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Mr. Lunt's Report will be suffered to lie upon the table until it rots.
The Senate will not touch it. Good!
Two days later he again wrote to
Mrs. Garrison:
I have indeed been very busy with the paper and other1 matters since my return; so busy that I have visited nobody, except the Chapmans and Miss Sargent, and then rather in the way of business.
Last evening I was at Miss S.'s, in company2 with Mrs. Child and several other friends, and had a very agreeable visit.
Miss S. is a most excellent lady,--so excellent that it is a pity (don't you think so?) she is not some good man's wife.
She speaks of you affectionately, and will be glad to hail your return to the city.3 And so will many others. . . .
We have just had a letter from bro. Phelps at New York,4 stating that Mr. Slade of Vermont had just sent on the agreeable information, that the bill for the admission of Arkansas as a slave State would not get through the House of Representatives, at Washington, short of three or four weeks, and that it will probably create another Missouri excitement.
To-day we have had two hundred petitions printed on a letter-sheet, which will be scattered throughout the Commonwealth for signatures, remonstrating against the admission of that State with slavery into the Union. . . .
Yesterday, I went to hear Dr. Channing preach in the 5 forenoon.
His sermon was a very excellent one, in vindication of the equality of man, and the duty of attempting to elevate the lowest classes of society to the highest intellectual and social improvement.
He spoke in liberal terms of the workingmen.
It was, I should think, too republican a dose for his aristocratical congregation.
It was expressly in view of
Dr. Channing's aristocratic surroundings that
Mr. Garrison, while declaring his book on slavery necessary to be rejected
as a whole, gave him credit not only for pure intentions but for moral courage in publishing it. ‘
Dr. Beecher,’ he added, ‘stands very
6 far below him, in moral dignity, in relation to the great question of slavery.’
Dr. Lyman Beecher's Thanksgiving sermon in
Cincinnati, rather tardily reported in the
Liberator, was the immediate occasion of this remark.
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