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Mr. Garrison—Will the friend wait for a moment, and I will answer him in reference to other churches. (Cheers.)1

Captain Rynders then resumed his seat.

Mr. Garrison then proceeded: Shall we look to the Episcopal church for hope? It was the boast of John C. Calhoun,2 shortly before his death, that that church was impregnable to anti-slavery. That vaunt was founded on truth, for the Episcopal clergy and laity are buyers and sellers of human flesh. We cannot, therefore, look to them. Shall we look to the Presbyterian church? The whole weight of it is on the side of oppression. Ministers and people buy and sell slaves, apparently without any compunctious visitings of conscience. We cannot, therefore, look to them, nor to the Baptists, nor the Methodists; for they, too, are against the slave, and all the sects are combined to prevent that jubilee which it is the will of God should come. . . .

Be not startled when I say that a belief in Jesus is no evidence of goodness (hisses); no, friends.

Voice—Yes it is.

Mr. Garrison—Our friend says ‘yes’; my position is “no.” It is worthless as a test, for the reason I have already assigned in reference to the other tests. His praises are sung in Louisiana, Alabama, and the other Southern States just as well as in Massachusetts.

Captain Rynders—Are you aware that the slaves in the South have their prayer-meetings in honor of Christ?

Mr. Garrison—Not a slaveholding or a slave-breeding Jesus. (Sensation.) The slaves believe in a Jesus that strikes off chains. In this country, Jesus has become obsolete. A profession in him is no longer a test. Who objects to his course in Judaea? The old Pharisees are extinct, and may safely be denounced. Jesus is the most respectable person in the United States. (Great sensation, and murmurs of disapprobation.) Jesus sits in the President's chair of the United States. (A thrill of horror here seemed to run through the assembly.) Zachary Taylor sits there, which is the same thing, for he believes in Jesus. He believes in war,

1Mr. Garrison expressed no surprise at the interruption. There was not the slightest change in his manner or his voice. He simply said: “My friend, if you will wait a moment, your question shall be answered,” or something to that effect. There instantly arose a loud clapping around the stranger in the gallery, and from the outskirts of the audience, at different points’ (Rev. W. H. Furness, Lib. 20: 81).

2 Ante, p. 275.

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