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Show 210 Fales Henry Newhall. riot~, and a son whom friend and foe will f;ay " ·as worthy of his sires." It i · a tender f~tthcr, a clen>tctl ht sbantl, a heroic Christian patriot, a man who loved his dc~ pi~cd fellow-man so deeply that he could chccr f'u lly die for him; it i ~ a man who loved hi .:3 God wi th , uch devoted lo\·c, ancl tru ted his God with such lofty fitith, that men called him a maniac. "'Vhat! " cries the \vorld in amazement, "is it for such a man that the gallows stands in America ? Arc such men hung on the g ibbet there? "\Vlw, then, do the Americans think .fit to live? Ilow i;::, it that a man mu t die on the gil>bct there " ·ho is acknowledged by his fierce t foe to be a hero and a Chri tian?" And one an.'wcr r oll · round the world, " lie die.' because American Slavery demands i t. lie, and such as he must die for Slavery to live." And then our nation asks, is a:-;king to-dn.y,- this John Brown's fir.'t Sabbath in heaven,- " 'Vhich i , worth the mo. t to us, S lavery or a man, a hero, a Christian, like Brown of Q;:;awutomie?" That question is a keel in million. of homes to-day; it i pond ·re<.l in the minus of state men, it is burning in myriads of Chri ·tian hearts this Sabl>uth morning, and mark it, when t!ml qtH'stion i fairly a ke<.l through all the land, it j anf'wcred in a thunder roll from Atlantic io Paci fic, from Lake to G ulf, an<.l Slavery is doomed. Last Friday mominrr ~' wlten John Brown was swung from the gallows, American Slavery felt that pinionc<.l han<.l strike a blow to its very heart; it trembled with a horror it never felt before. Had not God smitten the slaveholders with judicial blin<.lness, they would have built John Brown a palace, clothed him in fine linen, and feel him sumptuou ly every day, rather than ever ha \·e allowed him to mount that scaffold. lie wa. content to "tlic with the Pltilistines," when he could slay more of them at hi - <.lcath than in all his life. True, he had laid them heaps upon h eaps. lie hm1 <lrivcn th em before him like frightene<.l ~lteep, from border to bonier, over tbc plains of lCansas. But he made a mistake -for an ' Fales Henry Newhall. 211 instant, a fatal instant, faith changed to prc.~ ump ti on; for a momc11t that k een, wakeful eye lumbcr r <l, a11d thry tole Lehind hirn and ·hear c<.l hi l ock~. And th 'n they cltttchcd him, and looked into the eye, who c glance hatl cattcred them a thon ·and Lime~, and cried, "ITa! it is he ! it is 'am. on of Osawatomie! l~rai :;cd. Lc Baal ! Glory to Dagon! " and they bound him aml led him away. They shouted through Gath and A scalon, " W c ha-ve caught the tcrril>le Sam. on!" and they hut him in their pri on, and pecrc<.l at Lim at a afe di. tance down through the gratc<.l wint.low, and rubbed thc:ir hands in glee as they said to one another, " It i he! the old. l::iam::-;on of O.sa watomie, caged at la t." But 0, how the old he ro's lock. g rew in that du::-;ky p rison air! hvery moment they kept him there, the trength of a thou:and Samsons was gnlh ·riug in his tlt ew and sinews. The cowards saw it and trembled; they feared him in that pri ·on more titan an anny wilh banners. And so they hurric<.l hint forth to <lie; but in the blindness of their fear an<.l passion they diu not sec that wh<·n they plncc<.l him on the caffold, they had ct him between the very pillar of their itlol' · temple. And he looked up and prayed," Avenge me now fo r my two eyes." lie threw hi arms around tho~ c pillar. and bowed himself. "Let rnc die with the l')hili ~tin c ," crie<l amson or o~awatomi '· Ah! f'ee the va ~ t fabric totter! hear the l)bili~ tin es hriek! To-day they are dropping over all the lan<.l, the .first fa.lling fragments from the great crash of American Slavery. |
