The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1863-11-14
GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OF THE EXETER

I London, says:
It was evident, indeed, that the speaker
who knows thing or two about au
dlences, felt that the meeting was his, anC
that no interruption would succeed. Blu
many of his trends had serious appreben
sions. One Of the editors of the Star, him
self distinguished speaker, and thorough
~ acquainted with English audiences, who
sat near to me, whispered in my ear
There are great many here who do not
cheer; there is strong chance of a row
yet, but the meeting is just in such a con-
dition that its result will depend upon the
power and equanimity Of the speaker
Then" l replied, "you needn't fear" II
Mr.. Beecher had heard our brief whispers,
he could not have more distinctly appre-
clated the remark of the editor. AT that
moment, although he had been interesting
al along, he suddenly stepped one side
from the desk upon which his notes lay,
ana his face cleaned like sword leapng
from scabbard. No more Kisses, no more
cheers, now for half an hour; the audience
is magnetized, breathless; when the first
pause came, Sir Somebody, sitting be-
mind me, said, "Why, he looked at first
ike a heavy man, but he's got winps:,
whist a reporter near our feet whispered
audloly to a brother, "Oh. but he can put
tmngs! Mr.: Beecher forgot all things but
his subject; his tongue burned with living
Goals; his arm pointed like prophets rod.
The shams of our enemies in England
their talk Of peace when they mean eyerv
kind of bloodshed except that which is for
Just1ce-the aspect of a lamb with the
voice of dragon as st. John saw it
their cant about emancipation being not n
principle with Mr.. Lincoln, but only an
expedient, as if that would make liberty
any less prize to the slave and humanity
If they got it-all these collapsed palpably
before the masses then gathered, and all
the fine points of Roebuck and Lindsay
became toads under the touch of his flame
tipped spear. a.
''This cannot go on" whispered a clergy
man near; "these strokes draw too much
blood; the victim is writhing in pain
now"
Again did Mr.. Beecher level his lance ii
was at those who were making capital out
of what they call american sympathy
with the oppressor of Poland Nothing
most blushing, presented the loving and
jealous maiden, who, when her suffer is
not attentive enough, gets up filtration
with some other man. "America flirts with
Russia, but has her eye on England.''-
Then leaning little forward. he put on an
indiscribably simple expression, and said
mildly, II think so, too. And no,O goa
aUiM Mason ut the Lord Mayors banquet
I cannot attempt to describe the effect OF
these words on the throng. The people
arose with shout that began to be APP
plause, but became shout of laughter
The hit was so perfect and felicitous that
roars of hearty laughter told that that topic
was summed up forever. Three loud
groans given for the late Lord Mayor-his
place is now filled with a much better man
|-ended that scene, and the drama pro.
ceeded.
In the heart of Mr.. Beecher's Grafton was
given denunciation of Slavery more pow
erful than have ever heard from his lips
He scoredan scourged it until it seemed to
stand before US in ahideous monster; bloat-
ed with human blood, and writing under
his goads. He told, apropos of those who
said, "Why not let the South go?' the
story of Powell Buxton's Selling the mad
dog by the neck, and holding him with a
brave grasp.
AT this moment, a colored man from the
South, known as Davis Drummer on &C.
count of his having once belonged to JEFF
and having been drummer in the Confed-
crate army, stood up on his seat, which was
exactly in the center of the building, waved
his hat and was vehemently applauded.-
William Crafts, well know here since his
victory over Mr.. Hunt, at the Edinburgh
Congress, on the ethnology of the negro,
travelled in the disguise of a Southern gem
tleman, her husband being her servant,
| from the far South to freedOm) has made
her a heroine in London, sat near Mr..
| Beecher on the platform, and they too
| with other cOlored persons in the hall arose
and waved hats and handkerchiefs, the au-
dience cheering until the city outside SEEM
ed to be walked up, for we heard storm of
shouting voices on every side of the build
ing outside.
The crowd also caught sight of an old la
ly (white) in the gallery who had huge
umbrella, which, having expanded to its
utmost dimensions, she waved to and fro
like mighty balloon, which had very
comical effect indeed. To this was added
n fat man, an excellent type Of John Bull
as pictured in Punch, who had laughed SO
much at the droll portions of Mr.. Beecher's
speech that he could laugh no more, so he
could only cross his hands on his stomach,
sway to and fro, and give vent to wheezes
and grunts, the death-rattles of laughter.
These and many other incidents got the au-
dience at one time into highly tickled
state; and some of us remember saying
| of Luther that there was nothing that the
devil hates SO much as hearty laugh"
! Mr.. Beecher, having sustained himself
| throughout better than l had ever known
him to do beforehand am pretty familiar
| with his grand successes in our own coun-
try-haying carried the meeting entirely
and evoked the warmest expressions Of
goodwill to America-sat down, leaving
the audience hungry, and shouting, $50
on, go on.'
! A correspondent of the Evening Post
speaking Of the same address, says:
II have seen him often in America, when,
standing upon the summit of some great
crisis, he seemed the moral giant of his
cause and the hour, and have made one
among the thousands who have wished the
hour to spread through the night, as, in the
tenacious grip Of his memory, he dragged
forth the failings and failures of the men
and things of the past, and under the pow
erful analysis of his reason, showed their
relation to the present, while his unequal
ed imagination, led by Christian faith,
struggled through the future to find and
point out the spot where danger would
turn to disaster and wrong to ruin. But
never saw him so grandly the master of
the situation before-so nightly at home,
SO deeply in earnest, so seemingly indig-
nant, so sharply and severely true, yet so
lovingly logical and solemnly persua-
sive," sass .-
| How THE REBELS ENFORCE THE Con-
scRIPT1oN.-A Mississippian commune
Gates, among other facts, the following to
the Memphis Bulletin
Each conscript band has pack of negro