Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-12-03
THE SPIRIT OF LIBERTY IS NOT DEAD.
The crags are piled on his breast,
The earth is heaped on his head
But the groans of his wild unrest,

line crags are piled on his breast,
The earth is heaped on his head
But the groans Of his wild unrest.
though smothered and half suppressed, =
Are heard, and he is not dead.' 1891
No, the spirit of liberty is not dead md Al.
though his SAUNDERS have been long. thew ar.
dreamful and uneasy. Though the admin;stro,or.
OF TINS government have piled 'crags' of villainous
iee'Siation on his breast and 'heaped' mounds of
UNJUST judicial decisions on his head his resur.
rect'on hour is Fastening on. We had begun to
rear that the cause of freedom in this countrv
"ouid ole out. The sympathetic excitement which
characterized the earliest agitation of tho slaverv
question had fallen mainly into the hands of mol.
iticians whose first object was to gain party dom;.
nation. No political organization, looking direc,lv
10 .ne overthrow of slavery, existed. The church
naa become weary of being disturbed BY the crv
ol 'he oppressed, and begun to turn again to the
ABSORBING work of denominationa extension. A
few brave souls still lifted up their voices from
the affairs OF Zion. to rebuke oppression and speak
'or 'he dumb; but the ears Of Christians had be-
come iamliiar with the bondman's cry, and grown
u an ! heaVy because of such familiarity. So
muoh OF the anti'slavery sentiment as had surviv-
90 the re-modeling of parties, and the reconstrue.
ton of distracted sects. was passive ra,bsr than
aggressive, and spent it's force in defending n.
own right to exist, rather than in delivering aHrm.
alive blows into the face OF slavery. The sk;ss
were overcast with the gloom of leadep sn..bv.
we had longed aud looked in vain for some power
10 oreak the spell Of death, which seemed stealing
over me cause o: American freedom. Our faith
groped blindly and waited in Responding suspense.
But the cloud has burst the shock has coma and
the quickened blood of our holy cause lean. ao.;n
70 the extremities of the anti-slavery BODY. John
brown has struck a blow which sends its echoes
TO the deepest vault of Slavery's prison and who's.
resound acts as a trumpet call to the army NJ
iioerty. The moral power Of our present tvpe Of
seemed exhausted. The highest aim Of
our best political organization fell far short Of tbs
point OF true anti-slavery work. On thu osbs,
hand, slavery was never more impudent in its IA.
mands' or more unscrupulously villainous in IL
modes OF self-aggrandizement. The Surname
Court had bowed lower to it's d~ictation than eysr
before. The entire patronage of the Goysrnmeut
had fallen into the hands of q man without ,on.
science honor or self respect, who had filed he
offices under his appointing power with The me-.
ready most mendacious, and most rufian-iiks tools
oil The brlgands who constitute the slave power.
The flavo trade had again opened lie sluiees Of
horror through which it was pouring hundreds
OF wretehed victims into the bloody nav Of this
crime. The times were big with BROOD,
ing crimes The voices Of humanity. patriotism.
liberty were growing faint and shroststAsd.i
anti-slavery giants Of former years bad eth .
Or died as martyrs to freedom. or become smiitsp y
With hopeless despair. II seemed that the blood .,
'f LoEsjoy and Of Tprrsy must cry from tbs er,sad Q