He is an extraordinary man—no one could even casually1 look at his grave and thoughtful countenance, beaming with love, and tinctured with a shade of profound melancholy, without feelings of the deepest interest. Although under 40, his2 head is quite bald, and he bears strong traces on his countenance of the severe intellectual labor he has gone through. . . . His voice is clear, calm, and moderate, in the most harmonious tone, and inspired a feeling in his hearers of veneration and awe. It may be said of him that he has the courage of a hero, the fortitude of a martyr, the piety of a saint, and the zeal of an apostle.Returning to London, Mr. Garrison was plunged into fresh activity.
W. L. Garrison to his Wife.