Named Entity Results, George Thompson

Letter to George Thompson (1839). This letter was written in England in the summer of 1809, and read by Mr. Thompson at the Anniversary of the Glasgow Emancipation Society in that year. My dear Thompson,--I am very sorry to say no to your pressing request, but I cannot come to Glasgow; duty takes me elsewhere. My heart wiMr. Thompson at the Anniversary of the Glasgow Emancipation Society in that year. My dear Thompson,--I am very sorry to say no to your pressing request, but I cannot come to Glasgow; duty takes me elsewhere. My heart will be with you though, on the 1st of August, and I need not say how much pleasure it would give me to meet, on that day especially, the men to whom my country owes so much, and on the spot dear to every American Abolitionist as the scene of your triumphant refutation and stern rebuke of Breckinridge. I do not think any of you canThompson,--I am very sorry to say no to your pressing request, but I cannot come to Glasgow; duty takes me elsewhere. My heart will be with you though, on the 1st of August, and I need not say how much pleasure it would give me to meet, on that day especially, the men to whom my country owes so much, and on the spot dear to every American Abolitionist as the scene of your triumphant refutation and stern rebuke of Breckinridge. I do not think any of you can conceive the feelings with which an American treads such scenes. You cannot realize the debt of gratitude he feels to be due, and is eager to pay to those who have spoken in behalf of humanity, and whose voices have come to him across the water. The vale of Leven, Exeter Hall, Glasgow, and Birmingham are consecrated spots,--the

Welcome to George Thompson (1840). A reception to George Thompson, in Faneuil Hall, November George Thompson, in Faneuil Hall, November 15, 1850, was broken up by an angry mob. The meeting was therefore adjourned to Worcester, and suppthe fear of national rebuke at the hands of Mr. Thompson. I am afraid it was no such honorable sentnd especially so big and bitter a drop as George Thompson. [Cheers.] We should have chosen our timbster Whiggery, I mean,--as of hatred for George Thompson. [Cheers.] And it is in connection, part her, and judge for yourselves! There is George Thompson, welcomed by the heart, if he could not bRome for me. [Cheers.] Our welcome to George Thompson to-night is only the joy we have in grasp. [Cheers.] When, therefore, we recount to Mr. Thompson our success and marvellous progress, we areuent gentleman flat plagiarism? Besides, George Thompson has come to his Cuba, come where his starch better Father Mathew played his cards! Mr. Thompson comes here for the benefit of his health.

because they regard duties but through the glass of petty interests. Your people has that instinct of justice and generosity (!) which is the stamp of mankind's heavenly origin; and it is conscious of your country's power; it is jealous of its own dignity; it knows that it has the power to restore the law of nations to the principles of justice and right; and knowing itself to have the power, it is willing to be as good as it is powerful. These are the twenty millions of people whom George Thompson, with such striking truth, has described as engaged in one great slave hunt, with their President at their head, pursuing a poor, trembling fugitive, flying for refuge to the flag of Great Britain, on the other side of the lakes. Your people have that instinct of justice and generosity which is the stamp of mankind's heavenly origin (!!!). May your kind anticipations of me be not disappointed! I am but a plain man. I have nothing in me but honest fidelity to those principles whic

iron which lies on the floor of his tent. Saladin says, I cannot do that ; but he takes an eider-down pillow from the sofa, and drawing his keen blade across it, it falls in two pieces. Richard says, This is the black art; it is magic; it is the devil: you cannot cut that which has no resistance; and Saladin, to show him that such is not the case, takes a scarf from his shoulders, which is so light that it almost floats in the air, and tossing it up, severs it before it can descend. George Thompson told me he saw a man in Calcutta throw a handful of floss-silk into the air, and a Hindoo sever it into pieces with his sabre. We can produce nothing like this. Taking their employment of the mechanical forces, and their movement of large masses from the earth, we know that the Egyptians had the five, seven, or three mechanical powers; but we cannot account for the multiplication and increase necessary to perform the wonders they accomplished. In Boston, lately, we have moved the

hmen to fling pamphlets at the House of Commons. Swift ruled England by pamphlets. Wilberforce summoned the Church, and sought the alliance of influential classes. But O'Connell first showed a profound faith in the human tongue. He descried afar off the coming omnipotence of the press. He called the millions to his side, appreciated the infinite weight of the simple human heart and conscience, and grafted democracy into the British empire. The later Abolitionists — Buxton, Sturge, and Thompson — borrowed his method. Cobden flung it in the face of the almost omnipotent landholders of England, and broke the Tory party forever. They only haunt upper air now in the stolen garments of the Whigs. The English administration recognizes this new partner in the government, and waits to be moved on. Garrison brought the new weapon to our shores. The only wholly useful and thoroughly defensible war Christendom has seen in this century, the greatest civil and social change the English rac