Free as the land where a hero worthy to stand by the side of Louis Kossuth
— I mean Ellen Crafts
[great cheering]--has pistols lying by her bedside for weeks, as protection against your marshals and your sheriffs, your chief-justices and divines, and finds no safe refuge until she finds it in the tender mercies of the wife of that poet who did his service to the cause of freedom at Missolonghi!
But what does Kossuth
wish for Hungary
“My most ardent wish is, that my own country may be, if not as great as yours, at least as free and as happy, which it will be in the establishment of the same great principles.”
“As free and as happy” ! Is that all that the loving son of Hungary
can ask for his native land?
Would he thrust back to serfdom one-sixth part of her twelve millions?
Would he not blush to stand so near even to Austria
, who compels her peasantry to learn to read, and make the teaching of every sixth Hungarian a penal offence?
Would he legislate into existence a nation of Haynaus, and authorize them to whip Magyar women?
Would he fill Hungarian prisons with Draytons and Sayres
, with Torreys and Fairbankses?
Hungarian graves with Crandalls and Lovejoys?
Would he hang his courts in chains, that his brother nobles might drag back their serfs in peace?
Before he repeats such a wish, let him go and meditate one hour more in that dungeon whence one of his comrades went to his grave, and the other came out blind; let him send his thoughts back again to that refuge which the Sultan gave him when he refused, at the hazard of his Crescent, to surrender to his neighbor State the Hungarian Crafts
, Long, etc., who had escaped and claimed his protection.
He would, if he be the man the world believes him, learn there that he never could consent to make Hungary
what these United States
are, and that he begs aid for