it is. They see and experience the generosity of the South, and return corrected of their prejudices,' as they say, and even in love with the whole system of things there. But it needs a residence of years, a citizenship there, to see the horrors of slavery. This was my lot.

One thought, to urge and encourage us in our course. These men, for whom we plead, cannot speak for themselves. Their mouths are muzzled. How deplora ble! Why, we think it an abridgment of the liberty of speech to be driven here, to utter our opinions; and perhaps it is partially so: but suppose you could say nothing. This is the slave's case. How cheerfully ought we to volunteer our services to plead the cause of the needy; and how hard-hearted he who is reluctant to speak, and to hear the story of oppression, and who shuts up his bowels of compassion! How dwelleth the love of God in him?' He that loveth God, loveth his brother also.' He, in his turn, shall cry and not be heard. How cruel and unchristian to shut up churches against this cause! Is not this stopping the ear from the cry of the poor and needy? How inconsistent with christian character!

Let us to-day avow anew eternal enmity to slavery. When we remember the contest of our fathers for liberty, how they spoke, and fought, and bled; can we let our voice cease, or our hands grow weary in the work of carrying out what they began ? Whatever men may think, I would say, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, let my right hand forget her cunning,' if I ever cease to speak and to act for the poor slave.

The great moral war is but begun. The collision of truth with error, of duty with expediency, will produce commotion, but truth and duty must and will prevail. Should my name reach the next generation, let it be found in connexion with Abolition. I would sooner be execrated as a tory of the Revolution, than to be known hereafter as one who stood aloof from or opposed the movements now in progress for laying the last stone on the yet unfinished temple of Liberty. (Applause.)

But above all; when I am summoned to judgment, let me then be found to have been the unflinching friend of God's poor; and let me hear my Saviour say, 'Inasmuch as ye did it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye did it unto mecome, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.' (Applause.)

Rev. Mr. RUSSELL, of Lynn. Mr. President, I hope the resolution will pass.— I feel it a duty and a privilege to make a few remarks. When I look around, I see much to discourage and alarm but when I look back, and compare the present with the past, I thank God and take courage. It was my privilege to attend the first anniversary of this Society, at a time when colonization absorbed the mind of the nation, and there were few hearts to feel; few brethren and few ministers to speak dis rectly for the slave. We now see an answer to our prayers, the result of our labors. What do I see? Eight hundred Anti-Slavery Societies, a multitude of minds feeling for us, pleading the cause of the needy, breasting the enemy, fighting, not with carnal weapons, but the keen and potent ones of truth and kindness and love. When I see this change, 1 am encouraged, and my heart leaps for joy. I look forward to the time when the banners of liberty shall wave universally over our land.

The resolution asserts the peacefulness of abolition principles. They are strictly so. But how often is it thrown in our faces, that you abolitionists are stirring up strife!' Sir, to this we plead both guilty and not guilty. We have stirred up,'(with emphatic gesture) and ever may we be guilty of stirring up,' while this inhuman apathy prevails. (Applause.) This effect has always been produced when truth has battled it

with error. When Christ appeared, He stirred up' a certain class whose wickedness he reproved. When arraigned before Pontius Pilate, this was the charge and the acclamation He stirreth up the people'-' crucify him-crucify him.' It was true in part. He stirred up,' not the people, but the Pharisees, Lawyers and Doctors-those whited sepulchres '-fair outside, but within full of hypocrisy and wickedness.

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Follow the apostle Paul. He stirred up' the people too. When at Damascus, he preached Christ, the Jews were stirred up' to kill him, and it was only by his being let down by the wall in a basket that he escaped.—When he preached at Ephthe seat of Diana's temple, those whose craft was in danger were 'stirred up' by one Demetrius, and quite a mob was raised, the most part of which knew not wherefore they had come together-only they knew that Paul's preaching was opposed to their received religion, and so to put it down, they strained their throats for the space of two hours, crying out, GREAT IS DIANA OF THE EPHESIANS.' At Thessalonica too, the Jews which believed not, stirred up' certain lewd fellows of the baser sort,' and set all the city in an uproar, and assaulted Jason's house that barbored Paul and his company, and when they did not find them, drew Jason before the rulers of the city, and accused him of harboring those that had in other places turned the world upside down, and declared they had now come there for that purpose. Why, verily Paul had the spirit of a modern abolitionist, (applause)—wherever he went, some how or other the people were at once stirred up' to mob him.

It has been just so in every succeeding age. Luther stirred up Pope, Cardinals and Friars, till the church was reformed. Moral Reformers have ever turned the world topsy turvy, and stirred up' the people, till they should stand right end up, with their feet planted on the everlasting rock of truth. They are not so now. Heaven speed reform till disorder shall be rectified, and the world shall be brought to rights.

When Garrison enlisted in this cause, he did it to stir up' the people, and he HAS DONE IT. (Applause.)

There have been insurrections produced by abolition principles, but where and for what object? Not at Southampton to cut the throats of men, but at Boston to mob the ladies, (applause)—insurrections of gentlemen of property and standing' to make a coalition with southern nabobs. I will tell what I have seen. I visited Bath in Maine last year, and pleaded the cause of 2,000,000 of fellow men in the Baptist church there. Immediately the officers of the customs stirred up the people,' and said, we must put this down. Our vessels will be burned in the southern ports,we can't carry their cotton-we shall lose our business. Drum him out of the town. When George Thompson came to Lynn, the people were 'stirred up' and exclaimed, we shall lose our shoes our town will be ruined,'—and certain 'gentlemen of property and standing' gathered a company, and said to them, If you will mob him, we will find rum and eggs.' (Applause.)

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But abolition light and love are going South. They are progressive, and soon will they kindle up a spirit of benevolence in our land which many waters cannot quench. I have read the history of Slavery from the beginning, and have observed that insurrections are more to be traced to pale-faced aristocrats than to the suffering blacks. When Thomas Clarkson first preached abolition, who was it that would have thrown him into the dock? Those who got their living by the Colonial trade. What caused the insurrection in St. Domingo When, after the French National Convention had voted to the free blacks the right of suffrage, 28,000 of these, with 30,000 whites, asked for their rights, and they were refused; it was not till they had been goaded on

by oppression for two years, that they at last rose in insurrection, and then not excited by abolitionists but by their oppressors.

Insurrection has always been excited by oppression, and not by preaching light and love. We have infinitely more to fear from the mad course of 'gentlemen of property and standing,' in the North, East, West and South, than from the slaves themselves. They are passive, and will endure while there is a gleam of hope; but extinguish that star, and they will be goaded to desperation. Extinguish the light we are sending out, and leave the slave not even a distant hope of freedom, and we shall witness in our country the scenes of 1794 in St. Domingo. Seal up our lips, and gloomy is the prospect for our land. Our only hope is in God, that while we labor for the slaves, they will continue submissive, until He who directs the counsels of nations shall either providentially mete out his vengeance upon their oppressors, or bring their Jubilee, when liberty shall be proclaimed to the captive and the opening of the prisondoors to them that are bound.

Rev. Mr. FITCH offered the following resolution:

Resolved, That, while we look well to the dangers which threaten ourselves, as the advocates of free discussion, we ought also to keep full in mind the wrongs and sufferings of the slave.

He spoke in support of it as follows:-Mr. President: There is danger, at this juncture, lest we lose sight of the end of our organization as an Anti-Slavery Society. We are opposed and oppressed. We are forbidden to speak and are driven into cor. ners, and there is danger that in resisting oppression and claiming rights, we shall forget the greater sufferings of those for whom we plead. There is danger that our benevolence will degenerate into selfishness. Let us dwell less on our own wrongs and the danger that threatens, and think and say more about the infinitely more oppres sive wrongs of the slave. I don't like this turning aside to inflict chastisement (deserved indeed) upon Boston.* I would leave Bostonians to the corrosions of shameful recollections, and to the lashings of their own consciences. (Applause.)

What are the wrongs of the slave? Perhaps you are a husband and a father. You have by industry acquired a little which you determine to devote to buying a farm at the west. The time is fixed for removal. The night before you are to start, your house is broken open and your little all is lost, The plunderer you call a thief. This is a great deal to suffer, but what compared with the endurance of the slave? What name does he deserve who robs a man of himself? Or, what if just at the end of your journey, you are robbed of all, and left houseless and friendless amongst strangers or in a wilderness? You are yet a man and free, you have all the bodily faculties of a man, and can choose where you will go and what to do to support yourself and family. But what is the condition of the slave? With a mind that cannot be completely repressed, he feels the burdensome consciousness that he is almost a brute, nay, almost a thing. Is the wide world open to him? No. He must exist and labor at the will of another. He is robbed of a property, which you have not lost-himself. But suppose your wife is set up and sold to the highest bidder-your children too, sold and carried you know not whither. Can you imagine the outrage? This is SLAVERY. It is said that when we call this robbery, we use a hard word. I do not feel that it is. That word comes far short of expressing the amount of iniquity and horror of the system. SLAVERY is the hardest word that slavery can be called, and SLAVERY let it be called. But use not the word without thought. Gather into a force

Alluding to a debate on a resolution introduced by Mr. Stanton, which was withdrawn, and passed in a modified form, the next day.

of feeling all your pity, horror and indignation for the sufferings of your brother, and then express it in one word-SLAVERY!

Why, I am told, it is common to work slaves to death. I do not mean an every day business, that would be unprofitable; but at certain junctures, to make close calculations and in time of good markets for cotton or rice, to deliberately task the slaves beyond their powers of endurance to hurry the crops into market. It is calculated they can afford it! Yes, the increased price of cotton will more than replace the loss by death, of a few negroes!! Is MURDER a hard word for slavery? Who would not rather die any other way ?

There is another point I cannot bring up without shame. Perhaps there are some here who have heard what I am about to relate before; for I am in the habit of speaking on this subject in season and out of season. Bear with me. A fact. It is stated by a clegyman who learned it in Washington, and gives me liberty to repeat it, withholding his name. A pious physician of that city told him, that a mulatto female, a member of the same church with himself, called on him one day in great distress, for his advice. She stated that her master's son was in the practice of compelling her to his bed. She dared not complain to his father.

[Mr. Fitch also alluded to an authentic case of criminal intercourse with a female slave on the part of a certain D. D. and his son at the south, and then remarked :] This is slavery. Can any other word express it? It is worse than forcible violation of female purity, for it legalizes the iniquity, and so wraps it up.' Is it not desirable to look to the sufferings of the slaves, and to do something that shall rectify moral sentiment at the south?

Mr. GROSVENOR wished to refer to a fact in Roman history, in connexion with the facts related by Mr. Fitch. The topic is both delicate and indelicate. The incident is the case of Lucretia. She would survive her violation only long enough to make known the brutality of Tarquin. The exposure of her virtuous body to the eyes of the Senate, excited universal indignation, and the populace joined and drove the Tarquins forever from the throne. This occurred in heathen Rome; but in Christian America, Tarquins are protected by law, and our Lucretias are cut off from selfdefence.

Mr. JOHNSON, a colored man, was introduced, who said he could tell us something about slavery. He knew what it was. I was born in Africa, several hundred miles up the Gambia River. Fine country dat; but we are called heathen in dis Christian-no-I don't know what to call it-in dis-enlightened heathen country. (Laugh.) But the villagers in that country are very kind. When you go into house, first question is, have you had any thing to eat? Bring water-you wash-and den eat much you want, and all you got do is tank em for it—not one fip you pay. If you are sick, nurse you, and make you well; not one fip you pay. If you want clothing, one woman put in two knots warp, one puts in two knots filling, and so on; den men weave it, and you cut out just such garment you like; not one fip you pay. (Applause.)

When I was nine years old, I was out with my aunt to get figs; figs grow wild in dat country; I had to crawl amongst de bushes; when all at once I feel something pull my leg. I look round, and could see no aunt, nothing but man of my own color; and I never seed my aunt since. Dis man took me to Massurdoo (Mesurado ?) First white man I ever see was Com. Bowen of Providence, R. I., and I tot he was de devil. (Laugh.) My own color told me he was a man, but I could not believe it. I was bro't to Savannah. I could not eat corn-meal; not used to it; so I have little bit

rice, and little hominy; then go out every day to plunder,' (get something to eat.) Dis kept me from being sold, till, being the last one, Capt. Boss look for me two days; den said you mustn't go way to-day; gave me all rice I wanted; set me upon table like dat, (pointing.) Capt. Boss talk to people; dey look at me, and feel of me. By and by, man wid mallet begin to talk and swing his mallet; dey talk once in while; he 'jabber, jabber, jabber,' I no understand; den he fetch his mallet down, and all stop. Capt. Boss said, you go wid dat man. My master was Com. Bowen. He was more father than master. He always said he should set me free before he died. But he died soon, and I was left by will to his nephew, Judge Bowen, from Providence, with instructions that I should be free as soon as I could take care of myself. But not to dwell, I WAS IN SLAVERY. (A deep emotion was produced in the audience by this simple narrative.)

He stated some of his experience and observation of the evils of slavery. One day my master was dining with a gentleman who had a wife as black as dat hat. A young colored woman, as likely for her color as any lady in dis assembly, (a laugh,) waited on table. She happened to spill a little gravy on the gown of her mistress. The gentleman took the carving-knife, dragged her out to wood pile, and cut her head off; den wash his hands, come in and finish his dinner like nothing had happened! Do you call dat a Christian country? I never saw the like in Africa. Mr. Olney dropped his knife and fork, and eat no more. The court was sitting; he was then a lawyer. He told the thing to several, but they only said, That is a Northern man, he ain't used to our customs; let him take himself back again, if he don't like our ways.

I have seen a Christian professor, after the communion, have four slaves tied together and whipped raw, and then washed with beef brine. I knew eight slaves once shut up in a barn one night, to be whipped next morning: it was winter, and they all escaped the lash, for they died! I have known a man offer $500 for shooting a slave for going to meeting. I knew one Tom Buckine, he was whipped 150 lashes every Monday, and washed with brine, for going to meeting, but that did not stop him.Directly after he was whipped, he would jump over fence and pray for his master.

It is common for the slaves to have stents,' and if you no do them, you get whip. If child cries, and mother has to stop to nurse it, and so the row gets behind, the husband helps it along to keep whip off wife's back, and frequently gets it on his own for who could see a woman whipped for taking care of his own child? (Emotion.) Slavery is most cruelest thing in de world. [Mr. J. here expatiated very sensibly upon the peculiar evils of slavery in this country, and very suddenly pointed to Mr. Garrison, and said, ' Dat man is de Moses raised up for our deliverance.'(Tremendous applause.) [The reporter did not perceive the connexion of his narrative of events in Boston, with those of his previous life. He said,] One night as he was going over to Cambridge, he stopped at the toll-bridge, and got into conversation with a man about the difficulty of getting pay for certain medical prescriptions, on account of not being a licensed physician. This man told him an easier way to get money. I can tell you how you can make $5000 easily.' He took the hint,' (reference was had to the reward for Mr. Garrison's head,) and replied, 'I would not be the man to do that, I would defend him with my blood; I would wear a sword and cut the man's head off, who should offer to touch him.' (He also stated some anecdotes of 'Walker's Appeal.') I lent it to a man. He said, 'I have read your book." Well, how you like? O, very well, all but-' Well, bring your buts' to me; I've got an axe to chop them off. (Laugh.) He afterwards lent it to a Mr. Welch, who also liked it all but.'-He proposed the same disposition of his difficulty. Mr