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[430] again, associated with him in counsel and effort. His personal kindness to me and mine—his generous support to the cause of the slave—his unbounded hospitality to its advocates and friends—his frequent sheltering beneath his roof the homeless wanderer and the trembling fugitive—his solid judgment, rare discrimination of character, and grand integrity of life—his cheerful surrender of office, popular favor, and ‘respectable ’ standing in the community, for the sake of universal freedom and eternal right—his prompt disposition to ‘hoist the banner on the outer wall,’ and to take his stand in ‘the deadly, imminent breach,’ with heroic courage and sublime self-forgetfulness—all these, and a thousand other considerations, growing out of the probable nearness of his removal to the world beyond us, occupied my mind during the silent watches of the night, and rendered sleep impossible.


Francis Jackson to W. L. Garrison.

[Boston], Nov. 3d, 1855.
1 Dear Garrison: Among the choicest cordials the nurse brings to my parched lips are your very kind letters, which I should like very much to reply to; but my physician counsels me to put aside all business, forego to meet old friends, even, and keep very quiet. I am now violating his injunctions, but I must send you a word. It has been one of the most fortunate circumstances of my life that I was thrown so near your teaching and influence. I am very greatly indebted to you. It has for many long years been one of the aims of my life to stand by you— how well, it is not for me to say. I want to write more, but cannot; I cannot see you now, but I send you my love.


W. L. Garrison to Francis Jackson.

14 Dix place, Nov. 3, 1855.
2 Happy am I, if, in any manner, I have been of any service to you during our long and endearing acquaintance. But you had nothing to learn of me in regard to the sacred rights of conscience, the freedom of the mind, and the duty of standing by the right at all hazards, whether solitary or backed up by a multitude. These things I found to be a part of your own nature. Moreover, it was your good fortune to throw off, at a much earlier period in life than I did, the fetters of that terrible


1 Ms. in pencil. Afternoon.

2 Ms., dictated. Saturday evening.

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