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Show 170 APl'ENDU:. About 7 o'clock this evening, Mr. Swift, the 1\1ayor, visited the Penns~!~ vania Hall, and advised the abolilionists to absent themselves, and to rema1n quietly at home. I am informed that he took the keys of the Hall and put them in his pocket. Mr. H. M'L. the only Southern man with whom 1 was acquainted, and myself, went to the Hall about half past 7. Great numbers were collected there. About 8 o'clock the crowd grew more dense, and they commenced operations by throwing stones at the windows. T4''c lent our feeble cjforts to effect the demolition of this castle of iniquity. The mob grew more and more violent. They battered in the doors, and they entered, by force of battering rams, the abolition sanctuary,. (the book store,) and cast many hundred volumes into the street; the re':l a u~d~ r were taken to the third story of the edifice, and set on fire; and an mdlvtdual unknown, but who ought to have a place in the history of his cot~ntry, heaped up th.e remainder of the books and caricatures, and watch~ng over them unul the building was thoroughly on fire, left it in an irresistible state of conflagration. .!1./tealth to him at this midnight hour-many a man has ban imm, ortalizedfor less. The fire companies repaired tardily to the scene of action, and not a drop of water did they pour upon that accursed Moloch, until it was a heap of ruins. Sir, it would have gladdened your heart to have beheld that lofty tower of mi.'lchiif envel~ped in flames. The dev?uring element assumed an aspect which to me It had never worn before; 1t seemed to wear, combined with its terrible majeEty, beauty and delight. 'I'o witnes~ those beautiful spires of flame, gave undoubted assuran~e to the heart of t.he So.uthron, that in his brethren of the North !te has fnends who appreczate lnm, anti who will defend him, though absent, at any, and at every hazard. Your obedient servant, A. The following is from the Missouri Saturday News, published in St. Louis. It exhibits the ruffian spirit which slavery engenders. "PENNSYLVANIA HALt.-The destruction of this Tem]Jle of .llmalgamaM tion, in the city of brotherly love, should not be regretted by any America.n citizen, who entertains just jHetensions to patriotism. The manner of Llus transaction is no more to be regretted than the fact itself. When an association of persons, with whatever avowed purpose they may gloss over their mischiefs, unite their efforts in outrage on the morals and the political institutions of the country, the summary punishment inflicteU by the indi.gnant populace of a city, is the most effectual chastening which human WISdom can devise. A more direct and unqualified case of insolence and effrontery, could not have been contrived, than the parade of black and white amalgamation in the fashionable promenades of the city. A single shameless instance of a white woman hanging to the arm of a negro, was sufficiently insulting to a people of good taste, to justify the demolition of the unholy temple of the abolition lecturers. It is in vain to suggest that laws can provide a remedy for such rank offences. To impose effectual legal restraints, would impair personal freedom, and the liberty of the press, a sacrifice which the abolitionist has no claim to. His purposes are wicked; his transactions have a lawless and unconstitutional tendency, and, in his movements towards the dissolution of the Union, he puts himself out of the protection of the laws. He outlaws himself, and no act for his protec~ion can be f'.nrorced by the most energetic ministers of the law. As well nught a rabid dog claim a trial by his peers, as an abolitionist who piles up the combustible materials of a servile war, and teaches in his lectures the chc- TIIF; TOCSJN. 171 mical process of igniting the m~ss. There is. no veil whi~h sophi~try ~an impose, so imperviou~ as to ~ude th~ hypoc~1sy beneath 1t. Chrtstmmty revolts at the proposed connex10n of bends With the devout teachers of the various religious sects. . . 'Ve rejoice to see the hattie. fought m that p~rt.of the :Umon where tho traitor~ originate their deep la1d schemes; and 1t IS ~heenn~ to observe the just view the people of the free states take of ~ subje~t which has so lon.g agitated the country. The South may rest their cas~ 111 the. ha~1ds of. thetr spirited brethren of the North, who wi.ll guara.n~ee their constltutl?nal n~hts, and without waiting the tardy and futtle proviSions of law. It ts rasluonable ror conductors of the press to lament violations oft~~ law, and. transactions like that to which we refer, are pronounced sed1t1ous and unmoral; but we would as soon denounce the sages of our revolution as 'rebels,' as cast a shade of censure on the actors in the late Philaclel phi a affair. '~he skilful physician, in <lesperate cases, applies the mineral poison i but, ltke the surgeon, he sets bounds to his ministry; so did the popula~e and. t~e firemen. The offensive matter was consumed, but the flames e~ptred wllh~n the temple of abolition. The abolition lecturers and the propnctors of tlus unholy temple, may think themselves fortunate that their ash_es have not been mingled with the rubbish of their edifice. \Ve speak w1th the boldness and energy which we are sensible is not usnal; but in extreme em~rgencies the conductors of the press are culpable when they adopt a m1lk and water courEe; and it will be found too late to pour out lachrymose sentiments over the remains of their countrymen who are Uoomed by the treason or :.~.bolition. ,, No. IV. It has been remarlted that" the poetry of the world is all against sla\·ery." 'Ve believe it; for we cannot conceive that any person who has heart enough to write good poetry, can look unmoved upon the chattellizing ofGod'9 image, with all its horrid consequences. The two following etfus!ons ar~ worthy of preservation. The first is by JonN PIERPONT, }lastor of a Umtarian church in Boston, (Massachusetts,) with whose genius both Europe and America are familiar. THE TOCSIN. 'Vake! children of the men who !aid, "All are born frea" !-Their spirits come Back to the places where they bled In Freedom's holy martyrdom, And find you sleeping on their grave!!, And hugging there your chains,-ye slaves! Ay, slaves of slaves! \Vhat! sleep ye yet, And dream of Freedom while ye sleep? Ay, dream, while Slavery's foot is set So firmly on your necks,-while deep The chain her quivering flesh endures, Gnaws, like n cancer, into youn ~ |