up all idea of making any further fight.
, Northern Congressmen, Northern editors, Northern churchmen, were the most ready and servile supporters slavery had. Anti-Slavery societies had been abandoned.
Anti-Slavery journals had perished.
Disapprovers of the “institution,” with the exception of a few men of the Lundy stamp and the Lundy obscurity, were silent.
There was one magnificent exception.
It was at that crisis that John Quincy Adams
entered Congress and began a fight against slavery that, covering a period of seventeen years, literally lasted to the last day of his life.
He was carried helpless and dying from the floor of Congress, where he had fallen when in the discharge of his duties.
The position of Mr. Adams
, who had been elected as an independent candidate, was unique.
He owed his official place to no political party, and was, therefore, free from party shackles in regulating his course.
He took up the fight for the black man's freedom as one who was himself absolutely free.
Most wonderfully did he conduct that fight.
There was nothing in the eloquence of Demosthenes
, of Cicero
, of Mirabeau in France
, of Pitt
, that surpassed the force and grandeur of the philippics of Adams
against American slavery.
Alone, for the greater part of his service in Congress, he stood in the midst of his malignant assailants like a rock in a stormy sea. Old man that he was, plainly showing the inroads of physical weakness, he was in that body of distinguished and able men more than a match for any or all of his antagonists.
He was always “the ”