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Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, The colored regiments. (search)
nlistment of colored troops; but Sumner said decisively, No, I do not consider it advisable to agitate that question until the Proclamation of Emancipation has become a fact. Then we will take another step in advance. At a town meeting held in Medford, in December, Mr. Stearns made a speech on the same subject, and was hissed for his pains by the same men who were afterwards saved from the conscription of 1863 by the negroes whom he recruited. Lewis Hayden, the colored janitor of the Statt would seem to have been more that of others than her own. At the celebration which took place on the departure of the regiment for South Carolina, however, Wendell Phillips said: We owe it chiefly to a private citizen, to George L. Stearns, of Medford, that these heroic men are mustered into the service, --a statement which astonished a good many. The statement made by Governor Andrew's private secretary concerning the colored regiments in his memoir of the Governor would seem to have been
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Emerson's tribute to George L. Stearns. (search)
Emerson's tribute to George L. Stearns. Delivered in the First Parish Church of Medford on the Sunday following Major Stearns's death, April 9, 1867. We do not know how to prize good men until they depart. High virtue has such an air of nature and necessity that to thank its possessor would be to praise the water for flowing or the fire for warming us. But, on the instant of their death, we wonder at our past insensibility, when we see how impossible it is to replace them. There will be other good men, but not these again. And the painful surprise which the last week brought us, in the tidings of the death of Mr. Stearns, opened all eyes to the just consideration of the singular merits of the citizen, the neighbor, the friend, the father, and the husband, whom this assembly mourns. We recall the all but exclusive devotion of this excellent man during the last twelve years to public and patriotic interests. Known until that time in no very wide circle as a man of skill
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Centennial Contributions (search)
e moment. It was a fortunate coincidence, which we like to think of to-day, as it undoubtedly gave pleasure to Bronson Alcott and his wife sixty-seven years ago. How genuine were Mr. Alcott and his daughter, Louisa! All else, says the sage, is superficial and perishable, save love and truth only. It is through the love and truth that was in these two that we still feel their influence as if they were living to-day. How well I recollect Mr. Alcott's first visit to my father's house at Medford, when I was a boy! I had the same impression of him then that the consideration of his life makes on me now,--as an exceptional person, but one greatly to be trusted. I could see that he was a man who wished well to me, and to all mankind; who had no intention of encroaching on my rights as an individual in any way whatever; and who, furthermore, had no suspicion of me as a person alien to himself. The criticism made of him by my young brother held good of him then and always,--that he