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Archibald H. Grimke, William Lloyd Garrison the Abolitionist, Index. (search)
Courier, Boston, 128, 129, 217. Courier and Enquirer, New York, 171. Corwin, Thomas, 372. Cox, Abraham L., 185, 203, 209. Crandall, Prudence, 165-168, 199. Cresson, Elliott, 150, 151, 153. Cropper, James, 154, 205. Curtin, Andrew G., 372. Curtis, Benjamin R., 354. Cuyler, Rev. Theodore L., 384. Davis, Jefferson, 338, 376. Disunion Convention at Worcester, 361-363. Dole, Ebenezer, 86. Douglas, Stephen A., 353, 365. Douglass, Frederick, 300, 344. Dred Scott Case, 364. Duncan, Rev. James, 008-109. Emancipator, The, 283, 285, 286, 328. Emerson, Ralph Waldo, 281. Evening Post, New York, 208. Everett, Edward, 30, 31, 243, 244. Farnham, Martha, 16. Fessenden, Samuel, 141, 148. Follen, Prof. Charles, 201, 203, 247. Forten, James, 144. Foster, Stephen S., 310, 375. Foster, William E., 390. Fremont, John C., 361. Free Press, 27, 34. Fugitive Slave Law, effect of, 345-347. Fugitive Slaves, The Crafts, Shadrach, Sims, Burns, 349. Fuller, John E., 219. Furness, Rev. W. H
thus sowing the seeds of that great revival which, later in the war, swept through the armies of the West like fire in dry stubble. It has been often said that the Southern people rushed into the war without reflection, and without pausing to think of the awful calamities it would bring with it. This may have been so with many, but it was not so with all. The great minds of the South knew well what was involved in war, war in its worst type-civil war. In the autumn of this year (1862), Bishop James 0. Andrew, of the M. E. Church, South, in an address to his Church, urging a full and cordial maintenance of the Christian ministry in time of war, uttered this prophecy, which the venerable man lived to see fulfilled: We have as yet scarcely seen the half of the evils which this war is bringing on us. To be sure, there is sorrow enough, and poverty and lack of bread enough; in many, very many instances we have extortion and bankruptcy enough, and sufficient manifestations of heartlessne
istence; yes, and feel nothing. Oh, yes! That fellowman! He can gaze upon all this heart-rending spectacle and feel nothing, nothing but the splendors of that fortune he sucks out of the last drop of his country's blood. The love of money-oh, the love of money! Well saith Scripture, It is the root of all evil. Look out, speculator! Yet a little while, and that love of money shall pierce thee through with many sorrows and drown thy soul in perdition and destruction! The venerable Bishop James 0. Andrew, of the M. E. Church, South, in an address to the ministers and members of his denomination, said: These should be days of self-denial. Who can think of making parties and feasting on rich dainties, when thousands of gallant men, away from all their loved ones, are scarcely able to get the plainest food, and are enduring it all patiently, that we may be defended in the enjoyment of home and liberty; and when thousands of the loved ones, whom they have left at home, hav
George H. Gordon, From Brook Farm to Cedar Mountain, Chapter 2: Harper's Ferry and Maryland Heights—Darnstown, Maryland.--Muddy Branch and Seneca Creek on the Potomac—Winter quarters at Frederick, Md. (search)
ns and Kimball. The six-pounder gun opened fire at once upon the Eighth Virginia; so did the supporting force of infantry; while at the same time Major Kimball opened fire on the Mississippians and the dismounted cavalry. The gun in the centre was loaded and fired with energy, but being provided with neither grape nor canister it was almost useless. At an expenditure of moments most precious, boats had been used to bring to the field a field-piece and six horses, with a limber filled with James's percussion shells. Not an ounce of grape could be found, though Colonel Lee searched for it, as he was with his own hands conveying these shells to the gun. It was not fifteen minutes from the time the enemy made his appearance before every man at the field-piece, save one sergeant, was shot down. So withering was the fire, that the two companies of Californians supporting the right of the centre lay down flat upon the ground. Entreaties, violence, and sword cuts by Colonel Baker and h
George H. Gordon, From Brook Farm to Cedar Mountain, Index (search)
commander under McDowell, 278, 279, 330. Rinker, Mr., a Virginia Rebel and storekeeper,--how his disloyalty was rewarded, 153, 154. Roberts, General, staff-officer to Pope, 282. Ruger, Colonel, commands Third Wisconsin Regiment at battle of Cedar Mountain, 291. Rumors, reports, fears, and false alarms, 35, 36, 39-46, 61, 63, 64, 97, 99, 109-112, 163, 165, 166. Russell, H. S., captain in the Second Mass. Regiment,--captured in the battle of Cedar Mountain, 312. S. Savage, James, Captain, and afterwards Major, in the Second Mass. Regiment, 12, 220, 231-233. Mortally wounded and captured in the battle of Cedar Mountain, 311, 312 (note). Dies at Charlottesville, 332. Schenck, General, Federal officer, fights Stonewall Jackson, with Milroy, 178-180. Schouler, William, adjutant-general of Massachusetts, 22. Scott, Lieutenant, aid to General Gordon, 206, 222, 224. Promoted to be captain, 273. Gallantly in the battle of Cedar Mountain, 310 (note). Scott, M
C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874., Section Eighth: the war of the Rebellion. (search)
ible to all. But nothing effectual was done about it till 1866, when the bill was passed. The revision and consolidation were to be completed within three years; but the work was neglected, although the salaries were drawn by Caleb Cushing, Mr. James, of Ohio, and Mr. Johnston, of Pennsylvania. In 1870, a supplementary Act was passed, and President Grant reappointed Mr. James, and associated with him Mr. Abbott, of New York, and Mr. Barringer, of North Carolina. Xxi. To the disgrace Mr. James, and associated with him Mr. Abbott, of New York, and Mr. Barringer, of North Carolina. Xxi. To the disgrace of the Republic, three quarters of a century went by after the adoption of the Constitution, before a colored man was allowed to take out a patent in this country! Mr. Sumner introduced the following resolution: That the Committee on Patents and the Patent Office be instructed to consider if any further legislation is necessary in order to secure to persons of African descent, in our own country, the right to take out patents, for useful inventions, under the Constitution of the United Sta
s text, and making it accessible to all. But nothing effectual was done about it till 1866, when the bill was passed. The revision and consolidation were to be completed within three years; but the work was neglected, although the salaries were drawn by Caleb Cushing, Mr. James, of Ohio, and Mr. Johnston, of Pennsylvania. In 1870, a supplementary Act was passed, and President Grant reappointed Mr. James, and associated with him Mr. Abbott, of New York, and Mr. Barringer, of North Carolina.s text, and making it accessible to all. But nothing effectual was done about it till 1866, when the bill was passed. The revision and consolidation were to be completed within three years; but the work was neglected, although the salaries were drawn by Caleb Cushing, Mr. James, of Ohio, and Mr. Johnston, of Pennsylvania. In 1870, a supplementary Act was passed, and President Grant reappointed Mr. James, and associated with him Mr. Abbott, of New York, and Mr. Barringer, of North Carolina.
C. Edwards Lester, Life and public services of Charles Sumner: Born Jan. 6, 1811. Died March 11, 1874., Section Eleventh: his death, and public honors to his memory. (search)
usands as they slowly made their way to the various places of worship, thought of departed worth and genius rather than of the glories of the natural world. In almost every pulpit of the city, words were spoken in eulogy of Mr. Sumner. This volume could not contain them all. The pulpit of the Church of the Disciples was tastefully draped in purple—in this case, more than royal mourning,—and on the table stood a bust of Sumner. Not venturing to speak at length, the address of the pastor, James freeman Clarke, was read. From it we take a few passages: The friends who have fought by his side during long years when success seemed hopeless, whose little barques have sailed attendant on his and partaken the same gales; younger men who have chosen him for their leader, and amid the thick of battle pressed on where they saw his white plume waving, now clasp hands in silent sympathy. The colored people, whose hearts are always right, though their heads are often wrong, now recognize
usands as they slowly made their way to the various places of worship, thought of departed worth and genius rather than of the glories of the natural world. In almost every pulpit of the city, words were spoken in eulogy of Mr. Sumner. This volume could not contain them all. The pulpit of the Church of the Disciples was tastefully draped in purple—in this case, more than royal mourning,—and on the table stood a bust of Sumner. Not venturing to speak at length, the address of the pastor, James freeman Clarke, was read. From it we take a few passages: The friends who have fought by his side during long years when success seemed hopeless, whose little barques have sailed attendant on his and partaken the same gales; younger men who have chosen him for their leader, and amid the thick of battle pressed on where they saw his white plume waving, now clasp hands in silent sympathy. The colored people, whose hearts are always right, though their heads are often wrong, now recognize
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 2, Daniel O'Connell (1875.) (search)
Mike's hat. --How do you know it? I will swear to it, sir. --And did you really find it by the murdered man? I did that, sir. --But you're not ready to swear that? I am, indeed, Mr. O'Connell. --Pat, do you know what hangs on your word? A human soul. And with that dread burden, are you ready to tell this jury that the hat, to your certain knowledge, belongs to the prisoner? Y-yes, Mr. O'Connell, yes, I am. O'Connell takes the hat to the nearest window, and peers into it,--J-a-m-e-s, James. Now, Pat, did you see that name in the hat? I did, Mr. O'Connell. --You knew it was there? Yes, sir; I read it after I picked it up. --No name in the hat, your honor. So again in the House of Commons. When he took his seat in the House of 1830, the London Times visited him with its constant indignation, reported his speeches awry, turned them inside out, and made nonsense of them; treated him as the New York Herald used to treat us Abolitionists twenty years ago. So one morning he ro
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