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horizon setting down away to the salt sea."-"From where the sun sets behind Kearsage, even to where he rises gloriously over Moses Norris's own town of Pittsfield; and from Amoskeag to Ragged Mountains, Coos Upper Coos, home of the everlasting hills, send out your bold advocates of human rights, wherever they lay, scattered by lonely lake, or Indian stream, or 'Grant,' or 'Location,'- from the trout-haunted brooks of the Amoriscoggin, and where the adventurous streamlet takes up its mountain march for the St. Lawrence. "Scattered and insulated men, wherever the light of philanthropy and liberty has beamed in upon your solitary spirits, come down to us like your streams and clouds;;-and our own Grafton, all about among your dear hills, and your mountain-flanked valleys - whether you home along the swift Ammonosuck, the cold Pemigewassett, or the ox-bowed Connecticut."

"We are slow, brethren, dishonorably slow, in a cause like ours. Our feet should be as hinds' feet.' 'Liberty lies bleeding.' The leaden-colored wing of slavery obscures the land with its baleful shadow. Let us come together, and inquire at the hand of the Lord, what is to be done."

And again; on occasion of the New England Convention, in the Second-Advent Tabernacle, in Boston, he desires to try one more blast, as it were, 'on Fabyan's White Mountain horn.'

66 Ho, then, people of the Bay State, men, women, and children; children, women, and men, scattered friends of the friendless, wheresoever ye inhabit,-if habitations ye have, as such friends have not always, along the sea-beat border of Old Essex and the Puritan Landing, and up beyond sight of the sea-cloud, among the inland hills, where the sun rises and sets upon the dry land, in that vale of the Connecticut, too fair for human content, and too fertile for virtuous industry, - where deepens that haughtiest of earth's streams, on its seaward way, proud with the pride of old Massachusetts. Are there any friends of the friendless negro haunting such a valley as this? In God's name, I fear there are none, or few, for the very scene looks apathy and oblivion to the genius of humanity. I blow you the summons though. Come, if any of you are there.

"And gallant little Rhode Island; transcendent abolitionists of the tiny commonwealth. I need not call you. You are called the year round, and, instead of sleeping in your tents, stand harnessed, and with trumpets in your hands, every one!

"Connecticut! yonder, the home of the Burleighs, the Monroes, and the Hudsons, and the native land of old George Benson! are you ready? All ready!'

"Maine here, off east, looking from my mountain post, like an everglade. Where is your Sam. Fessenden, who stood storm-proof 'gainst New Organization in '38? Has he too much name as a jurist and an orator, to be found at a New England Convention in '43? God forbid. Come one and all of you from Down East,' to Boston, on the 30th, and let the sails of your coasters whiten all the sea-road. Alas! there are scarce enough of you to man a fishing boat. Come up, mighty in your fewness.

"And green Vermont, what has become of your anti-slavery host, thick as your mountain maples, mastering your very politics, - not by balance of power, but by sturdy majority. Where are you now? Will you be at the Advent Meeting on the 30th of May? Has antislavery waxed too trying for your off-hand, how-are-ye, humanity? Have you heard the voice of Freedom of late? Next week will

answer.

"Poor, cold, winter-ridden New Hampshire, -winter-killed, I like to have said, she will be there, bare-foot, and bare-legged, making tracks like her old bloody-footed volunteers at Trenton. She will be there, if she can work her passage. I guess her minstrelsy* will,- for birds can go independently of car, or tardy stage-coach.

"Let them come as Macaulay says they did to the siege of Rome, when they did not leave old men and women enough to begin the harvests. Oh how few we should be, if every soul of us were there. How few, and yet it is the entire muster-roll of Freedom for all the land. We should have to beat up for recruits to complete the army of Gideon, or the platoon at the Spartan straits. The foe are like the grasshoppers for multitude, as for moral power. Thick grass mows the easier, as the Goth said of the enervated millions of falling Rome. They can't stand too thick, nor too tall for the anti-slavery scythe. Only be there at the mowing."

In noticing the doings of another Convention, he thus congratulates himself on the liberty of speech which antislavery concedes to all,· even to the Folsoms and Lam

sons:

"Denied a chance to speak elsewhere, because they are not mad after the fashion, they all flock to the anti-slavery boards as a kind of Asylum. And so the poor old enterprise has to father all the oddity of the times. It is a glory to anti-slavery, that she can allow the poor friends the right of speech. I hope she will always keep herself able to afford it. Let the constables wait on the State House, and Jail, and the Meeting Houses. Let the door-keeper at the Anti-Slavery Hall be that tall, celestial-faced Woman, that carries the flag on the National Standard, and says, without concealment,' as well as without compromise.' Let every body in, who has sanity enough to see the beauty of brotherly kindness, and let them say their fantasies, and magnanimously bear with them, seeing unkind pro-slavery drives them in upon We shall have saner and sensibler meetings then, than all others in the land put together."

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More recently, speaking of the use which some of the clergy have made of Webster's plea in the Girard case, as a seasonable aid to the church, he proceeds:

"Webster is a great man, and the clergy run under his wing. They had better employ him as counsel against the Comeouters. He would'nt trust the defence on the Girard will plea though, if they did. He would not risk his fame on it, as a religious argument. He would go

*The Hutchinsons.

and consult William Bassett, of Lynn, on the principles of the 'Comeouters,' to learn their strength; and he would get him a testament, and go into it as he does into the Constitution, and after a year's study of it he would hardly come off in the argument as he did from the conflict with Carolina Hayne. On looking into the case, he would advise the clergy not to go to trial, to settle, - or, if they could 'nt, to leave it out' to a reference of orthodox deacons.""

We will quote from the same sheet his indignant and touching satire on the funeral of those public officers who were killed by the explosion on board the Princeton, together with the President's slave; an accident which reminds us how closely slavery is linked with the government of this nation. The President coming to preside over a nation of free men, and the man who stands next to him a slave!

"I saw account," says he, "of the burial of those slaughtered politicians. The hearses passed along, of Upshur, Gilmer, Kennon, Maxcy, and Gardner, but the dead slave, who fell in company with them on the deck of the Princeton, was not there. He was held their equal by the impartial gun-burst, but not allowed by the bereaved nation a share in the funeral.".... "Out upon their funeral, and upon the paltry procession that went in its train. Why did 'nt they enquire for the body of the other man who fell on that deck! And why has 'nt the nation inquired, and its press? I saw account of the scene in a barbarian print, called the Boston Atlas, and it was dumb on the absence of that body, as if no such man had fallen. Why, I demand in the name of human nature, was that sixth man of the game brought down by that great shot, left unburried and above ground, — for there is no account yet that his body has been allowed the right of sepulture."...." They did 'nt bury him even as a slave. They did 'nt assign him a jim-crow place in that solemn procession, that he might follow to wait upon his enslavers in the land of spirits. They have gone there without slaves or waiters."...." The poor black man, they enslaved and imbruted him all his life, and now he is dead, they have, for aught appears, left him to decay and waste above ground. Let the civilized world take note of the circumstance."

We deem such timely, pure, and unpremeditated expressions of a public sentiment, such publicity of genuine indignation and humanity, as abound every where in this journal, the most generous gifts a man can make, and should be glad to see the scraps from which we have quoted, and the others which we have not seen, collected into a volume. It might, perchance, penetrate into some quarters which the unpopular cause of freedom has not reached.

Long may we hear the voice of this Herald.

H. D. T.

FRAGMENTS OF PINDAR.

[The following fragments of Pindar, found in ancient authors, should have been inserted at the end of the translations contained in our last number.]

THE FREEDOM OF GREECE.

First at Artemisium

The children of the Athenians laid the shining

Foundation of freedom,

And at Salamis and Mycale,

And in Platæa, making it firm

As adamant.

And stood over the vast summits of mountains,

And threaded the recesses, penetrating to the foundations of

the groves.

FROM PLUTARCH.

Heaven being willing, even on an osier thou mayest sail.

Thus rhymed by the old translator of Plutarch h;

"Were it the will of heaven, an osier bough Were vessel safe enough the seas to plough."

FROM SEXTUS EMPIRICUS.

Honors and crowns of the tempest-footed Horses delight one;

Others life in golden chambers;

And some even are pleased traversing securely

The swelling of the sea in a swift ship.

FROM STOBEUS.

This I will say to thee,

The lot of fair and pleasant things

It behoves to show in public to all the people;
But if any adverse calamity sent from heaven befall
Men, this it becomes to bury in darkness.

FROM CLEMENS OF ALEXANDRIA.

To Heaven it is possible from black
Night to make arise unspotted light,

And with cloud-blackening darkness to obscure
The pure splendor of day.

FROM THE SAME.

First, indeed, the Fates brought the wise-counselling
Uranian Themis, with golden horses,

By the fountains of Ocean to the awful ascent

Of Olympus, along the shining way,

To be the first spouse of Zeus the Deliverer.

And she bore the golden-filletted, fair-wristed
Hours, preservers of good things.

Equally tremble before God
And a man dear to God.

FROM ÆLIUS ARISTIDES.

Pindar used such exaggeration [in praise of poetry] as to say that even the gods themselves, when at his marriage Zeus asked if they wanted any thing, "asked him to make certain gods for them who should celebrate these great works and all his creation with speech and song."

FROM STOBUS.

Pindar said of the physiologists, that they "plucked the unripe fruit of wisdom."

FROM THE SAME.

Pindar said that "hopes were the dreams of those awake.”

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