The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1864-02-04

emancipation being not a principle with Mr.
Lincoln, but only an expedient, as if that would
make liberty any less a prize to the slave and
humanity If they got it-all these collapsed pal
pably before the masses then gathered, and all
the fine points of Roebuck and Lindsay became
tJads under the touch of his hame-tipped spear.
TIL cannot go on whispered a clergyman
near . . these strokes draw too much blood the
victim IS writhing in pain now"
Again did Mr.. Beecher level his lance il was
at those who were making capital out of what
they call American sympathy with the oPpressor
of Poland" Nothing could exceed the drollery
with which. almost b~lushing, he presented the
loving and jealous maiden who, when her suitor
is not attentive enough, gets up a Irritation with
some other man. America firts with Russia,
but has her eye on England" Now the presence
of war-ships from Russia and at New York has
been the leading card of the Confederutes here in
their game 10 win popular sympathy for the
South; for our friends among the English people
are also the friends of the Poles. Ii was plain
that the opposition In the meeting ala not mean
to let this matter pass without trying to get some
capital. Consequently, when Mr.. Beecher said,
=. But il is said 1t is very unworthy that America
should be flirting with the oppressor OF Poland"
there were violent shouts Yes. yes, " GER
tainly il is" etc. Mr.. Beecher waited until the
cries had entirely subsidized. and n little time had
been allowed for friend and foe TO speculate as to
his reply then leaning 4 little forward, he put
on an indeseribably simple expression, and said
mildly, =. 1 think SO too. And notO yOu knoD er-
aaly hour noe felt lrhen yOu firted 'cHh Mason at
The Lord Mayors Banquet" 1 cannot attempt
TO describe the effect OF these words on the throDg.
The people arose with a shout that began to be
applause but became Il shout of laughter. The
hit was SO perfect and %felicitous that rOars of
hearty laughter told that that topic was summed
up for ever. Three loud groans given for the
late Lord AIayor-his place is now filled with a
much better man-ended that scene, and the
drama proceeded.
In the heart OF Mr.. Beecher's Grafton was
given 4 denunciation OF slavery more powerful
than / have ever heard from his lips. He secured
and scOurged it until it seemed to stand before US
a hideous monster, bloated with human blood and
writhing under his goads. lie told, apropos OF
those who said, why not let the South go?"
the story of Fuwell Buxton's Selling the mad dog
by the neck, and holding him with a brave
grasp, and at the risk of his life. until help could
come, rather than allow him to rush through the
street biting man, woman, and child. When
asked what they would say of the man who, wit
Messing this, should have cried, Let him goi
let him GOT Shall we let this monster go
through the world poisoning nations. running
men, women, and children yet unborn ?" cries
of No, no, no, surged up from the crowd. At
this moment Il colored man who lately has come
here from the South, known as "Davis's Drum
mer,' - on account of his having once belonged to
JEFF, and having been Il drummer in the Confed-
crate army, stood up ON his seat. which was ex-
actly in the center of the building, waved his
hat, and was vehemently applauded. William
Crafts. well known here since his victory over
Mr.. Hunt at the Edinburgh Congress on the
ethnology of the negro, with his wife, whose
story (she having travelled in the disguise OF a
Southern gentleman, her husband being her serv-
ant, from the far South to Freedom) has made
her a heroine in London, sat near MIR. Beecher
on the platform, and they, too, with other color
ed persons in the hall, arose and waved hats and
handkerchiefs, the audience cheering until the
city outside seemed to be walked up, for we heard
n storm of shouting voices on every side of the
building outside. The crowd also caught sight
of an old lady (white) in the gallery who had a
huge umbrella, which having expanded To its
utmost dimensions, she waved to and fro like n
mighty balloon, which had a very comical effect
indeed. To this was added a fat man, an excel
lent type of John Bull as pictured in Punch,
who had laughed so much ut 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 audience
at one time into a highly tickled state and some
of us remembered a saying of Luther that there
was - nothing that the devil hates 50 much as a
hearty laugh"
NJ. Beecher, having sustained himself through
out better than l had ever known him to do
beforehand | am pretty familiar with his grand
successes in our own cUuntry-havinSc carried the
meeting entirely and evoked the warmest express
ions of goodwill to America-sat down leaving
the audience hungry, and shouting . Go on,
go on ?"