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Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 5: Bennington and the Journal of the Times—1828-29. (search)
dignified articles, under the title of The Politician; the key to his treatment of the Ibid., Nov. 28, Dec. 5 and 19, 1828. matter being given in the extract from Junius prefixed to them. I belship had sprung up. To the honorable the Senate and House of Representatives of Ibid., Nov. 14, 1828. the United States of America, in Congress assembled: The petition of the subscriberom the Southern members. It requires no spirit of prophecy, he said, to predict that Ibid., Nov. 21, 1828. it will create great opposition. An attempt will be made to frighten Northern dough-fval to Vermont as a wise and fortunate step. For moral worth, virtue and Jour. of the Times, Nov. 14, 1828. diligence, he exclaimed, we would not exchange it for any State out of New England; an done credit to a native: Our Vermont climate against the world for a better! . . . Ibid., Nov 28, 1828. O, there's nothing comparable to our clear blue sky, arching the high and eternal rampa
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 6: the genius of Universal emancipation.—1829-30. (search)
raph to Lundy, and threatened dire vengeance. Garrison thereupon retorted in this wise: An inquiry. G. U. E., Nov. 6, 1829, p. 70. I would inquire of Mr. Austin Woolfolk if it was decent or manly in him, last week, to multiply his cud be necessary at the end of the first half-year. Lundy remarked in one issue that good wishes were so abundant Ibid., Nov. 20, 1829, p. 82. that they were not worth picking up in the street, and informed those who were so prodigal of them that ke. In the Genius of November 13 he wrote, under the Black List, as follows: Domestic slave trade. G. U. E., Nov. 13, 1829, p. 75. This horrible traffic continues to be pursued with unabated alacrity. Scarcely a vessel, perhaps, lens with 115 slaves. The next week, true to his promise, he returned to the subject of The ship Francis. Ibid., Nov. 20, 1829, p. 83. This ship, as I mentioned in our last number, sailed a few weeks since from this port with a cargo of
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 7: Baltimore jail, and After.—1830. (search)
been punished for similar impertinences, to meddle with the concerns of other people, and expressed the wish that he might be furnished with some decent, honest employment, to keep him out of mischief. The Transcript copied this paragraph as a Nov. 1, 1830. fair offset to the article which had elicited it; whereupon Mr. Garrison replied in a letter of such vigor that the timid editor printed it with confessed reluctance, and a preliminary sermon to his correspondent on the rashness and unwlacerate and brand their bodies with more than savage cruelty, and to keep their souls in thick, impenetrable darkness—was his last word. When, he fervently declared,— When I shall become so mean and dastardly, so lost to every Transcript, Nov. 8, 1830. feeling of humanity, every principle of justice, every conviction of conscience, as to fetter and sell my own countrymen or others, may I receive (as I ought to receive, if capital punishment be lawful,) a just reward for my conduct at t
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 8: the Liberator—1831. (search)
perhaps more properly the Misses Coffin; for, certainly, there is no place in Boston I am disposed to visit so often as in Atkinson Street. Already, in replying publicly to a correspondent, he Feb. 5, 1831, Lib. 1.23. had said: It cannot be supposed that we, who perform every day but the Sabbath fourteen hours of manual labor on our paper, independent of mental toil, . . . are inimical to the prosperity or improvement of the working fraternity. And towards the close of the year he Nov. 12, 1831. writes thus to a friend in Providence: I am sorry that I can give you in return only a few lines Ms. which are destitute of thought and distinguished for bad penmanship, (for I write in haste,)—but so it is. A week's hard labor has just closed, and my mind is too much exhausted for mental effort, and my body too jaded to be serviceable. My correspondence is necessarily extensive and onerous; pen, ink and paper throw me into a kind of intellectual hydrophobia, and so I avoid