Sir, our professions of republicanism and Christianity are1 lofty; but neither God nor the world will judge us by our professions, but by our practices. If the picture I have drawn be a correct one, are we not practically a false, hypocritical and tyrannical nation? I speak the truth, painful, humiliating and terrible as it is; and because I am bold and faithful to do so, am I to be branded as the calumniator and enemy of my country? If to suffer sin upon my brother be to hate him in my heart, then to suffer sin upon my country would be an evidence not of my love but hatred of her. Sir, it is because my affection for her is intense, and paramount to all selfish considerations, that I do not parley with her crimes. I know that she can neither be truly happy nor prosperous while she continues to manacle and brutalize every sixth child born on her soil. Lying lips are speaking “peace, peace,” to her; but she shall not see peace until the tears of her repentance shall have washed away every stain of blood from her escutcheon. They who are defiling her purity, and by their tyrannous acts disgracing her character, have the brazen audacity to pretend that they are jealous of her good name and fame in Europe, and throughout the world! Yes, sir, they who are constantly trading in the bodies and souls of men—ay, the bodies and souls of their own children—who are cracking their bloody whips over the heads and upon the bodies of their lacerated bondmen—who are for banishing the Bible and extinguishing the light of divine revelation—who make it a crime to teach a human being to read—these are the men, and their apologists and abettors, who are full of solicitude for the honor of the nation, that it may appear spotless in the eyes of the world! The hypocrites! they shall at least respect my understanding—they shall know that I am not to be dismayed by their cries of slander, and by their threats of assassination. I tell them, once for all, that I am not their enemy—that it is not in their power, by any exhibition of their malice or revenge, to make me their enemy. It is true, my detestation of their robberies and outrages is unutterable; but I desire nothing so
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