and never will be, while the oppressive system continues to disgrace our country.
Of course, Friend Hopper
could not otherwise than sympathize with any movement for the abolition of slavery, based on pacific principles.
Pictures and pamphlets, published by the Anti-Slavery Society were offered for sale in his book-store.
During the popular excitement on this subject, in 1834, he was told that his store was about to be attacked by an infuriated rabble, and he had better remove all such publications from the window.
‘Dost thou think I am such a coward as to forsake my principles, or conceal them, at the bidding of a mob?’
said he. Presently, another messenger came to announce that the mob were already in progress, at the distance of a few streets.
He was earnestly advised at least to put up the shutters, that their attention might not be attracted by the pictures.
‘I shall do no such thing,’ he replied.
The excited throng soon came pouring down the street, with loud and discordant yells.
walked out and stood on the steps.
The mob stopped in front of his store.
He looked calmly and firmly at them, and they looked irresolutely at him, like a wild animal spell-bound by the fixed gaze of a human eye. After a brief pause, they renewed their yells, and some of their leaders called out, ‘Go on, to Rose-street!’
They obeyed these orders, and in the absence of Lewis Tappan
, a well-known abolitionist,