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hourly acting on our shores, beneath the shadow of American laws and the shadow of the cross of Christ. And now, men and women of America, is this a thing to be trifled with, apolo- gized for, and passed over in silence? Farmers of Massachusetts, of New Hamp- shire, of Vermont, of Connecticut, who read this book by the blaze of your winter-evening fire,- strong-hearted, generous sailors and ship-owners of Maine,- is this a thing for you to countenance and encourage? Brave and generous men of New York, farmers of rich and joyous Ohio, and ye of the wide prairie states,- an- swer, is this a thing for you to protect and countenance? And you, mothers of America,- you, who have learned, by the cradles of your own children, to love and feel for all mankind,- by the sacred love you bear your child; by your joy in his beautiful, spotless infancy; by the motherly pity and ten- derness with which you guide his growing years; by the anxieties of his educa- tion; by the prayers you breathe for his soul’s eternal good;- I beseech you, pity the mother who has all your affections, and not one legal right to protect, guide, or educate, the child of her bosom! By the sick hour of your child; by those dying eyes, which you can never forget; by those last cries, that wrung your heart when you could neither help nor save; by the desolation of that empty cradle, that silent nursery,- I beseech you, pity those mothers that are constantly made childless by the American slave-trade! And say, mothers of America, is this a thing to be de- fended, sympathized with, passed over in silence? |
