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Show 66 Wendell Phillips. was hung, if I r ecollect aright. To-day, the l1eart of the Barn burner beats in the , tatute-book of your ~tate. John Brown's mon~mcnt against Slavery is exactly the same. \Yait a while, and you'll all agree with me. " rhat is fanati ci m today i::; the fashionable creed to-morrow, and trite as the multiplication table a week after. John Brown has stirred tho e omnipotent pulses - LYDIA 1\LuuA CniLn's j ~ one. She says, "'I'hat dungeon is the place for me," and writes a letter in magnanimou:'> appeal to the better nature of Gov. 'Vi:-;e. he . nys in it, " John Drown i:=; a hero; he has done a noble deed. I tl1ink he was all right; bnt he i , sick; he i wounded; he want~ a woman'· nursinll'. 0 I am an Abolitionist ; I have been 80 thirty yc;us. I think Sla\"ery i' u sin, and John Brown a saint; but I ·want to come and nur e him; and I pledge my word that if you will open his prison door, I will n e the privilegr, under , ar rcd hono1·, only to nurfle him. I enclose you a me. ~ age to Brmrn; be sure and deli\'er it." And the me .... age was, "Old man, God bless you ! You h::n·e ... tru c·k a noble blow; you lt ~J.\·e done a. mighty work; Gocl was 'vith you ; your heart wa~ in the right place. I send you arro~s li\·e hundred miles the pul~c of a womau' grn.titml<~." And Gov. 'Vise ha ' opened the door, and announcetl to the worlll that he may go in. John Brown ha conquered the pirnte. (Applause.) Hope ! there is hope CY':'ry where. It is only the univer al hi ~ tory: " Right forrver on the scaffold, \Vrong forever on the throne; But that scaffold sway the future, and behind the dim unknown Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own." III. RALPH w ALDO EMERSON.* .1\IR. CHAIH:\IAN AND FELLO,V-CITIZENS: I ~hare the .ympathy and a rrow wl1ich ha\'e orou1rht us toget her. G entl<·mcn who have preceded me J1a\·e ,~~ell !'ai<l that no wall of ~<' pamtion <'ould hen~ exi:-; t. Thi.-; conlm. arHl~n g en•nt, whi<'h lm.· brought us togetlH•r·- the f:C<Jird o~ wlut'h ha ' brought us together,- Cl'lip . .;es all others whic.:h Jmve occulT<' <i i(H' a long time in our history, and I am very glad to see that thi · sudden in te rest in the ll(' I'O of' lbrp<'r's F <.' rry has provok<'d an <'xtn•nH.: c·u rio:-;ity in all parts of 1 he Republic, in regard to tire details of' his hi . ..;to ry. Every anecdote i ' eag(·rly sought, ancl I <1o not wonder that gl'ntl<·mcn find traih of r C' Iation r eadily ol't\\'cen him and th l• rn:-.eln•s. One finds a relation in the church, another jn the profc•::-; ion, :111other in the place of hi ~; birth. He was happily a r epresentative of the American Hepublic. Captain John Brown i · a f;u·mer, the fif'Lh in de:-:ccnt from P eter Bro\\'n, who earn ro Plymouth jn the l\Iayno\\'cr, in 1G20. A ll tlte six hav ' been brm er~. IIi · gmndfitther, of S im: bury, in Conn 'C tirut, ,\·ns a captain in the Re \·olution. IIi · filther, largely in te re:-;tcd a:1 a raiser of sto<.:k, brc~une a contractor to supply the army with beef, in the war of 1812, and ou t· Captain John Brown, tlten a boy, with hi::; filtltcr, wa.~ prc'cnt, and witnc sed the * nl'tiver l'(l in 'fn•mout; '1\•ntplt•, on ~nturclny evening, NovcntiJ':'r 18, at a lllCctirw h old fur tho n·licf of tlto faruily of .J ulln Brown. "' (67) |