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