1 General Samuel Houston, senator from Texas,
was mentioned at the time among the Democratic candidates for the Presidency.
SOURCE: Edward L.
Pierce, Memoir and Letters of Charles Sumner, Vol. 3, p. 278
1 General Samuel Houston, senator from Texas,
was mentioned at the time among the Democratic candidates for the Presidency.
SOURCE: Edward L.
Pierce, Memoir and Letters of Charles Sumner, Vol. 3, p. 278
Dined with F. P.
Blair Jr25 — the first [t]ime I was ever in his house — invited
specially with Judge Jno. C. Richardson26 and C Gibson,27
to meet Mr. Schuyler Colfax28 M.[ember of] C.[ongress] of Indiana.
The object of
Messrs. Blair and Colfax, no doubt, was to have a confidential conference with
me and a few of my known friends, so as to approximate the terms upon which the
Republican party might adopt me as its candidate for the Presidency, and I and
my friends might co-act with them, in federal politics, upon honorable
relations.
Both those gentlemen
are influential leaders of their party, and both declare that I am their first
choice. They both say that Mr. Seward29 cannot get the nomination of
his party, perhaps not because he is not the acknowledged head of the party and
entitled to the lead, but because the party is not quite strong enough to
triumph alone; and his nomination therefore would ensure defeat.30
Mr. Colfax is very anxious to consolidate the whole N.[orth] W.[est] so as to
ensure what he considers the main point for which, as he understands it, his
party contends — i. e. — that the U. S. shall not extend slavery into any
country where they do not find it already established.
< To that I have
no objection >
Mr. C.[olfax] is
also a very warm friend of Mr. Blair, and is anxious to consolidate in
Missouri, so as to put Mr. B.[lair] on a good footing with a majority in the
State.
And, working for
that end, Mr. Blair is eager to form a combination within the State, upon the
precise question of slavery or no slavery in Missouri. This, undoubtedly, would
be good policy for Mr. Blair personally, because it would strengthen the local
free soil party (of which he is the acknowledged local head) with all the
forces that I and my friends could influence. But I doubt whether it would be
good policy for us to be come parties to such an organization. Such a course
supposes affirmative action, i. e. the passage of a law for the prospective
abolition of slavery; and it can hardly be necessary to incur the labor and
encounter the prejudice incident to that course now, when it is plain to be
seen that, by the irresistable [sic]
force of circumstances, without any statute to help on the work, slavery will
soon cease to exist in Missouri, for all practical and important purposes. This
latter view, I think ought to be constantly inculcated, and kept before the
public mind, by the press — It ought to be habitually mixed up (as it properly
belongs to the subjects) with all our views and arguments on public economy —
[,] Manufactures, mining, Commerce, handicraft-arts, and grain and cattle
farming. This line of policy would aid and accelerate the drain of slaves from
the State, which is, even now, rapidly going on, to supply the growing demand
in the South.
Mr. Colfax,
concurring with a good many Republican papers, is much put out by the first
paragraph of my N.[ew] Y.[ork] letter,31 denouncing the agitation of
the negro question. He seemed to think that it was a denunciation of the
Rep[ublica]n. party, and would turn many against me.
25 Francis P. Blair, Jr., of Missouri: an
ardent Freesoiler, congressman, 1857-1859 and 1861-1862; major-general in the
Civil War; U. S. senator, 1871-1873; supporter of Bates for the Republican
nomination for the Presidency in 1860; advocate of Johnsonian moderation in
Reconstruction.
26 A close personal friend of Bates; judge of
the Supreme Court of Missouri; opponent in 1860 of the sectionalism of both
Lincoln and Breckinridge and advocate of Bell and Everett.
27 Charles Gibson: a Virginia-born Whig leader
of Missouri who had studied law under Bates; an ardent unionist in 1861;
solicitor of the U. S. Court of Claims, 1861-1864; a loyal Lincoln man until
1864 when he broke with the President, resigned in a public letter of protest,
and supported McClellan; later a Johnson Democrat. At this time he was Bates's
political manager.
28 Republican member of the House of Representatives
from Indiana, 1855—1869; speaker of the House, 1863-1869; a Radical in
Reconstruction politics; vice-president, 1869-1873. At this time he was
apparently working for Bates's nomination for the Presidency.
29 Infra, March 5, 1861, note 26.
30 Conservatives who feared extremism on
slavery would not have voted for Seward, and he had won the implacable hatred
of the large Know-Nothing group, and of Greeley and the Tribune. See infra,
Aug. 19, 1859.
31 See supra, 1-9.
32 New York Tribune, April 16, 1859.
33 Boston Daily Advertiser, April 18, 1859.
34 Baltimore Clipper, April 19, 1859.
SOURCE: Howard K.
Beale, Editor, Annual Report of The American Historical Association For
The Year 1930, Vol. 4, The Diary Of Edward Bates, pp. 11-12
WASHINGTON, Dec. 22, 1850.
MY DEAR DOWNER, I see by the date of my letter that it is Forefathers' Day; and I cannot but ask myself what the stern old Puritans would say, were they here to witness the degeneracy of their sons. Evil days have surely come upon us. There is a very considerable number here, it is true, who are still faithful to their principles; but they are embarrassed and oppressed with the palpable fact before them that they are in the hands of the Philistines, and that nothing can be done in behalf of the measures they have so steadfastly and earnestly contended for. The Administration has placed itself on open, avowed, proslavery ground. They will be proscriptive of enemies, and bountiful to friends; and I fear that what Mr. Webster once said will prove true,—that he had never known an Administration to set its heart upon any measure which it did not accomplish. There will be a giving-way somewhere; and all effective opposition will be frightened away or bought up.
But to what a pass
has Northern recreancy brought us! You see the list of conditions which the
South are everywhere laying down, upon compliance with which, in every item,
the Union can alone be preserved, no abolition of slavery in the District of
Columbia; no imposition of a proviso on any Territory, — which looks to its
future acquisition, and is meant to forestall its doom; no objection to the
admission of any State, whether from Texas, New Mexico, Utah, or from any new
acquisitions, on account of the proslavery constitution, &c. And now the
Governor of Virginia, in a special message to the Legislature, has proposed the
holding of a national convention, at which the North shall appear as suppliant,
shall promise all that the South demands, and shall lie down on her belly, and
eat as much dirt as she can hold. It is said there is no end to discoveries;
and certainly there is no end to discoveries in humiliation. One would think
that even the soulless instigators of Northern Union meetings would recoil on
the brink of this abyss of degradation. But such is the progress of things;
and, however low they go, a "lower deep" still opens before them.
Even the "National Intelligencer," with all its proslavery instincts,
shudders at this pit.
What shall we do
here? I declare myself ready, for one, to do, to the utmost of my ability,
whatever may appear under the circumstances to be advisable. I find it to be
true, as I have always said, that there is no more chance of repealing or
modifying the Fugitive-slave Law than there is of making a free State out of
South Carolina. Still, my own opinion is that we ought to make a demonstration
upon it. My belief is that there never was so much need of contending against
the slave-power as now. There is far more reason for a rally now than in 1848.
Then a great prize was in imminent peril. Had Cass been made President in
consequence of a diversion of Whigs into the Free-soil ranks, it is, to my
mind, as certain as any unfulfilled event, that California would have been a
slave State, and New Mexico and Utah would have had slavery had they desired
it. This great interest was put in jeopardy by that movement; though,
fortunately, God sent us a deliverance.
But now there is no
such immediate and magnificent stake to be lost or won. We cannot lose any
thing now, because we have lost Our dangers are prospective. Cuba, Mexico,
Nicaragua, are the game now afoot. We must be prepared for the time when these
shall be the subject of contest. We must see that we have Congresses that will
stand their ground; and therefore the antislavery principle must not be
suffered to sleep. . . .
SOURCE: Mary Tyler
Peabody Mann, Life of Horace Mann, p. 341-3
About 10 a. m., the
train having come back, we got on for Lynchburg. I had a flat car next to the engine,
exposed to the sun, smoke and cinders. The passage was very disagreeable. The
only place of account on the way is Amherst Court House. Arriving at Lynchburg,
3 p. m., we marched through the town exposed to the wondering gaze of all
classes. A motley crowd gathered at every corner, blacks and whites
indiscriminately mixed, some the dirtiest objects generally found in the
filthiest portions of cities. Had I seen So many black and white heads together
in New York or New England my conservative inclinations would have upbraided my
abolishion sentiments about amalgamation, about reducing white folks to the
level of the niggers. The town is dirty, dilapidated; streets cluttered with
business, it being a depot for military supplies and a rendezvous for troops,
situated on the right bank of the James River and on the Kanawah Canal and the
Virginia and Tennessee Railroad; population about 13,000. They marched us a
mile out of the city, and stopped in a deep hollow by a fine stream. On one
side is a high, rocky hill. Here are all prisoners recently captured, except
officers, who are locked up in the city. Our guards are mostly citizens, boys
and old men, equipped by themselves or with such guns as the provost could pick
up. Most of them are impressed and drilled by invalid soldiers. I observed one
man about fifty, very corpulent, good naturedly inclined, dressed in common
citizen's coat and pants, white vest, white stove pipe hat, with a weed, armed
with a shotgun, pacing his beat. He said he would like to converse but dare
not. From the brow of the hill several cannon command the camp. I saw several
citizens imprisoned in the city on parole who sympathized with the North. One
guard inquired as we came out from the city, what we did with deserters from
their army. He said they were told they were hanged by our authorities. He is a
sergeant, had contemplated deserting; had a brother who deserted last winter. I
gave him all information I could and intimated that a few of us would like to
strike for the Blue Ridge that night. He said it would be death to attempt
escape. We soon became convinced that it was quite impossible. I here learn of
some I knew, being killed and wounded; that our division was badly cut up, and
the loss of Generals Wadsworth, Rice and Robinson. Nothing to eat. No rations
seen today. I spread my coat on the ground at night and lay down to sleep.
The Nation's in a sorry fix,
Tremendous family jar!
'Cause freedom and slavery couldn't mix,
The Johnnies went to war,
And when we meet them in their tricks,
Whine, "What you'ns fight we'uns for?"
We fight you for your cause is bad;
Your leaders honest blood have shed;
In South have human rights forbade
And wrongly have your hearts misled.
You challenge us to fight this war;
Our rights in Southland are effaced.
That's what "we'uns fight you'ns for,"
Or stand before the world disgraced.
The average Johnnie does not know
The baleful nature of his cause.
He's heard Davis, Toombs and Yancey blow,
And joined in brainless, wild hurrahs
To 'lect Buchanan, and so and so,
Pledged to enforce all slavery laws,
Slaveholders asking "Mo', give mo',"
Demands that never brooked a pause.
We've often warned them to go slow,
To curb their cursed maws.
Then they rebellious teeth would show
And gnash their wrathful jaws,
And swear they'd from the Union go
Or dictate all its laws;
For government, from long ago,
They've grasped with greedy paws;
Persistently have lobbied so
For some new pro-slavery clause.
They fell down in their Kansas muss—
They forced a savage fight—
Then started up this bigger fuss,
And we're in it up to sight.
I know not when the fuss 'll end;
It has been hard and hot;
But to the finish we'll contend,
And they'll lose every slave they've got.
The power they so long did wield,
We'll break forevermore,
And bleach its bones upon the field
And Freedom's cause restore.
SOURCE: John Worrell
Northrop, Chronicles from the Diary of a War Prisoner in Andersonville
and Other Military Prisons of the South in 1864, p. 42-4
SHERWOOD FOREST, VA., May 7, 1861.
MY DEAR MAMMA: Mr.
Clopton goes to Richmond in the morning (by land), and it is a good opportunity
to write you a few lines. By yesterday's mail we received your letters of the
29th April and 2nd of May, also a letter from D., and newspapers. . . . . I
think D. has been bitten by the rabid tone of those around him and the press.
It seems he belongs to a different school of politics from his experienced
friend, the President, and is ready to deny State-sovereignty, therefore he
opposes the movement of the South to save itself from destruction through an
abolition attack, and sympathizes with the dominant power of the North. I was
so unprepared for his views that I read his letter aloud to the President
without first perusing it, which, if I had done, I should not have committed so
decided a mistake. He says the government at Washington will not invade, but
will only reclaim its property, and take by force the forts now in the
possession of Southern States. What is that but invasion, I should like to
know? The government at Washington has no business with the forts that were
built for the protection of the States that have seceded, and as for the other
property, the South will certainly hold all that she has until a just
arrangement is generally made, with a peaceful separation. The Northern people
are very easily duped if they do not see their President means to invade the South,
and commence the "irrepressible conflict," so long the favorite of
himself, Mr. Seward and party. Those who have started upon a tour to defend
Washington and the flag, will find themselves sent on a new errand, perhaps
just as acceptable, to attack and destroy, if possible, their Southern friends.
For my part, I am utterly ashamed of the State in which I was born, and its
people. All soul and magnanimity have departed from them—"patriotism"
indeed! A community sold to the vilest politicians.
The President tells
me while I am writing to ask D. if he does not recognize in the existing
blockade a positive war upon the South? All commerce is stopped by vessels of
war at the mouths of our rivers. Even our river boat would be fired at and
taken, if that impudent war steamer lying off Newport News could get the
chance. All communication with Norfolk is thus prevented, and we hear the
Baltimore Bay—boats have all been seized. The last was seized on yesterday
after a passport to induce her to venture on had been given. Our Northern
brethren will, however, stand by and see in all this no invasion—only a defense
of Washington!
Your information of
Robert was the last we have received. Perhaps he did not leave New York when he
intended. It is to be hoped he will reach Virginia in safety, but by means
certain. I pity exceedingly his poor wife, and her health is far from good. I
understood all Mrs. Semple's furniture was seized on its way to the South. By
the way, Mrs. Semple overheard in the cars on her way to Virginia that John
Brown's son was active in this Southern crusade, and will be at the head of a
company in pursuit of Governor Wise. A Massachusetts set have offered, these
persons in the cars were heard to say, $20,000 for his head. I imagine Governor
Wise's head will be as safe as any other person's, but his health at this time
is very much affected. He has been very sick with pneumonia, but is now
recovering.
When next you see
Mrs. Bromley do give her my best love. I dreamt of her last night; thought I
had hurried to New York and gone there[.] I awoke in brisk conversation with
her and Mr. Bromley.
I could continue
with my pen without fatigue, but it is a late hour, and little Pearl has
awakened. I enclose you a letter from Julia, by which you can judge of her improvement.
I am glad to hear from you Sarah is doing so well. Tell Harry the boys wish him
here to join the Junior Guard, of which Alex is second lieutenant. They won't
have anything to do with him if he countenances the invasion of Southern homes;
but they believe him true as brave.
The P—— sends best
love with that of your affectionate daughter.
JULIA.
SOURCE: Lyon
Gardiner Tyler, The Letters and Times of the Tylers, Volume 2, p.
649-50
MR. CHAIRMAN AND
FELLOW-CITIZENS: I share the sympathy and sorrow which have brought us
together. Gentlemen who have preceded me have well said that no wall of
separation could here exist. This commanding event, which has brought us
together—the sequel of which has brought us together, eclipses all others which
have occurred for a long time in our history, and I am very glad to see that
this sudden interest in the hero of Harper's Ferry has provoked an extreme
curiosity in all parts of the Republic, in regard to the details of his
history. Every anecdote is eagerly sought, and I do not wonder that gentlemen
find traits of relation readily between him and themselves. One finds a
relation in the church, another in the profession, another in the place of his
birth. He was happily a representative of the American Republic. Captain John
Brown is a farmer, the fifth in descent from Peter Brown, who came to Plymouth
in the Mayflower, in 1620.1 All the six have been farmers. His
grandfather, of Simsbury, in Connecticut, was a captain in the Revolution.2
His father, largely interested as a raiser of stock, became a contractor to
supply the army with beef, in the war of 1812, and our Captain John Brown, then
a boy, with his father, was present, and witnessed the surrender of General
Hull.3 He cherishes a great respect for his father, as a man of
strong character, and his respect is probably just. For himself, he is so
transparent that all men see him through. He is a man to make friends wherever
on earth courage and integrity are esteemed—(applause)—the rarest of heroes, a
pure idealist, with no by-ends of his own. Many of you have seen him, and every
one who has heard him speak has been impressed alike by his simple, artless
goodness, joined with his sublime courage. He joins that perfect Puritan faith
which brought his fifth ancestor to Plymouth Rock, with his grandfather's ardor
in the Revolution. He believes in two articles—two instruments shall I say?—the
Golden Rule and the Declaration of Independence; (applause) and he used this
expression in conversation here concerning them, "Better that a whole
generation of men, women, and children should pass away by a violent death,
than that one word of either should be violated in this country." There is
a Unionist—there is a strict constructionist for you! (Applause and laughter.)
He believes in the Union of the States, and he conceives that the only
obstruction to the Union is Slavery, and for that reason, as a patriot, he
works for its abolition. The Governor of Virginia has pronounced his eulogy in
a manner that discredits the moderation of our timid parties. His own speeches
to the court have interested the nation in him. What magnanimity, and what innocent
pleading, as of childhood! You remember his words “If I had interfered in
behalf of the rich, the powerful, the intelligent, the so-called great, or any
of their friends, parents, wives, or children, it would all have been right. No
man in this court would have thought it a crime. But I believe that to have
interfered as I have done, for the despised poor, I have done no wrong, but
right."
It is easy to see
what a favorite he will be with history, which plays such pranks with temporary
reputations. Nothing can resist the sympathy which all elevated minds must feel
with Brown, and through them the whole civilized world; and, if he must suffer,
he must drag official gentlemen into an immortality most undesirable, and of
which they have already some disagreeable forebodings. (Applause.) Indeed, it
is the reductio ad absurdum of
Slavery, when the Governor of Virginia is forced to hang a man whom he declares
to be a man of the most integrity, truthfulness, and courage he has ever met.
Is that the kind of man the gallows is built for? It were bold to affirm that
there is within that broad Commonwealth, at this moment, another citizen as
worthy to live, and as deserving of all public and private honor, as this poor
prisoner.
But we are here to
think of relief for the family of John Brown. To my eyes, that family looks
very large and very needy of relief. It comprises his brave fellow-sufferers in
the Charlestown jail; the fugitives still hunted in the mountains of Virginia
and Pennsylvania; the sympathizers with him in all the States; and I may say,
almost every man who loves the Golden Rule and the Declaration of Independence,
like him, and who sees what a tiger's thirst threatens him in the malignity of
public sentiment in the Slave States. It seems to me that a common feeling
joins the people of Massachusetts with him. I said John Brown was an idealist.
He believed in his ideas to that extent that he existed to put them all into
action; he said "he did not believe in moral suasion; he believed in
putting the thing through." (Applause.) He saw how deceptive the forms
are. We fancy, in Massachusetts, that we are free; yet it seems the Government
is quite unreliable. Great wealth,—great population, men of talent in the
Executive, on the Bench,—all the forms right, and yet, life and freedom are not
safe. Why? Because the Judges rely on the forms, and do not, like John Brown,
use their eyes to see the fact behind the forms.
They assume that the
United States can protect its witness or its prisoner. And, in Massachusetts,
that is true, but the moment he is carried out of the bounds of Massachusetts,
the United States, it is notorious, afford no protection at all; the
Government, the Judges, are an envenomed party, and give such protection as
they give in Utah to honest citizens, or in Kansas; such protection as they
gave to their own Commodore Paulding, when he was simple enough to mistake the
formal instructions of his Government for their real meaning. (Applause.) The
State Judges fear collision between their two allegiances; but there are worse
evils than collision; namely, the doing substantial injustice. A good man will
see that the use of a Judge is to secure good government, and where the
citizen's weal is imperilled by abuse of the Federal power, to use that arm which
can secure it, viz., the local government. Had that been done on certain
calamitous occasions, we should not have seen the honor of Massachusetts
trailed in the dust, stained to all ages, once and again, by the ill-timed
formalism of a venerable Bench. If Judges cannot find law enough to maintain
the sovereignty of the State, and to protect the life and freedom of every
inhabitant not a criminal, it is idle to compliment them as learned and
venerable. What avails their learning or veneration? At a pinch, they are of no
more use than idiots. After the mischance they wring their hands, but they had
better never have been born. A Vermont Judge Hutchinson, who has the
Declaration of Independence in his heart, a Wisconsin Judge, who knows that
laws are for the protection of citizens against kidnappers, is worth a court
house full of lawyers so idolatrous of forms as to let go the substance. Is any
man in Massachusetts so simple as to believe that when a United States Court in
Virginia, now, in its present reign of terror, sends to Connecticut, or New
York, or Massachusetts, for a witness, it wants him for a witness? No; it wants
him for a party; it wants him for meat to slaughter and eat. And your habeas
corpus is, in any way in which it has been, or, I fear, is likely to be used, a
nuisance, and not a protection; for it takes away his right reliance on
himself, and the natural assistance of his friends and fellow-citizens, by
offering him a form which is a piece of paper. But I am detaining the meeting
on matters which others understand better. I hope, then, that in administering
relief to John Brown's family, we shall remember all those whom his fate
concerns, all who are in sympathy with him, and not forget to aid him in the
best way, by securing freedom and independence in Massachusetts.
*Delivered in
Tremont Temple, on Saturday evening, November 18, at a meeting held for the
relief of the family of John Brown.
1 Blog Editor’s Note: This statement is
inaccurate. Mayflower Passenger Peter Brown, had four documented children, by
his first wife Martha he had two daughters, Mary and Priscilla, and by his
second wife Mary he had a daughter, Rebecca, and a child of unidentified sex
born before 1633 and had died by 1647. Mary married Ephraim Tinkham and by him
had nine children, Priscilla married William Allen, they had no known children,
and Rebecca married William Snow and had eight children. Neither the Tinkham
nor Snow surnames appear in John Brown’s early New England ancestry, Therefore
John Brown could not have been a descendant of Mayflower passenger Peter Brown.
See Robert S. Wakefield, Editor, Mayflower
Families Through Five Generations, Vol. 7: Peter Brown, Second Edition, p.
3-8 & Robert Charles Anderson, The
Great Migration Begins, Immigrants to New England 1620-1633, Vol. 1,
p.259-61.
2 Blog Editor’s Note: John Brown’s paternal grandfather,
John Brown, was a Captain in the Eighth Company, Eighteenth Regiment of
Connecticut Militia during the Revolutionary War and died while on duty in New
York. His maternal grandfather, Gideon Mills was a Minute Man at the Lexington
Alarm and subsequently became a Lieutenant of the Connecticut Militia during
the Revolutionary War. See Louise Pearsons Dolliver, Historian General, Lineage Book of the Charter Members of the
Daughters of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Vol. 22, p. 92 and Elizabeth
Gadsby, Historian General, Lineage Book National Society of the
Daughters of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Vol. 27, p. 198-9
3 Blog Editor's Note: “In the War of 1812, Owen Brown contracted to furnish beef to Hull's army, which with his boy John he followed to or near Detroit. Though John was but twelve years old, in after years he recalled very distinctly the incidents of the long march, the camp life of the soldiers and the attitude of the subordinate officers toward their commander. From conversations that he overheard he concluded that they were not very loyal to General Hull. He remembered especially General Lewis Cass, then a captain, and General Duncan McArthur. As late as 1857 he referred to conversations between the two and among other officers that should have branded them as mutineers. How much of this has foundation in fact and how much is due to erroneous youthful impression, must of course remain a matter of conjecture.” See Fred J. Heer, Publisher, Ohio Archaeological and Historical Publications, Vol. 30, p. 218
SOURCE: James Redpath, Editor, Echoes of Harper’s Ferry, p. 67-71;
In a recent issue of
the Washington Union, an article
appeared, in which, to the astonishment of the country, an attempt was made to
disparage the public conduct of Daniel S. Dickenson. What purpose the writer
sought to serve, we are at a loss to divine, but that he meant to sink Mr.
Dickenson in the esteem of the South, is evident from the nature of the
article, unless it be unwarrantable to infer a murderous intent from a savage
stab at the very seat of life. Be the blow, however, the stroke of a felon or a
friend, it is not the less incumbent upon every Southern man, and especially
upon every Virginian, to interpose a defence of the South and Virginia, when
they were assailed by traitorous hands.
By every obligation
of gratitude and of honor are we of the South bound to sustain Daniel S. Dickenson,
under any circumstances and against any foe. When an attempt is made by our
enemies to strike him down because of his services to us, this obligation comes
upon us with irresistible weight. But we do injustice to Mr. Dickenson. It is
not to the South only that he may look for protection against the wrath of
those who would immolate him because of his heroic resistance of the
aggressions of abolition. Upon every patriot and friend of the Constitution and
the Union, no matter in what State or section, he has a claim for sympathy and
support.
It is idle to
attempt to impeach the consistency and honor of Dickenson's devotion to the
South. It has been illustrated under circumstances which would have appalled
any but the stoutest and truest heart. Mr. Dickenson's was not mere parade of
patriotism which incurs no risk and renders no service. He struck for the South
and the Union at a critical moment, and he now suffers the penalty of his
patriotism in exclusion from office and in the assassin stab of abolitionists.
We need not recount his services to the South. They may be read in the history
of the country. They are fresh in the memory of all. Among all the gallant
spirits of the North, who in the hour of trial bravely fought for the constitutional
rights of the South, Dickenson stood pre-eminent, for the absolute devotion of
heart and soul with which he surrendered himself to our cause. The South recognized
his service at the time by a gushing fervor of gratitude and universality of
admiration, such as she has extended to no other public man. His image was on
every Southern heart; his praises were on every Southern tongue.
If it be allowable
to appeal to so selfish a motive, we might tell the South that her interest as
well as her honor demands that she do justice to her Northern friends. If we
shrink from sustaining such men as Daniel S. Dickenson we must prepare to fight
our battles alone.
There is a special
obligation in Virginia to sustain Mr. Dickenson in his struggles with the
abolitionists. She has become in some sort surety for the consistency and
integrity of his public character. She gave him the highest attestation of her
esteem and affection in the Baltimore Convention, by casting her vote for him
for President of the United States, and any aspersion on him touches her own
honor.—She cannot be silent when calumny assails him.
Blog Editor’s Note:
The spelling of Senator Dickinson’s surnam switches from its correct spelling
to Dickenson frequently in this article, I have kept the spellings as they
occur in the original.
SOURCE: “Daniel S.
Dickenson,” Richmond Enquirer,
Richmond, Virginia, Friday Morning, September 16, 1853, p. 2
BINGHAMTON, N. Y.,
September 13, 1853.
MY DEAR SIR—I have
this moment received your favor of the 10th, calling my attention to a
communication in the Washington Union,
charging me in substance with having favored and advocated the Wilmot Proviso
in the Senate of the United States, in 1847, and presenting partial extracts of
a speech I then made to prove it.
The
"free-soil" journals of this State have recently made a similar
discovery, probably aided by similar optics; but as these journals, because of
this very speech, and the vote thereon, honored me with the distinction of
stereotyping my name enclosed in black lines, at the head of their columns for
months, and recommended that I be burned in effigy, and treated with personal
indignities and violence, it gave me little concern to see them endeavoring to
divert attention from their own position by assaulting me in an opposite
direction. Nor, since the Washington Union
has furnished its contribution, should I have thought the matter worth my
notice. Those who are pursuing me in my retirement, whether as open and manly
opponents or otherwise, have their service to perform and their parts assigned
them, and I have no more disposition to disturb their vocation than I have to
inquire as to the nature and amount of their wages, or question the manner in
which they execute their work.
I was honored with a
seat in the Senate of this State four years, and there introduced resolutions
upon the subject of slavery, and spoke and voted thereon; was President of the
same body two years, and was seven years a Senator in Congress—from the
annexation of Texas until after the passage of the compromise measures. I have,
too, for the last twenty years, often been a member of conventions—county,
State and national; have presented resolutions, made speeches and proposed
addresses; and if, in my whole political course, a speech, vote, or resolution
can be found favoring the heresy of "freesoil," I will consent to occupy
a position in the public judgment as degraded as the most malevolent of that
faction, or its most convenient accomplice.
Near the close of
the session of 1847, I returned to my seat in the Senate from a most painful
and distressing domestic affliction, and found the Three Million bill under
discussion, during which the Wilmot Proviso (so called) was offered, and my
colleague, General Dix, presented resolutions from our Legislature, passed with
great unanimity, instructing us to vote in favor of the proviso. General Dix
advocated the adoption of the proviso, and voted for it. I spoke against its
adoption and voted against it, and, in so doing, aroused against me free-soil
and abolition malignity throughout the country.
The main subject
under discussion was the propriety of placing a fund of three millions in the
hands of the President for the purpose of negotiating a treaty of peace with
Mexico by the purchase of territory. The proviso was an incidental question,
and treated accordingly. Neither my frame of mind nor the exigencies of the
occasion afforded me an adequate opportunity to consider or discuss the
question; but the whole drift and spirit of what I did say upon the subject,
although imperfectly reported, was against all slavery agitation, as will be
seen by the following extracts:
“As
though it were not enough to legislate for the government of such territory as
may be procured under and by virtue of this appropriation, if any shall be made—which
of course rests in uncertainty—this amendment, forsooth, provides for the
domestic regulation of ‘any territory on the continent of America which shall
hereafter be acquired by or annexed to the United States, or in any other
manner whatever.’ And thus this wholesome and pacific measure must be subjected
to delay and the hazards of defeat, the war must be prosecuted afresh with all
its engines of destruction, or abandoned by a craven and disgraceful retreat;
one campaign after another be lost, while the wily and treacherous foe and his
natural ally, the vomito, are preying
upon the brave hearts of our patriotic soldiery; that we may legislate, not
merely for the domestic government of Mexican territory in the expectation that
we may hereafter obtain it, but that we may erect barriers to prevent the sugar
manufacturer and cotton planter of the South from extending his plantation and
his slavery towards the polar regions.
“If,
then, the popular judgment shall commend that pioneer benevolence, which seeks
to provide for the government of territory which, though its acquisition yet ‘sleeps
in the wide abyss of possibility,’ may be acquired by this proposed
negotiation; if the appropriation shall be made and a negotiation opened, and
the President shall propose to accept for indemnity, and the Mexican government
to cede a portion of territory, and terms shall be stipulated and a treaty be
made between the two governments and ratified by both; and the territory be
organized by the legislation of Congress; what adequate encomiums shall be
lavished upon that more comprehensive philanthropy and profound statesmanship, which,
in a bill designed to terminate a bloody and protracted war, raging in the
heart of an enemy's country, casts into this discussion this apple of domestic
discord under the pretence of extending the benevolent ægis of freedom over any
territory which may at any time or in any manner, or upon any part of the
continent, be acquired by the United States? It is no justification for the
introduction of this element of strife and controversy at this time and upon
this occasion, that it is abstractly just and proper, and that the Southern
States should take no exception to its provisions. All knew the smouldering
materials which the introduction of this topic would ignite—the sectional
strife and local bitterness which would follow in its train; all had seen and
read its fatal history at the last session, and knew too well what
controversies, delays, and vexations must hang over it—what crimination and
recrimination would attend upon its toilsome and precarious progress, and what
hazard would wait upon the result—how it would array man against man, State
against State, section against section, the South against the North, and the
North against the South—and what must be, not only its effects and positive
mischiefs, but how its disorganizing and pernicious influences must be extended
to other measures necessary to sustain the arm of government.
“This
bill not only suffered defeat at the last session, but has been subjected to
the delays, hazards, and buffetings of this, by reason of this misplaced
proviso. Upon it the very antipodes of agitation have met and mingled their
discordant influences. This proviso, pretending to circumscribe the limits of
slavery, is made the occasion for the presentation of declaratory resolves in
its favor, and the bill becomes, as if by mutual appointment, the common battle
ground of abstract antagonisms; each theoretic agitation is indebted to the
other for existence, and each subsists alone upon the aliment provided ready to
its hand by its hostile purveyor. The votaries of opposing systems seem to have
drawn hither to kindle their respective altar-fires, and to vie with each other
in their efforts to determine who shall cause the smoke of their incense to
ascend the highest. Both are assailing the same edifice from different angles,
and for alleged opposing reasons— both declare that their support of the bill
depends upon the contingency of the amendment, and the efforts of both unite in
a common result, and that is, procrastination and the hazard of defeat. The
common enemy is overlooked and almost forgotten, that we may glare upon each
other over a side issue and revive the slumbering elements of controversy, in
proposing to prescribe domestic regulations for the government of territory
which we have some expectation we may hereafter, possibly, acquire. This
exciting and troublesome question has no necessary connection with this bill,
and if, indeed, it can ever have any practical operation whatever, it would
certainly be equally operative if passed separately. * * * * * *
“But
suppose we do not, after all, as we well may not, obtain by negotiations any
part of Mexican territory, what a sublime spectacle of legislation will a
clause like this present to the world? It will stand upon the pages of the
statute as an act of the American Congress designed to regulate the government
of Mexican territory, but whose operation was suspended by the interposition of
the Mexican veto; a chapter in our history to be employed by our enemies as
evidence of rapacity, of weakness, and depraved morals; a target for the jeers
and scoffs of the kingly governments of the earth, for the derision of Mexico
herself, and the general contempt of mankind—a lapsed legacy to the memory of
misplaced benevolence and abortive legislation.
“And what is more humiliating is, that the enemies of popular freedom throughout the world are scowling with malignant gratification to see this great nation unable to prosecute a war against a crippled and comparatively feeble enemy, without placing in the foreground of its measures this pregnant element of controversy, which the world sees and knows is the canker which gnaws at the root of our domestic peace; and when it is known that from this cause, especially, we have practically proved our inability to unite in the prosecution of a war, or to provide measures to establish peace, we shall be regarded as a fit object for contumely, and be laughed to scorn by the despicable government with which we are at strife, and which we have hesitated to strike because of her weakness and imbecility."
That part of the
speech which, with more ingenuity than candor, has been clipped out to suit the
necessities of my accusers and convict me of “free soil” sentiments, was my
explanation of the general sentiment of the Northern people, in reply to a suggestion
that all must be abolitionists, because the legislature instructed upon all
questions relating to slavery with great unanimity. The following is the
extract:
“So
far as I am advised or believe, the great mass of the people at the North
entertain but one opinion upon the subject, and that is the same entertained by
many at the South. They regard the institution as a great moral and political
evil, and would that it had no existence. They are not unaware of the
difficulties which beset it, and do not intend to provoke sectional jealousies
and hatred by ill-timed and misplaced discussions. They will not listen to the
cry of the fanatic, or favor the design of the political schemer from the North
or the South; nor will they ever disturb or trench upon the compromises of the
constitution. They believe the institution to be local or domestic: to be
established or abolished by the States themselves, and alone subject to their
control; and that federal legislation can have very little influence over it. But
being thus the institution of a local sovereignty, and a franchise peculiar to
itself, they deny that such sovereignty or its people can justly claim the
right to regard it as transitory and erect it in the Territories of the United
States without the authority of Congress, and they believe that Congress may
prohibit its introduction into the Territories while they remain such,” &c.
The legislative
instructions were nearly unanimous, and the popular sentiment of the State was
equally harmonious. Being a believer in and advocate for the doctrine of
instruction (which up to that time had been only employed to uphold the
principles of the constitution), and being anxious to represent and reflect,
wherever I could, the true sentiment of my State, I indicated my willingness on
a future and suitable occasion to vote as the legislature had instructed,
without any repetition of its direction; but subsequent events and developments
and further reflection admonished me, that I should best discharge my duty to
the constitution and the Union by disregarding such instructions altogether;
and although they were often afterwards repeated, and popular indignities
threatened, I disregarded them accordingly.
And now, my dear
sir, I leave this matter where, but for your kind letter, I should have
permitted it to repose-upon the judgment of a people who have not yet
forgotten, nor will they soon forget, who sustained and who assailed their
country's constitution in the moment of its severest trial, the perversions of
necessitous politicians to the contrary not withstanding. But it was perhaps
due to confiding friends, that the sinister misrepresentation should be
corrected; and I thank you for the attention which enabled me to do it.
SOURCE: John R.
Dickinson, Editor, Speeches, Correspondence, Etc., of the Late Daniel
S. Dickinson of New York, Vol. 2, p. 476-81
At 1 o'clock last
night we were aroused by guards shouting "Get out o'har, you'uns, in five
minutes to take ca's for Richmond," punching us through the fence with
bayonets, others coming through and kicking those who had not arisen, driving
us out like a pack of hogs. It was evident, by the dialect, we had changed
guards. Though much confusion and hurry followed, it was an hour before we
moved to the train, and when aboard we stayed till daylight. They were box
cars, so crammed we had to stand. At daylight officers ordered tents and
blankets thrown out. The guard in our car repeated the order aloud, then
whispered "Hide them." Some were thrown off and the train moved.
The landscape was
beautiful, clothing herself in robes of spring. Morning delightful, a sweet
air, the sun shed its rays on the land and spake peace to every heart. Nature
was heavenly, her voice is ever, "Man be true to thyself;" the same
in war and in peace, to the rich, the poor, the high, the low. Oh, could we be
like her! "Only man is vile."
As we approached
Gordonsville we saw the heights, fortifications and the southwest mountains. In
seven miles we are there. They marched us into a lot, searched us and
registered our names. Before being searched I sold my rubber blanket for $5.00,
Confederate money, to a guard. While going to the house to be searched I cut my
tent into strips, feeling sure it would not aid and abet a Reb and bought bread
of a woman, having nothing to eat. They took blankets, tents, knives, paper,
envelopes, gold pens, razors and other things. Money was generally taken care
of, but some was taken. My money I had tucked into the quilted lining of my
dress coat. Many of us had nothing left to put over or under us; this was my
case. All I had was my clothing, portfolio containing blank paper, envelopes, a
few photos and a partly written diary, pencils and pens, which they took from
me, but I prevailed upon the officer searching me to return them, for which I
thanked him.
Searching over, we
took another part of the field near some houses. There were some citizens, one
from North Carolina who inquired particularly about Northern affairs. The
coming presidential election is the rage among soldiers and citizens. They
believe it will effect the interests of the South. Prejudice and pride are the
levers by which the Southern mass have been moved. Through these the Southern
heart has been fired by the ruling class. Their eager enthusiasm over prospects
of realizing the hope of the permanent adoption of their absurd theory about Southern
civilization and scheme of empire with slavery as the cornerstone, is evidently
waning. Our side of the story was new. They seemed to doubt the soundness of
the old doctrine of Southern extremists, hence desired the triumph of the
"conservative" party north more because leaders favored it than for a
real understanding of the matter. They had had no idea of taking up with the
seceded States, had they been able to maintain their armies along border
States, or quarter them in the heart of the North.
Their motto was
"All the South must be given up along the Southern to the Western coasts,
and all slave States. Picturing the inconsistency of their demands, the
improbability of their being yielded, made them look sober. They had supposed
the North cared nothing for the Union worth fighting for, and as the Democratic
party never opposed slavery, should it rise to power the war would cease and
all disputes would be settled by treaty. A soldier of prominence said the mere
existence of slavery led on our armies; that if we had the power to abolish
slavery we would acknowledge the South.
Then came the usual
tirade about disregarded Southern rights contented negroes, their unfitness for
liberty. This summary of sentiment, be it true or false, sways the mass, fills
the ranks and yields supplies. Yet it is noticable that the mass admit a belief
that slavery is wrong, a weak system of labor; but that there was no other
system for the South and what would the North do without it? They assumed that
Northern commerce and industry depended upon slavery; that the climate is
against white industry, white men being unable to endure labor; to which we
replied by reminding them of the ability of both Southern and Northern white
men to endure the hardships of war in the South.
These people had
little knowledge of the character of the North, the value of the Union and the
nature of the general government. It was noticable how frankly they admitted
the cohabitation of some masters with slaves, or white with black, as more
prevalent than is generally supposed, a fact that is evident by looking over
the yellow complexioned slave population of Virginia. This intimation was
offset by repeating the Jeff Davis calumnies uttered in one of his noted
senatorial speeches of the degraded and wicked state of Northern society, and
elicited this sentence: "Right or wrong it is the South's business,"
which came so hotly as to suggest danger.
One of the older
citizens said: "Young man, you exercise more liberty of speech than is
allowed in this country," which I conceded to be true and begged his
pardon.
They do not see that
when they forced slavery into a national territory and demanded its protection
in Northern communities, it was the North's business. Much of present belief is
new. There is a portion of the older class contiguous to the days of Washington
and Jefferson, who entertain different sentiments politically and socially.
Beliefs, as well as physical wants in the mass, conform to circumstances
nearest the mind. We held that originally the negro question was incidental,
but modernly became the cause of all difference; the grand issue being free
government and the maintenance of the Union the best means to that end. Without
slavery this issue would not have occurred.
An old man said he
had always loved the Union, but had given it up; if the country could be
restored to peace in the Union he would be glad, but he should not live to see
it, "neither will you, young man," said he. It is a fact that the
privileged youth of the South, wealthier and more favored, I mean, are stronger
secessionists and more luminous in their ideas of empire than those whose days
reach to the earlier period of the republic, because State rights, which always
means slavery, have been the cause of the prevailing mania for a generation.
Older citizens have been deposed, practically. Young men who have political
views are invariably of the Southern Rights school, disciples of Calhoun and
Yancey, who taught the new civilization with slavery as the cornerstone.
These young nabobs
look us over as if surprised at our near resemblance to themselves and
innocently inquire, "Do you think the nigger as good as the white man? Do
you expect to reduce us to the level of the nigger?"
As to those who
claim no right to know anything about politics they are like the old lady and
daughters whose house I visited near Culpepper, Va.: They wanted the war to end
and "don't care a plaguey bit how."
We lay at
Gordonsville all day and night between the embankments of the railroad. Here I
got my first sesech paper; it gave meager accounts of battles, stated that a
force was within two miles of Petersburg and Richmond.
Wrote a letter to be
sent home which a citizen said he would put in the office. About a hundred
rations of hard bread and beef was issued to 700. I got none. A train of
wounded Confederates came down from the Wilderness battlefield bound for
Charlotteville; Gen. Longstreet on board. I climbed into the car and got a look
at Longstreet as he lay bolstered up on his stretcher.
SEPT. 8, 1850.
Texas has not a particle of rightful claim to all the north-western region this bill contends for; but she has passed a law claiming it, and threatens to make war upon the Union if her claim is not allowed. An extra session of her legislature is now in being. Her governor recommends that she should raise and equipmen to march to Santa Fé, and subdue the people there to her control (who are Mexicans, and who hate her); and the legislature is now preparing means to carry, or rather to seem to carry, their threats into execution. Our great Presidency-seekers, Webster, Cass, Clay, &c., wish to succumb to her claims. They cannot afford to offend any party at the South, because they want the votes of the South. The South wants Texas to have all this territory, because Texas is one of the most atrocious proslavery States in the Union; and, if any part of the territory is set off to New Mexico, they say it may eventually be free. Those who think their party will gain something by yielding to this false claim of Texas go for it with their leaders. Texas would not relinquish an inch of it but for money: therefore it is proposed to give her ten millions of dollars to buy her off. It is the most outrageous piece of swindling ever practised. In reality, we give her, by this boundary, a hundred thousand more square miles than she owns, and ten millions of dollars besides. President Taylor meant to maintain the rights of the country; and, if he had lived, we should have tried strength with the miserable braggarts of Texas: but, since his death, the whole policy of the Administration is changed, and with that, owing to their power and patronage, Congress is demoralized, and the bill has passed, and the Territories have governments without any prohibition of slavery. California is admitted as a free State; and that is all the compensation we have.
I am sick at heart, and disgusted at the wickedness of men.
SOURCE: Mary Tyler Peabody Mann, Life of Horace Mann, p. 322-3
PLATTE CITY, [Mo.], March 4, 1855.
* A Senator in Congress from Missouri, 1843-1855.
SOURCE: Charles Henry Ambler, Editor, Annual Report of the American Historical Association for the Year 1916, in Two Volumes, Vol. II, Correspondence of Robert M. T. Hunter (1826-1876), p. 160-1
WASHINGTON, [D. C.], August 9th, 1852.
MY DEAR SIR: I regret to learn from your letter that there are democrats in our county who hestitate in relation to voting for Pierce and King upon the suspicion that the former entertains "abolition principles." You ask my opinion in relation to this charge. I have no hestitation in saying that I have never given this charge the least credence. Gen[era]l Pierce's course upon this subject whilst he was in Congress was such as to have made it highly improbable that he could have uttered any such statement. The charge too has been denied by persons who heard the speech at New Boston, first by Messrs. B. F. Ager and James M. Campbell. The certain respectibility and credibility of these gentlemen have been vouched by Mr. Norris, a Senator from New Hampshire, and Messrs. Hibbard and Peaslee members of the Ho[use] of Rep[resentative]s from the same state. These are gentlemen of the very highest standing, men whose word no one can doubt who knows them. The statement of Messrs. Ager and Campbell has been sustained by more than one hundred persons who were present when the speech was delivered and who have published a document to that effect. But in addition to all this an editorial of the Union for which I presume Genl. Armstrong is responsible states that he has seen a letter from Genl. Pierce himself denouncing the charge as being "grossly false."
It seems to me that this evidence ought to satisfy any unprejudiced mind. I may add that I was a member of the Ho[use] of Rep[resentative]s whilst Gen[era]l Pierce was in the Senate and had some opportunities to observe his course. The result of these observations was a conviction that he was one of the most reliable politicians upon this subject of slavery of all whom I knew in the non-slaveholding states.
SOURCE: Charles Henry Ambler, Editor, Annual Report of the American Historical Association for the Year 1916, in Two Volumes, Vol. II, Correspondence of Robert M. T. Hunter (1826-1876), p. 146-7
NOVEMBER 6, 1850.
MR. CHAIRMAN, AND
YOU, MY FELLOW-CITIZENS:
Cold and insensible
must I be, not to be touched by this welcome. I thank you for the cause, whose
representative only I am. It is the cause which I would keep ever foremost, and
commend always to your support.
In a few days there
will be an important political election, affecting many local interests. Not by
these have I been drawn here to-night, but because I would bear my testimony
anew to that Freedom which is above all these. And here, at the outset, let me
say, that it is because I place Freedom above all else that I cordially concur
in the different unions or combinations throughout the Commonwealth, ——— in Mr.
Mann's District, of Free-Soilers with Whigs, ——— also in Mr. Fowler's District,
of Free-Soilers with Whigs— and generally, in Senatorial Districts, of
Free-Soilers with Democrats.
By the first of
these two good men may be secured in Congress, while by the latter the friends
of Freedom may obtain a controlling influence in the Legislature of
Massachusetts during the coming session, and thus advance our cause.
[Applause.] They may arbitrate between both the old parties, making Freedom
their perpetual object, and in this way contribute more powerfully than they
otherwise could to the cause which has drawn us together. [Cheers.]
Leaving these
things, so obvious to all, I come at once to consider urgent duties at this
anxious moment. To comprehend these we must glance at what Congress has done
during its recent session, so long drawn out. This I shall endeavor to do
rapidly. "Watchman, what of the night?" And well may the cry be
raised, “What of the night?" For things have been done, and measures
passed into laws, which, to my mind, fill the day itself with blackness. ["Hear!
hear!"]
And yet there are
streaks of light—an unwonted dawn in the distant West, out of which a
full-orbed sun is beginning to ascend, rejoicing like a strong man to run a
race. By Act of Congress California has been admitted into the Union with a
Constitution forbidding Slavery. For a measure like this, required not only by
simplest justice, but by uniform practice, and by constitutional principles of
slaveholders themselves, we may be ashamed to confess gratitude; and yet I
cannot but rejoice in this great good. A hateful institution, thus far without
check, travelling westward with the power of the Republic, is bidden to stop,
while a new and rising State is guarded from its contamination. [Applause.]
Freedom, in whose hands is the divining-rod of magical power, pointing the way
not only to wealth untold, but to every possession of virtue and intelligence,
whose presence is better far than any mine of gold, has been recognized in an
extensive region on the distant Pacific, between the very parallels of latitude
so long claimed by Slavery as a peculiar home. [Loud plaudits.]
Here is a victory,
moral and political: moral, inasmuch as Freedom secures a new foothold where to
exert her far-reaching influence; political, inasmuch as by the admission of
California, the Free States obtain a majority of votes in the Senate, thus
overturning that balance of power between Freedom and Slavery, so
preposterously claimed by the Slave States, in forgetfulness of the true spirit
of the
Constitution, and in mockery of Human Rights. [Cheers.] May free
California, and her Senators in Congress, amidst the trials before us, never
fail in loyalty to Freedom! God forbid that the daughter should turn with
ingratitude or neglect from the mother that bore her! [Enthusiasm.]
Besides this Act, there
are two others of this long session to be regarded with satisfaction, and I
mention them at once, before considering the reverse of the picture. The
slave-trade is abolished in the District of Columbia. This measure, though
small in the sight of Justice, is important. It banishes from the National
Capital an odious traffic. But this is its least office. Practically it affixes
to the whole traffic, wherever it exists, not merely in Washington, within the
immediate sphere of the legislative act, but everywhere throughout the Slave
States, whether at Richmond, or Charleston, or New Orleans, the brand of
Congressional reprobation. The people of the United States, by the voice of
Congress, solemnly declare the domestic traffic in slaves offensive in their
sight. The Nation judges this traffic. The Nation says to it, "Get thee
behind me, Satan!" [Excitement and applause.] It is true that Congress has
not, as in the case of the foreign slave-trade, stamped it as piracy, and
awarded to its perpetrators the doom of pirates; but it condemns the trade, and
gives to general scorn those who partake of it. To this extent the National
Government speaks for Freedom. And in doing this, it asserts, under the
Constitution, legislative jurisdiction over the subject of Slavery in the
District, thus preparing the way for that complete act of Abolition which is
necessary to purge the National Capital of its still remaining curse and shame.
The other measure
which I hail with thankfulness is the Abolition of Flogging in the Navy. ["Hear!
hear!"] Beyond the direct reform thus accomplished — after much effort,
finally crowned with encouraging success is the indirect influence of this law,
especially in rebuking the lash, wheresoever and by whomsoever employed.
Two props and stays
of Slavery are weakened and undermined by Congressional legislation. Without
the slave-trade and without the lash, Slavery must fall to earth. By these the
whole monstrosity is upheld. If I seem to exaggerate the consequence of these
measures of Abolition, you will pardon it to a sincere conviction of their
powerful, though subtile and indirect influence, quickened by a desire to find
something good in a Congress which has furnished occasion for so much
disappointment. Other measures there are which must be regarded not only with
regret, but with indignation and disgust. [Sensation.]
Two broad
territories, New Mexico and Utah, under the exclusive jurisdiction of Congress,
have been organized without any prohibition of Slavery. In laying the
foundation of their governments, destined hereafter to control the happiness of
innumerable multitudes, Congress has omitted the Great Ordinance of Freedom,
first moved by Jefferson, and consecrated by the experience of the Northwestern
Territory: thus rejecting those principles of Human Liberty which are
enunciated in our Declaration
of Independence, which are essential to every Bill of Rights, and without
which a Republic is a name and nothing more.
Still further, a
vast territory, supposed to be upwards of seventy thousand square miles in
extent, larger than all New England, has been taken from New Mexico, and, with
ten million dollars besides, given to slaveholding Texas: thus, under the plea
of settling the western boundary of Texas, securing to this State a large sum
of money, and consigning to certain Slavery an important territory.
And still further,
as if to do a deed which should "make heaven weep, all earth amazed,"
this same Congress, in disregard of all cherished safeguards of Freedom, has
passed a most cruel, unchristian, devilish law to secure the return into
Slavery of those fortunate bondmen who find shelter by our firesides. This is
the Fugitive Slave Bill,—a device which despoils the party claimed as slave,
whether in reality slave or freeman, of Trial by Jury, that sacred right, and
usurps the question of Human Freedom, the highest question known to the law,
committing it to the unaided judgment of a single magistrate, on ex parte
evidence it may be, by affidavit, without the sanction of cross-examination. Under
this detestable, Heaven-defying Bill, not the slave only, but the colored
freeman of the North, may be swept into ruthless captivity; and there is no
white citizen, born among us, bred in our schools, partaking in our affairs,
voting in our elections, whose liberty is not assailed also. Without any
discrimination of color, the Bill surrenders all claimed as "owing service
or labor" to the same tyrannical judgment. And mark once more its
heathenism. By unrelenting provisions it visits with bitter penalties of fine
and imprisonment the faithful men and women who render to the fugitive that
countenance, succor, and shelter which Christianity expressly requires.
["Shame! shame!"] Thus, from beginning to end, it sets at nought the
best principles of the Constitution, and the very laws of God. [Great
sensation.]
I might occupy your
time in exposing the unconstitutionality of this Act. Denying the Trial by
Jury, it is three times unconstitutional: first, as the Constitution declares
"the right of the people to be secure in their persons against
unreasonable seizures"; secondly, as it further provides that "no
person shall be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of
law"; and, thirdly, because it expressly establishes, that "in suits
at Common Law, where the value in controversy shall exceed twenty dollars, the
right of trial by jury shall be preserved." By this triple cord the
framers of the Constitution secured Trial by Jury in every question of Human
Freedom. That man is little imbued with the true spirit of American
institutions, has little sympathy with Bills of Rights, is lukewarm for
Freedom, who can hesitate to construe the Constitution so as to secure this
safeguard. [Enthusiastic applause.]
Again, the Act is
unconstitutional in the unprecedented and tyrannical powers it confers upon
Commissioners. These petty officers are appointed, not by the President with
the advice of the Senate, but by the Courts of Law,—hold their places, not
during good behavior, but at the will of the Court,—and receive for their
services, not a regular salary, but fees in each individual case. And yet in
these petty officers, thus appointed, thus compensated, and holding their
places by the most uncertain tenure, is vested a portion of that "judicial
power," which, according to the positive text of the Constitution, can be
in "judges" only, holding office during good behavior,"
receiving "at stated times for their services a compensation which shall
not be diminished during their continuance in office," and, it would seem
also, appointed by the President and confirmed by the Senate, being three
conditions of judicial power. Adding meanness to violation of the Constitution,
the Commissioner is bribed by a double fee to pronounce against Freedom.
Decreeing a man to Slavery, he receives ten dollars; saving the man to Freedom,
his fee is five dollars. ["Shame! shame!"]
But I will not
pursue these details. The soul sickens in the contemplation of this
legalized outrage. In the dreary annals of the Past there are many acts of
shame,—there are ordinances of monarchs, and laws, which have become a byword
and a hissing to the nations. But when we consider the country and the age, I
ask fearlessly, what act of shame, what ordinance of monarch, what law, can
compare in atrocity with this enactment of an American Congress?
["None!"] I do not forget Appius Claudius, tyrant Decemvir of ancient
Rome, condemning Virginia as a slave, nor Louis the Fourteenth, of France,
letting slip the dogs of religious persecution by the revocation of the Edict
of Nantes, nor Charles the First, of England, arousing the patriot rage of
Hampden by the extortion of Ship-money, nor the British Parliament, provoking,
in our own country, spirits kindred to Hampden, by the tyranny of the Stamp Act
and Tea Tax. I would not exaggerate; I wish to keep within bounds; but I think
there can be little doubt that the condemnation now affixed to all these
transactions, and to their authors, must be the lot hereafter of the Fugitive
Slave Bill, and of every one, according to the measure of his influence, who
gave it his support. [Three cheers were here given.] Into the immortal
catalogue of national crimes it has now passed, drawing, by inexorable
necessity, its authors also, and chiefly him, who, as President of the United
States, set his name to the Bill, and breathed into it that final breath
without which it would bear no life. [Sensation.] Other Presidents may be
forgotten; but the name signed to the Fugitive Slave Bill can never be
forgotten. ["Never!"] There are depths of infamy, as there are
heights of fame. I regret to say what I must, but truth compels me. Better for
him, had he never been born! [Renewed applause.] Better for his memory, and for
the good name of his children, had he never been President! [Repeated cheers.]
I have likened this Bill to the Stamp Act, and
I trust that the parallel may be continued yet further, by a burst of popular
feeling against all action under it similar to that which glowed in the breasts
of our fathers. Listen to the words of John Adams, as written in his Diary at
the time.
"The year 1765
has been the most remarkable year of my life. That enormous engine, fabricated
by the British Parliament, for battering down all the rights and liberties of
America, I mean the Stamp Act, has raised and spread through the whole
continent a spirit that will be recorded to our honor with all future
generations. In every colony, from Georgia to New Hampshire inclusively, the
stamp distributors and inspectors have been compelled by the unconquerable rage
of the people to renounce their offices. Such and so universal has been the
resentment of the people, that every man who has dared to speak in favor of the
stamps, or to soften the detestation in which they are held, how great soever
his abilities and virtues had been esteemed before, or whatever his fortune,
connections, and influence had been, has been seen to sink into universal
contempt and ignominy."1 [A voice, "Ditto for the
Slave-Hunter!"]
Earlier than John
Adams, the first Governor of Massachusetts, John Winthrop, set the example of
refusing to enforce laws against the liberties of the people. After describing
Civil Liberty, and declaring the covenant between God and man in the Moral Law,
he uses these good words:
"This Liberty
is the proper end and object of authority, and cannot subsist without it; and
it is a liberty to that only which is good, just, and honest. This liberty you
are to stand for, with the hazard not only of your goods, but of your lives, if
need be. Whatsoever crosseth this is not authority, but a distemper
thereof."2
Surely the love of
Freedom is not so far cooled among us, descendants of those who opposed the
Stamp Act, that we are insensible to the Fugitive Slave Bill. In those other
days, the unconquerable rage of the people compelled the stamp distributors and
inspectors to renounce their offices, and held up to detestation all who dared
to speak in favor of the stamps. Shall we be more tolerant of those who
volunteer in favor of this Bill? ["No! no!"]—more tolerant of the
Slave-Hunter, who, under its safeguard, pursues his prey upon our soil?
["No! no!"] The Stamp Act could not be executed here. Can the
Fugitive Slave Bill? ["Never!”]
And here, Sir, let
me say, that it becomes me to speak with caution. It happens that I sustain an
important relation to this Bill. Early in professional life I was designated by
the late Judge Story a Commissioner of his Court, and, though I do not very
often exercise the functions of this appointment, my name is still upon the list.
As such, I am one of those before whom the panting fugitive may be dragged for
the decision of the question, whether he is a freeman or a slave. But while it
becomes me to speak with caution, I shall not hesitate to speak with plainness.
I cannot forget that I am a man, although I am a Commissioner. [Three cheers
here given.]
Could the same
spirit which inspired the Fathers enter into our community now, the marshals,
and every magistrate who regarded this law as having any constitutional
obligation, would resign, rather than presume to execute it. This, perhaps, is
too much to expect. But I will not judge such officials. To their own
consciences I leave them. Surely no person of humane feelings and with any true
sense of justice, living in a land "where bells have knolled to
church," whatever may be the apology of public station, can fail to recoil
from such service. For myself let me say, that I can imagine no office, no
salary, no consideration, which I would not gladly forego, rather than become in
any way the agent in enslaving my brother-man. [Sensation.] Where for me were
comfort and solace after such a work? [A voice, "Nowhere!"] In dreams
and in waking hours, in solitude and in the street, in the meditations of the
closet and in the affairs of men, wherever I turned, there my victim would
stare me in the face. From distant rice-fields and sugar-plantations of the
South, his cries beneath the vindictive lash, his moans at the thought of
Liberty, once his, now, alas! ravished away, would pursue me, repeating the
tale of his fearful doom, and sounding, forever sounding, in my ears,
"Thou art the man!" [Applause.]
The magistrate who
pronounces the decree of Slavery, and the marshal who enforces it, act in
obedience to law. This is their apology; and it is the apology also of the
masters of the Inquisition, as they ply the torture amidst the shrieks of their
victim. Can this weaken accountability for wrong? Disguise it, excuse it, as
they will, the fact must glare before the world, and penetrate the conscience
too, that the fetters by which the unhappy fugitive is bound are riveted by
their tribunal,—that his second life of wretchedness dates from their agency,
that his second birth as a slave proceeds from them. The magistrate and marshal
do for him here, in a country which vaunts a Christian civilization, what the
naked, barbarous Pagan chiefs beyond the sea did for his grandfather in Congo:
they transfer him to the Slave-Hunter, and for this service receive the very
price paid for his grandfather in Congo, ten dollars! ["Shame!
shame!"]
Gracious Heaven! can
such things be on our Free Soil? ["No!"] Shall the evasion of Pontius
Pilate be enacted anew, and a judge vainly attempt, by washing the hands, to
excuse himself for condemning one in whom he can "find no fault"?
Should any court, sitting here in Massachusetts, for the first time in her
history, become agent of the Slave-Hunter, the very images of our fathers would
frown from the walls; their voices would cry from the ground; their spirits,
hovering in the air, would plead, remonstrate, protest, against the cruel
judgment. [Cheers.] There is a legend of the Church, still living on the
admired canvas of a Venetian artist, that St. Mark, descending from the skies
with headlong fury into the public square, broke the manacles of a slave in
presence of the very judge who had decreed his fate. This is known as "The
Miracle of the Slave," and grandly has Art illumined the scene.3
Should Massachusetts hereafter, in an evil hour, be desecrated by any such
decree, may the good Evangelist once more descend with valiant arm to break the
manacles of the Slave! [Enthusiasm.]
Sir, I will not
dishonor this home of the Pilgrims, and of the Revolution, by admitting nay, I
cannot believe that this Bill will be executed here. [“Never!”] Among us, as
elsewhere, individuals may forget humanity, in fancied loyalty to law; but the
public conscience will not allow a man who has trodden our streets as a freeman
to be dragged away as a slave. [Applause.] By escape from bondage he has shown
that true manhood which must grapple to him every honest heart. He may be
ignorant and rude, as poor, but he is of true nobility. Fugitive Slaves are the
heroes of our age. In sacrificing them to this foul enactment we violate every
sentiment of hospitality, every whispering of the heart, every commandment of
religion..
There are many who
will never shrink, at any cost, and notwithstanding all the atrocious penalties
of this Bill, from effort to save a wandering fellow-man from bondage; they
will offer him the shelter of their houses, and, if need be, will protect his
liberty by force. But let me be understood; I counsel no violence. There is
another power, stronger than any individual arm, which I invoke: I mean that
irresistible Public Opinion, inspired by love of God and man, which, without
violence or noise, gently as the operations of Nature, makes and unmakes laws.
Let this Public Opinion be felt in its might, and the Fugitive Slave Bill will
become everywhere among us a dead letter. No lawyer will aid it by counsel, no
citizen will be its agent; it will die of inanition, like a spider beneath an
exhausted receiver. [Laughter.] Oh! it were well the tidings should spread
throughout the land that here in Massachusetts this accursed Bill has found no servant.
[Cheers.] "Sire, in Bayonne are honest citizens and brave soldiers only,
but not one executioner," was the reply of the governor to the royal
mandate from Charles the Ninth, of France, ordering the massacre of St.
Bartholomew.4 [Sensation.]
It rests with you,
my fellow-citizens, by word and example, by calm determinations and devoted
lives, to do this work. From a humane, just, and religious people will spring a
Public Opinion to keep perpetual guard over the liberties of all within our
borders. Nay, more, like the flaming sword of the cherubim at the gates of
Paradise, turning on every side, it shall prevent any SLAVE-HUNTER from ever
setting foot in this Commonwealth. Elsewhere he may pursue his human prey,
employ his congenial bloodhounds, and exult in his successful game; but into
Massachusetts he must not come. Again, let me be understood, I counsel no
violence. I would not touch his person. Not with whips and thongs would I
scourge him from the land. The contempt, the indignation, the abhorrence of the
community shall be our weapons of offence. Wherever he moves, he shall find no
house to receive him, no table spread to nourish him, no welcome to cheer him.
The dismal lot of the Roman exile shall be his. He shall be a wanderer, without
roof, fire, or water. Men shall point at him in the streets, and on the
highways.
“Sleep
shall neither night nor day
Hang
upon his penthouse-lid;
He
shall live a man forbid;
Weary
sevennights nine times nine
Shall
he dwindle, peak, and pine.” [Applause.]
Villages, towns, and
cities shall refuse to receive the monster; they shall vomit him forth, never
again to disturb the repose of our community. [Repeated rounds of applause.]
The feelings with
which we regard the Slave-Hunter will be extended soon to all the mercenary
agents and heartless minions, who, without any positive obligation of law,
become part of his pack. They are volunteers, and, as such, must share the
ignominy of the chief Hunter. [Cheers.]
I have dwelt thus
long upon the Fugitive Slave Bill especially in the hope of contributing
something to that Public Opinion which is destined in the Free States to be the
truest defence of the slave. I now advance to other more general duties.
We have seen what
Congress has done. And yet, in the face of these enormities of legislation—of
Territories organized without the prohibition of Slavery, of a large province
surrendered to Texas and to Slavery, and of this execrable Fugitive Slave
Bill,—in the face also of Slavery still sanctioned in the District of Columbia,
of the Slave-Trade between domestic ports under the flag of the Union, and of
the Slave Power still dominant over the National Government, we are told that
the Slavery Question is settled. Yes, settled, settled, — that is the word.
Nothing, Sir, can be settled which is not right. [Sensation.] Nothing can be
settled which is against Freedom. Nothing can be settled which is contrary to
the Divine Law. God, Nature, and all the holy sentiments of the heart repudiate
any such false seeming settlement.
Amidst the shifts
and changes of party, our DUTIES remain, pointing the way to action. By no
subtle compromise or adjustment can men suspend the commandments of God. By no
trick of managers, no hocus-pocus of politicians, no "mush of
concession," can we be released from this obedience. It is, then, in the
light of duties that we are to find peace for our country and ourselves. Nor
can any settlement promise peace which is not in harmony with those everlasting
principles from which our duties spring.
Here I shall be brief.
Slavery is wrong. It is the source of unnumbered woes, not the least of which
is its influence on the Slaveholder himself, rendering him insensible to its
outrage. It overflows with injustice and inhumanity. Language toils in vain to
picture the wretchedness and wickedness which it sanctions and perpetuates.
Reason revolts at the impious assumption that man can hold property in man. As
it is our perpetual duty to oppose wrong, so must we oppose Slavery; nor can we
ever relax in this opposition, so long as the giant evil continues anywhere
within the sphere of our influence. Especially must we oppose it, wherever we are
responsible for its existence, or in any way parties to it.
And now mark the
distinction. The testimony which we bear against Slavery, as against all other
wrong, is, in different ways, according to our position. The Slavery which
exists under other governments, as in Russia or Turkey, or in other States of
our Union, as in Virginia and Carolina, we can oppose only through the influence
of morals and religion, without in any way invoking the Political Power. Nor do
we propose to act otherwise. But Slavery, where we are parties to it, wherever
we are responsible for it, everywhere within our jurisdiction, must be opposed
not only by all the influences of literature, morals, and religion, but
directly by every instrument of Political Power. [Rounds of applause.] As it is
sustained by law, it can be overthrown only by law; and the legislature having
jurisdiction over it must be moved to consummate the work. I am sorry to
confess that this can be done only through the machinery of politics. The
politician, then, must be summoned. The moralist and philanthropist must become
for this purpose politicians, not forgetting morals or philanthropy, but
seeking to apply them practically in the laws of the land.
It is a mistake to
say, as is often charged, that we seek to interfere, through Congress, with
Slavery in the States, or in any way to direct the legislation of Congress upon
subjects not within its jurisdiction. Our political aims, as well as our
political duties, are coextensive with our political responsibilities. And
since we at the North are responsible for Slavery, wherever it exists under the
jurisdiction of Congress, it is unpardonable in us not to exert every power we
possess to enlist Congress against it.
Looking at details:
We demand, first and
foremost, the instant Repeal of the Fugitive Slave Bill. [Cheers.]
We demand the
Abolition of Slavery in the District of Columbia. [Cheers.]
We demand of
Congress the exercise of its time-honored power to prohibit Slavery in the
Territories. [Cheers.]
We demand of
Congress that it shall refuse to receive any new Slave State into the Union.
[Cheers, repeated.]
We demand the
Abolition of the Domestic Slave Trade, so far as it can be constitutionally
reached, but particularly on the high seas under the National Flag.
And, generally, we
demand from the National Government the exercise of all constitutional power to
relieve itself from responsibility for Slavery.
And yet one thing
further must be done. The Slave Power must be overturned, so that the National
Government may be put openly, actively, and perpetually on the side of Freedom.
[Prolonged applause.]
In demanding the overthrow
of the Slave Power, we but seek to exclude from the operations of the National
Government a political influence, having its origin in Slavery, which has been
more potent, sinister, and mischievous than any other in our history. This
Power, though unknown to the Constitution, and existing in defiance of its true
spirit, now predominates over Congress, gives the tone to its proceedings,
seeks to control all our public affairs, and humbles both the great political
parties to its will. It is that combination of Slave-masters, whose bond of
union is a common interest in Slavery. Time would fail me in exposing the
extent to which its influence has been felt, the undue share of offices it has
enjoyed, and the succession of its evil deeds. Suffice it to say, that, for a
long period, the real principle of this union was not observed by the Free
States. In the game of office and legislation the South has always won. It has
played with loaded dice,—loaded with Slavery. [Laughter.] The trick of the
Automaton Chess-Player, so long an incomprehensible marvel, has been repeated,
with similar success. Let the Free States make a move on the board, and the
South says, "Check !” [“Hear! hear!"] Let them strive for Free Trade,
as they did once, and the cry is, "Check!" Let them jump towards
Protection, and it is again, "Check!" Let them move towards Internal
Improvements, and the cry is still, "Check!" Whether forward or
backward, to the right or left, wherever they turn, the Free States are pursued
by an inexorable "Check!" But the secret is now discovered. Amid the
well-arranged machinery which seemed to move the victorious chess-player is a living
force, only recently discovered,—being none other than the Slave Power. It is
the Slave Power which has been perpetual victor, saying always,
"Check!" to the Free States. As this influence is now disclosed, it
only remains that it should be openly encountered in the field of politics. [A
voice, “That is the true way.”]
Such is our cause.
It is not sectional; for it simply aims to establish under the National
Government those great principles of Justice and Humanity which are broad and
universal as Man. It is not aggressive; for it does not seek in any way to
interfere through Congress with Slavery in the States. It is not contrary to
the Constitution; for it recognizes this paramount law, and in the
administration of the Government invokes the spirit of its founders. It is not
hostile to the quiet of the country; for it proposes the only course by which
agitation can be allayed, and quiet be permanently established. And yet there
is an attempt to suppress this cause, and to stifle its discussion.
Vain and wretched
attempt! [A band of music in the street here interrupted the speaker.]
I am willing to stop
for one moment, if the audience will allow me, that they may enjoy that music.
[Several voices, "Go on! go on!" Another voice, "We have better
music here." After a pause the speaker proceeded.]
Fellow-citizens, I
was saying that it is proposed to suppress this cause, and to stifle this
discussion. But this cannot be done. That subject which more than all other
subjects needs careful, conscientious, and kind consideration in the national
councils, which will not admit of postponement or hesitation, which is allied
with the great interests of the country, which controls the tariff and causes
war, which concerns alike all parts of the land, North and South, East and
West, which affects the good name of the Republic in the family of civilized
nations, the subject of subjects, has now at last, after many struggles, been
admitted within the pale of legislative discussion. From this time forward it
must be entertained by Congress. It will be one of the orders of the day. It
cannot be passed over or forgotten. It cannot be blinked out of sight. The
combinations of party cannot remove it. The intrigues of politicians cannot
jostle it aside. There it is, in towering colossal proportions, filling the very
halls of the Capitol, while it overshadows and darkens all other subjects.
There it will continue, till driven into oblivion by the irresistible Genius of
Freedom. [Cheers.]
I am not blind to
adverse signs. The wave of reaction, after sweeping over Europe, has reached
our shores. The barriers of Human Rights are broken down. Statesmen, writers,
scholars, speakers, once their uncompromising professors, have become
professors of compromise. All this must be changed. Reaction must be stayed.
The country must be aroused. The cause must again be pressed, with the fixed
purpose never to moderate our efforts until crowned by success. [Applause.] The
National Government, everywhere within its proper constitutional sphere, must
be placed on the side of Freedom. The policy of Slavery, which has so long
prevailed, must give place to the policy of Freedom. The Slave Power, fruitful
parent of national ills, must be driven from its supremacy. Until all this is
done, the friends of the Constitution and of Human Rights cannot cease from
labor, nor can the Republic hope for any repose but the repose of submission.
Men of all parties
and pursuits, who wish well to their country, and would preserve its good name,
must join now. Welcome here the Conservative and the Reformer for our cause
stands on the truest Conservatism and the truest Reform. In seeking the reform
of existing evils, we seek also the conservation of the principles handed down
by our fathers. Welcome especially the young! To you I appeal with confidence.
Trust to your generous impulses, and to that reasoning of the heart, which is
often truer, as it is less selfish, than the calculations of the head.
[Enthusiasm.] Do not exchange your aspirations for the skepticism of age. Yours
is the better part. In the Scriptures it is said that "your young men
shall see visions and your old men. shall dream dreams"; on which Lord
Bacon has recorded the ancient inference, "that young men are admitted
nearer to God than old, because vision is a clearer revelation than a dream."5
It is not uncommon
to hear people declare themselves against Slavery, and willing to unite in
practical efforts. Practical is the favorite word. At the same time, in the
loftiness of pharisaic pride, they have nothing but condemnation, reproach, or
contempt for the earnest souls that have striven long years in this struggle.
To such I would say, If you are sincere in what you declare, if your words are
not merely lip-service, if in your heart you are entirely willing to join in
practical effort against Slavery, then, by life, conversation, influence, vote,
disregarding "the ancient forms of party strife," seek to carry the
principles of Freedom into the National Government, wherever its jurisdiction
is acknowledged and its power can be felt. Thus, with out any interference with
the States which are beyond this jurisdiction, may you help to efface the blot
of Slavery from the National brow.
Do this, and you
will most truly promote that harmony which you so much desire. And under this
blessed influence tranquillity will be established throughout the country.
Then, at last, the Slavery Question will be settled. Banished from its usurped
foothold under the National Government, Slavery will no longer enter, with
distracting force, into national politics, making and unmaking laws, making and
unmaking Presidents. Confined to the States, where it is left by the
Constitution, it will take its place as a local institution, if, alas! continue
it must, for which we are in no sense responsible, and against which we cannot
exert any political power. We shall be relieved from the present painful and
irritating connection with it, the existing antagonism between the South and
the North will be softened, crimination and recrimination will cease, and the
wishes of the Fathers will be fulfilled, while this Great Evil is left to all
kindly influences and the prevailing laws of social economy.
To every laborer in
a cause like this there are satisfactions unknown to the common political
partisan. Amidst all apparent reverses, notwithstanding the hatred of enemies
or the coldness of friends, he has the consciousness of duty done. Whatever may
be existing impediments, his also is the cheering conviction that every word
spoken, every act performed, every vote cast for this cause, helps to swell
those quickening influences by which Truth, Justice, and Humanity will be
established upon earth. [Cheers.] He may not live to witness the blessed
consummation, but it is none the less certain.
Others may dwell on
the Past as secure. Under the laws of a beneficent God the Future also is
secure, on the single condition that we labor for its great objects.
[Enthusiastic applause.]
The language of
jubilee, which, amidst reverse and discouragement, burst from the soul of
Milton, as he thought of sacrifice for the Church, will be echoed by every one
who toils and suffers for Freedom. "Now by this little diligence,"
says the great patriot of the English Commonwealth, "mark what a privilege
I have gained with good men and saints, to claim my right of lamenting the
tribulations of the Church, if she should suffer, when others, that have
ventured nothing for her sake, have not the honor to be admitted mourners. But
if she lift up her drooping head and prosper, among those that have something
more than wished her welfare, I have my charter and freehold of rejoicing to me
and my heirs.6 We, too, may have our charter and freehold of
rejoicing to ourselves and our heirs, if we now do our duty.
I have spoken of
votes. Living in a community where political power is lodged with the people,
and each citizen is an elector, the vote is an important expression of opinion.
The vote is the cutting edge. It is well to have correct opinions, but the vote
must follow. The vote is the seed planted; without it there can be no sure
fruit. The winds of heaven, in their beneficence, may scatter the seed in the
furrow; but it is not from such accidents that our fields wave with the golden
harvest. He is a foolish husbandman who neglects to sow his seed; and he is an
unwise citizen, who, desiring the spread of good principles, neglects to deposit
his vote for the candidate who is the representative of those principles.
Admonished by
experience of timidity, irresolution, and weakness in our public men,
particularly at Washington, amidst the temptations of ambition and power, the
friends of Freedom cannot lightly bestow their confidence. They can put trust
only in men of tried character and inflexible will. Three things at least they
must require the first is backbone; the second is backbone; and the third is
backbone. [Loud cheers.] My language is homely; I hardly pardon myself for
using it; but it expresses an idea which must not be forgotten. When I see a
person of upright character and pure soul yielding to a temporizing policy, I
cannot but say, He wants backbone. When I see a person talking loudly against
Slavery in private, but hesitating in public, and failing in the time of trial,
I say, He wants backbone. When I see a person who coöperated with Antislavery
men, and then deserted them, I say, He wants backbone. ["Hear!
hear!"] When I see a person leaning upon the action of a political party,
and never venturing to think for himself, I say, He wants backbone. When I see
a person careful always to be on the side of the majority, and unwilling to
appear in a minority, or, if need be, to stand alone, I say, He wants backbone.
[Applause.] Wanting this, they all want that courage, constancy, firmness,
which are essential to the support of PRINCIPLE. Let no such man be trusted.
[Renewed applause.]
For myself,
fellow-citizens, my own course is determined. The first political convention
which I ever attended was in the spring of 1845, against the annexation of
Texas. I was at that time a silent and passive Whig. I had never held political
office, nor been a candidate for any. No question ever before drew me to any
active political exertion. The strife of politics seemed. to me ignoble. A
desire to do what I could against Slavery led me subsequently to attend two
different State Conventions of Whigs, where I coöperated with eminent citizens
in endeavor to arouse the party in Massachusetts to its Antislavery duties. A
conviction that the Whig party was disloyal to Freedom, and an ardent
aspiration to help the advancement of this great cause, has led me to leave
that party, and dedicate what of strength and ability I have to the present
movement. [Great applause.]
To vindicate
Freedom, and oppose Slavery, so far as I may constitutionally,—with
earnestness, and yet, I trust, without personal unkindness on my part, is the
object near my heart. Would that I could impress upon all who now hear me something
of the strength of my own convictions! Would that my voice, leaving this
crowded hall to-night, could traverse the hills and valleys of New England,
that it could run along the rivers and the lakes of my country, lighting in
every heart a beacon-flame to arouse the slumberers throughout the land!
[Sensation.] In this cause I care not for the name by which I am called. Let it
be Democrat, or "Loco-foco," if you please. No man in earnest will
hesitate on account of a name. Rejoicing in associates from any quarter, I
shall be found ever with that party which most truly represents the principles
of Freedom. [Applause.] Others may become indifferent to these principles,
bartering them for political success, vain and short-lived, or forgetting the
visions of youth in the
dreams of age.
Whenever I forget them, whenever I become indifferent to them, whenever I cease
to be constant in maintaining them, through good report and evil report, in any
future combinations of party, then may my tongue cleave to the roof of my
mouth, may my right hand forget its cunning! [Cheers.]
And now as I close,
fellow-citizens, I return in thought to the political election with which I began.
If from this place I could make myself heard by the friends of Freedom
throughout the Commonwealth, I would give them for a rallying-cry three words,
— FREEDOM, UNION, VICTORY!
1 Diary, December 18, 1765: Works, Vol. II. p
154.
2 History of New England (ed. Savage), 1645,
Vol. II. p. 229.
3 An eloquent French critic says, among other
things, of this greatest picture of Tintoretto, that "no painting
surpasses, or perhaps equals" it, and that, before seeing it, "one
can have no idea of the human imagination." (Taine, Italy, Florence, and
Venice, tr. Durand, pp. 314, 316.) Some time after this Speech an early copy or
sketch of this work fell into Mr. Sumner's hands, and it is now a cherished
souvenir of those anxious days when the pretensions of Slavery were at their
height.
4 Le Vicomte d'Orthez à Charles IX.:
D'Aubigné, Histoire Universelle, Part. II. Liv. I. ch. 5, cited by Sismondi,
Histoire des Français, Tom. XIX. p. 177, note. I gladly copy this noble letter.
"Sire, j'ai communiqué le commandement de Votre Majesté ses fidèles
habitans et gens de guerre de la garnison; je n'y ai trouvé que bons citoyens
et braves soldats, mais pas un bourreau. C'est pourquoi eux et moi supplions
très humblement Votre dite Majesté vouloir employer en choses possibles,
quelque hasardeuses qu'elles soient, nos bras et nos vies, comme étant, autant
qu'elles dureront, Sire, vôtres."
5 Essays, XLII. Of Youth and Age.
6 The Reason of Church Government, Book II.,
Introduction: Prose Works, ed. Symmons, Vol. I. p. 117.