. God bless this roof-make it
bless Us. We dare not say bless you, children Of
this home; you stand nearer to one whose lips God
touched, and we rather bend for your blessing.
God make US all worthier of him whose dus. we
lay AMONG these hills be loved. Here he girded
himself and ever dreamed God guarded him. He
sleeps in the blessings Of the crushed and tho
poor, and men believe more firmly id virtue, now
that eu"h rtar Ras lited-s stahdns here; iat iis
Thank God for frmer faith and fuller hope.
LAST OF EARrH-THE LAST LOOK.
the coffin was placed on a table before the door,
with the face exposed. SO that all could see 1t
was almost as natural as life-far more so than an
ordinary corpse. There was flush on the face
resulting from the peculiar mode of death, and
nothing of the palor that is usual when life is ex-
tinct.
Mr. Ph2eas Norton, who acted as the friend of
the family on the occasion, invited all who desired
to do SO to come and take last look. and then
make way for the family. The neighbors went
forward Os invited, and took their leave of all
that remained of their cherished friend. and then
followed the family. 1t was touching sight to
see those widows, the eldest still in the prime o.
ifo, ard younger one in it's opening bud. deprived
Of their natural companions, leaning, they
stood round the coffin, on the arms Of strangers.
Such sight should not expect to see again if
should live C. thousand years.
THE PRoCEssIoN-sERvIcEs AT Tue GRAVE.
This scene over, the next that followed was the
short procession from the house to the grave.
First came Mrs. Brown, supported by Wendell
Phillips then the widow of Oliver Brown, lean-
ing on the arm of Mr., MeKm, who, in his other
hand, held that of the little girl Ellen; next came
Rev. Mr.. Young, and after that, the widow Of
William Thompson, leaning on the of Of
the f!mily. Solomon Brown and his sisters fol-
lowed with Henry Thompson, and Ruth, his vile,
John Browns eldest daughter and then Rosw ell
Thompson and his wife, the aged parents of the
two young men Of that name who were killed at
Harper's Ferry. Then followed the friends and
neishbors. As the body was lowered into the
grave. gush Of grief, apparently beyond CONTROL
burst from the family, and Mr.. Young stood forth
to Comfort them. Raising his deep and mellow
voice, and quoting the words written to Timothy
by Paul when he was brought before men the Sec
ond time and just before his death, he SAID 4
have foughta good fight; have flushed my course;
have kept the faith henceforth there is laid up
for me crown of Righteousness which the Lord,
the righteous judge, shall give me and not to me
only, but unto all that love his appearing which
words he followed with the benediction.
He added nothing more. The words seemed to
fall like balm on all who heard them Tbo sObs
were hushed, and soon the family, with the rest,
retired from The grave, leaving the remains of the
loved one to their last repose.
MEMOIRS OF JOHN BROWN
Mr.. fhlillps carries 10 Doston, from North ElDa,
large amount of valuable matter, intended for
Mrs. child's promised memoir of John Brown
This matter consists of original and other papers
and photographs of several members Of the Brown
and Thompson families. The memoir will not be
published for some time, and the prospect of it,
appearance need not interfere with he sale of Mr.
Redpath's book, now almost forthcoming for the
Press,
THE BRAg AND THE PERFoKsANcE. On the 4st
Of March, 1854, the Richmond Enquirer said
One hundred Southern gentlemen, armed will
riding whips. could chase an army Of invading
abolitionists into the Atlantic"
Performances: the mad foray of seventeen abo
ltiouists at Harper's Ferry led on by "old Qsa
watomie," in 1859 made Virginia call oul thre