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and on the most amicable terms with Hubbard1 Winslow, George W. Blagden, et id., etc. Torrey is engaged in vilifying the old anti-slavery organization and its friends, and manufacturing political moonshine for a third party.2
More pitiful, if not more picturesque, than any of these dislocations was that of
Mr. Garrison's old partner, now, ‘worse than foe, an alienated friend.’
The following letter bespeaks at once his outcast condition and his trust in the benevolence of the person to whom it was addressed:
Isaac Knapp to W. L. Garrison.
My circumstances are such that [I] am induced to solicit an interview with you at your earliest convenience.
For several reasons I am reluctant to call at the
Printing Office, and therefore take this method to make known my desire.
I am sincerely sorry to disturb you with my troubles, but for the sake of my dear wife, and
her alone, I wish to do it.
Wishing you and yours every blessing, I remain your old coadjutor and friend,
The next communication from this unhappy man of which we have any trace, reached
Mr. Garrison when his house had for a week ‘been turned into a hospital.’
Its
4 formal tone was a menace:
