“  daughters of the Philistines rejoice.” But you cannot wonder if members of Congress, statesmen, refuse to sacrifice their places for freedom, when we will not sacrifice our purses. . . . Mr. Phillips told us, that on this day, twenty years ago, the military could not protect the meeting, because “ the guns were outside in the mob—or the men who should have carried them.” There has been a time since when the men were on the outside, and the guns too; and as surely as this earth turns on its axis, that time will come again! And it is for you, men who hear me, to think what you will do when that time comes; and it is for you, women who hear me, to think what you will do, and what you are willing—I will not say, to consent that those you love should do, but what you are willing to urge them to do, and to send them from your homes, knowing that they will do it, whether they live or die. I am speaking of realities now; of real dangers and duties here in Boston, that appeal to all,—to non-resistants as much as any other; and in speaking of these, I have said enough. But, I say, in closing, if there is any young man here who is not prepared to devote himself to the doing of such duties, he had better meet the issue now, for this night the duty may be required of him.The mob anniversary was a sort of family gathering, a Thanksgiving festival, of the Boston circle of abolitionists, with joy for those who had survived, and a feeling remembrance for those who had dropped by the way. Among the latter and more recent were John Bishop1 Estlin of Bristol, England, one of the half-dozen indispensable coadjutors of the American Anti-Slavery Society2 across the water;3 and William H. Ashurst, belonging to the same group.
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