s in the true, just light in which they
appear to us, whose minds are unprejudiced and clear, and whose moral
sentiments on this great subject are more correct and elevated. What is
making all this trouble in our nation? I will answer you in the burning
words of a Northern clergyman in his speech at a meeting called to
sympathize with the family of John Brown, after his death by martyrdom:
"The Slave-Power itself, standing up there in all its deformity in the
sight of Northern consciences,--that is the cause, [applause] and there
the responsibility belongs."[2] Yes, you are sinning against the
Northern conscience! It is settled forever that you are evil-doers in
holding your present relation to the slave. We are bound to hem you in
as by fire, till, like a scorpion so fenced about, you die by your own
sting. We must proclaim liberty to your captives. Step but one foot with
Kate on free soil, and our watchmen of liberty, set to break every yoke
and help fugitives on their way from the house of bondage, will be
around you in troops, and shout in her ear those electrifying and
beatifying words, "You are a free woman!" There her chains will drop;
she will cease to be a slave, and become a human being.
[Footnote 2: _Boston Courier_, Nov. 26, 1859.]
Must I refer to your letter once more? I hope to destroy its spell over
me. But I wish at times that I had never seen that letter. "Tell Mammy
that it is a great disappointment to me that her name is not to have a
place in my household." Your little slave-babe, Kate's child, you named
Cygnet, because Mammy's name is Cygnet, and she and your mother grew up
together, and she has been your kind, faithful servant and friend, as
much friend as servant, during all your youth till you were married. And
you seek to perpetuate her name in your own household, and to have a
little Cygnet grow up with your own little Susan. "I was always pleased
with the idea that my Susan and little Cygnet should grow up together;
but it seems best that it should no
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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.
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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.