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Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), Introduction. (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To E. Carpenter . (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), Correspondence between Mrs. Child , John Brown , and Governor Wise and Mrs. Mason of Virginia . (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Miss Henrietta Sargent . (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To the same. (search)
To the same. 1865.
I agree with Garrison in thinking the Anti-Slavery Society had better dissolve when the States have ratified the amendment to the Constitution.
But I think they ought to form themselves into a society for the protection of the freedmen.
Those old slaveholders will act like Cain as long as they live.
They will try to discourage, misrepresent, and harass the emancipated slave in every way, in order to prevent the new system of things from working well, just as the Jamaica planters did. It will not do to trust the interests of the emancipated to compromising politicians; their out-and-out radical friends must mount guard over them.
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Rev. Samuel J. May . (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To John G. Whittier . (search)
To John G. Whittier. Wayland, January 20, 1876.
You remember Charles Sprague's description of scenes he witnessed from a window near State Street? First, Garrison dragged through the streets by a mob; second, Burns carried back to slavery by United States troops, through the same street; third, a black regiment marching down the same street to the tune of John Brown, to join the United States army for the emancipation of their race.
What a thrilling historical poem might be made of that!
I have always thought that no incident in the antislavery conflict, including the war, was at once so sublime and romantic as Robert G. Shaw riding through Washington Street at the head of that black regiment.
He, so young, so fair, so graceful in his motions, so delicately nurtured, so high-bred in his manners, waving his sword to friends at the windows, like a brave young knight going forth to deeds of high emprise ; followed by that dark-faced train, so long trampled in the dust, and now awa
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Mrs. S. M. Parsons . (search)
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), chapter 177 (search)
Mrs. Child's reminiscences of George Thompson.
Read by Mr. Garrison at a meeting in commemoration of George Thompson, Boston, February 2, 1879.
My most vivid recollection of George Thompson is of his speaking at Julian Hall, on a memorable occasion.
Mr. Stetson, then keeper of the Tremont House, was present with a large number of his slaveholding guests, who had come to Boston to make their annual purchases of the merchants.
Their presence seemed to inspire Mr. Thompson.
Never, even from his eloquent lips, did I hear such scathing denunciations of slavery.
The exasperated Southerners could not contain their wrath.
Their lips were tightly compressed, their hands clenched; and now and then a muttered curse was audible.
Finally, one of them shouted, If we had you down South, we'd cut off your ears.
Mr. Thompson folded his arms in his characteristic manner, looked calmly at the speaker, and replied, Well, sir, if you did cut off my ears, I should still cry aloud, he that hat
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Miss A. B. Francis in Europe . (search)