New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1864-02-26
SEW-ENGLAED.

Our Boston streets are mute to-day,
Though tens of thousands throng the way
Our flags are hung with Grape;
No sound except the death-bell's toll,
The tramp Of soldiers aud the roll
OF cannon brimmed with grape.
Jo! as the fettercd black appears
Amid the square of serried spears,
How heaves the multitude!
They seek with flowers TO strew his track,
But leveled bayOnets drive them back
Is his the crime of bloodl
Worse than all crimes! his skin is dark,
And Southern fraud has set her marx
Upon his fettered limbs;
paInpered and fed by Federal might,
HER Ark of Liberty and Right
On slayeTy'o Red-sea swius!
Nor does Tie man-tllief even avow
That guilt has stained that ebOn brow
The crime is in the skin
Yet mOnster bungering for your prey,
4 winter heart than yours to-day
That bosom beats within
For him no trial never pause!
ROugh-Tide NeT-England's honored laws,
Make of our tears your mirth j!
Our first-born Freedom We have SLAIN
But in the "Cradle once again
We swear to rock a nobler birth
The troubles of Caleb Gushing and Company
we're not yet half over, in reference to this poor
" colOred American of African descent" On the
trial being made it was found, that no ship or
steamer in Boston could be hired for the purpose OF
carrying this alleged fugitive back to slavery. The
universal cry was: Give him a trial. Demand
from the Virginian that he shall give as much proof
of ownership as would be required torecover astray
cur Comply only with these requisitions and we
bow as in duty bound to tie supremacy of the laws
Of the Onion"
Matters having arrived at this pass, Caleb Cush-
ing and Company had nothing for it but tho con-
version Of anational armed yesselnto slsye-ship
The Morris was ordered TO Boston for tho sole pur-
pose Of earring back to Virginia this one miserable
,reteh-allcged TO be fugitive from slavery. Pic
ture-those who know anything Of the Old Bay
state-tho horror created by this gnominious dose
Grafton of national ship Tie flag that had waved
over slippery and smoking decks in our early con-
aicts with Great Britain-the flag TO which our
earliest and noblest captains had lifted their eyes
for inspiration through the hot hours OF many
bloody sea-fght.-for that flag Caleb Cushing and
ComDany could find no betterbusincss tenyears ago
than TO cover of the masthead Of the Morris TINS
isolated instance of the save-trade carried on III ah
armed vessel Of the nation.
lust think of it Bear in mind all tho surround
mos Of the cases and then, as you read the follow
ing lines if your pulse does not beat quicker your
cheek Jingle, your eye klndie and your heart thIoD
with sympathy and approgal-be assured that your
natural place is in tie synagogue OF the copper
heads, and that in the conventicle OF "feiee
Saints" you ore entitled TO a hassock On inc
highest steps ofthe pulpit.
HAIL TO THE STARS AND STRIPES
tTs U g eutter Morris has been ordered By Pre'ien'
70. ~ lie ti.rs n.isyed for ever Boston Pdpeyl
Han to the Stars and Stripes!
The b0astful flag all hail!
The tyrant trembles now,
And at tho sight grows pale
The Old World groans in pain,
Ard turns her eye To see,
Beyond the Western Main,
rrh;S er.hIpm of the Free