‘My Lloyd is a young man, and an immigrant from the2 “Bay State.” A pair of silver-mounted spectacles ride elegantly across his nose, and his figure and appearance are not unlike that of a dandy. He is, withal, a great egotist, and, when talking of himself, displays the pert loquacity of a blue-jay. . . . In regard to the affairs of the world, My Lloyd labors under a strange delusion, insomuch that he has taken upon himself to abolish slavery in the District of Columbia, reform the judiciary and militia of the State, and last, though not least, to impart the graces of a Boston dandy to the unpolished natives of our happy State.’These parting gibes elicited no more attention from their subject than had others which appeared earlier, accusing him of coming to breed strife in Bennington, and styling him ‘Lloyd Garrulous’; and as soon as he could close up his affairs he started for Boston.3 Arrived there (in April, 1829), he again went to Mr. Collier's boarding-house to remain awhile, Lundy having meanwhile gone to Hayti with twelve emancipated slaves from Maryland, who had been entrusted to him for transportation to and settlement in that country.
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for the next Presidential term, saying, ‘We believe nothing but death can prevent his election.’
The Gazette was of course exultant over the departure of the rival editor, and the labors of ‘My Lloyd Garrison’ were reviewed in a satirical communication signed ‘A Yankee.’1 ‘Lest unworthy motives should be attributed to us,’ said the writer, ‘we think proper to declare beforehand our high admiration of his talents, and entire confidence in his integrity and patriotism.’
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1 It was written by John S. Robinson, who became Governor of Vermont in 1853,—the only Democratic Governor the State ever had.
2 Vt. Gazette, Mar. 31, 1829.
3 The route in those days was by stage to Brattleboroa, thence down the Connecticut valley to Greenfield, and thence by way of Worcester to Boston; and the journey on this occasion was an unusually severe and difficult one, owing to the deep drifts which still remained from a tremendous snow-storm that had covered all New England and the Middle States several feet deep the previous month. The stage ride to Brattleboroa occupied the first day, and the horses broke through the snow and fell so many times that they became terrified and exhausted.
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