Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1916-02-11

force O. law"
Ya'as," drily interposed another,
land lot O. your brethren have
been tryin' to put it down by mob
law n riots. Fine way to do con-
constitooshinal dooty! Some O. your
southern e-eater-brethren are Of
FERN rewards for the heads. O.
ab'lition speakeps; offerin' public
rewards to do murder. Fine con-
stitooshinal dooty! Some ov 'em
whip and tar and feather and ride
on rails northern men who are jest
suspected O. not likin' slavery. Mobs
in New York cityg Perventin' peace
able men from holdir' anti-slavery
meetin's; smashin' church winders.
Your sort O. folks burnt the Temple
O. Liberty in Philadelphia right arter
Alvan Stewart had spoke in it on
the sin g slavery. You tried to put
down agertation in that same city
by burnin' forty-four houses. Ye've
had mobs and riots in Worcester and
Concord. We arrested in Mortified
over in New Hampshire, poor min
lister O. the gospel on his knees a
prayin', and We put him in Jail for
three months fer bein' a disorderly
person because he preached that God
created all men equal and gin EN- a
material right to liberty. And We
tried to put down agertation by
draggin' William Lloyd Garrison,
with rope round his body, through
the streets O. Boston; and his life was
saved only by clappin' him into Jail
for safety. And We murdered Love-
joy. P'raps you think that SIGH doin's
will stamp out the love O liberty and
all feelin's O. humanity. Lemme tell
We, that every one O them breakin s
out o. human cussedness to stop
men from thinkin' and talkin' agin
slavery makes a thousand ablition-
lists to every one we kill and thou
sand more to every one We mob.
Them riots do more to hurry up
emancipation than everything else
put together"
The pro-slavery men met this fire
with rising temper,
Eye let yer sympathies run off
with yer brains. You think that COZ
a few negurs are slaves that we
must smash up this Union and tear
down a white mans government
and break up a constitooshen that
our fathers made when they knew
that slavery was here and was to be
let alone where it's, Consarn ye.
We hain't got no sense; ye're tryin'
to get rid O. one evil by bringin' on
a bigger one"
Another farmer spoke up: Meow
see here, Squire, amt it a sin to
keep slaves, sell their children,
sep'rate man n wife, fog EN- and
put brine on their backs where the
black-snake whip has cut the skin
into shreds? Dye prove O. that?
And dye think we're goin' to live
here in this country n brag bout
our liberty an our free institooshins
with sech doin's goin' on and our
mouths gagged, so't we can't even
say this is all wrong and or't to be
corrected"
It's all because we're sendin'
men O dough to congress and the
legislator" said another. Our law
makers are a good deal like Tom
Wingate. His town 'lected him to
represent EN- in the legislator. He
was bout as fit for that bizniss as a
punkin is fer a cornerstone to a
meetin' house. | told him as much
in kind O. jokin' way. He laughed
and said he knew we'll huff that
'cordin' to the place he want fit
fort, but, said he, 'cordin' to them
that's sot in it before, l know | be.
That's plaguey poor workin' theery
to run a government on, n improve
the stock O. statesmen! The stock
is bound to get scrubbier n scrub
bier on that plan, but it all come:
out O. too much hurrah fer party r
too little hurrah fer country"