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JUSTICE AND LIBERTY.

of trade. The most distinguished speaker at Faneuil Hall, when he sought for the value of the Union, could only bewail the loss of our commercial intercourse, the certainty of hostile tariffs, and danger to

the navy .

I must confess these pictures of the mere industrial value of the Union made me profoundly sad. I look, as beneath the skilful pencil trait after trait leaps to glowing life, and ask, at last, Is this all? Where are the nobler elements of national purpose and life? Is this the whole fruit of ages of toil, sacrifice, and thought-- those cunning fingers, the overflowing lap, labor vocal on every hill-side, and commerce whitening every sea all the dower of one haughty, overbearing race? The zeal of the Puritan, the faith of the Quaker, a century of colonial health, and then this large civilization, does it result only in a workshop — fops melted in baths and perfumes, and men grim with toil ? Raze out then the eagle from our banner, and paint instead Niagara used for a cotton mill !

0, no ! not such the pictures my glad heart sees when I look forward. Once plant deep in the nation's heart the love of right, let there grow out of it the firin purpose of duty, and then, from the higher plane of Christian manhood, we can put aside of the right hand and the left these narrow, childish, and mercenary considerations.

Leave to the soft Campanian

His baths and his perfumes;
Leave to the sordid race of Tyre

Their dyeing vats and looms;
Leave to the sons of Carthage

The rudder ánd the oar;
Leave to the Greek his marble nymphs

And scrolls of wordy lore;”

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but for us, the children of a purer civilization, the pioneers of a Christian future, --- it is for us to found a Capitol whose corner-stone is Justice, and whose top-stone is Liberty ; within the sacred precincts of whose Holy of Holies dwelleth One who is no respecter of persons, but hath made of one blood all nations of the earth to serve him. Crowding to the shelter of its stately arches, I see old and young, learned and ignorant, rich and poor, native and foreign, Pagan, Christian, and Jew, black and white, in one glad, harmonious, triumphant procession.

“ Blest and thrice blest the Roman,

Who sees Rome's brightest day;
Who sees the long, victorious pomp

Wind down the Sacred Way,
And through the bellowing forum,

And round the suppliant's grove,
Up to the everlasting gates

Of Capitoliån Jove!”

10. THE BELL.

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N some strange land and time,

for so the story runs, they were about to found a bell for a mighty tower,

a hollow, starless heaven of iron. It should toll for dead monarchs, " The king is dead ;” and make glad clamor for the new prince, " Long live the king!It should proclaim so great a "passion, or so grand a pride, that either would be worshipped ; or, wanting these, forever hold its peace. Now, this bell was not to be dug out of the cold mountain ; it was to be made of something that had been warmed with a human touch, or loved with a human love.

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And so the people came like pilgrims to a shrine, and cast their offerings into the furnace.

By and by, the bell was alone in its chamber ; and its four windows looked out to the four quarters of heaven. For many a day it hung dumb.

The winds came and went, but they only set it sighing; birds came and sang under its eaves, but it was an iron horizon of dead melody still. All the meaner strifes and passions of men rippled on below it; they out-groped the ants, and out-wrought the bees, and out-watched the shepherds of Chaldea ; but the chamber of the bell was as dumb as the cave of Machipelah.

At last there came a time when men grew grand for Right and Truth, and stood shoulder to shoulder over all the land, and went down like reapers to the harvest of death ; looked into the graves of them that slept, and believed there was something grander than living; glanced on into the far future, and discerned there was something better than dying; and 80, standing between the quick and the dead, they quitted themselves like men.

Then the bell awoke in its chamber; and the great wave of its music rolled gloriously out, and broke along the blue walls of the world like an anthem. Poured into that fiery heat together, the humblest gifts were blent in one great wealth, and accents feeble as a sparrow's song grew eloquent and strong ; and lo ! a people's stately soul heaved on the waves of a mighty voice.

We thank God, in this our day, for the furnace and the fire ; for the good sword and the true word ; for the great triumph and the little song.

THE RIGHTS OF MANKIND.

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By the memory of the Ramah into which war has turned the land, for the love of the Rachels now lamenting within it, for the honor of Heaven and the hope of mankind, let us who stand here, past and present, clasping hands over our heads, the broad age dwindled to a line under our feet, and ridged with the graves of dead martyrs ; let us declare before God and these witnesses,

We will finish the Work that the Fathers began.

11. THE RIGHTS OF MANKIND.*

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I am

ENTLEMEN : It is no part of my Christianity to

"send the mother that bore me into eternal bondage,” nor will I suffer the Commissioners to steal my friends, to kidnap my brother men. willing enough to suffer all that this Court will ever lay on me. But I will not myself do such a wrong, nor allow such wickedness to be done so help me God !

I love my country, my kindred of humanity ; I love my God, the Father of the white man and the black man; and am I to suffer the Liberty of America to be trodden under the hoof of slave-drivers, or of the judicial slaves of slave-drivers ? I was neither born nor bred for that. I drew my first breath in a little town not far off, a poor little town, where the farmers and mechanics first unsheathed the Revolutionary sword, which, after eight years of hewing, clove asunder the Gordian knot that bound America to the British yoke.

* See note, p. 29.

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THE RIGHTS OF MANKIND.

One raw morning in spring - it will be eighty years the 19th day of this month Hancock and Adams, the Moses and Aaron of that Great Deliverance, were both at Lexington ; they also had “obstructed an officer" with brave words. British soldiers, a thousand strong, came to seize them and carry them over sea for trial, and so nip the bud of Freedom auspiciously opening in that early spring. The town militia came together before daylight, “ for training.A great, tall man, with a large head and a high, wide brow, their captain, - one who had "seen service," marshalled them into line, numbering but seventy, and bade"

every man load his piece with powder and ball. I will order the first man shot that runs away,” said he, when some faltered. " Don't fire unless fired upon, but if they want to have a war, let it begin here.·

Gentlemen, you know what followed ; those farmers and mechanics "fired the shot heard round the world.A little monument covers the bones of such as before had pledged their fortune and their sacred honor to the Freedom of America, and that day gave it also their lives. I was born in that little town, and bred up amid the memories of that day. When a boy, my mother lifted me up, one Sunday, in her religious, patriotic arms, and held me while I read the first monumental line I ever saw

Sacred lo Liberty and the Rights of Mankind.

Since then I have studied the memorial marbles of Greece and Rome, in many an ancient town; nay, on Egyptian obelisks, have read what was written before the Eternal roused up Moses to lead Israel out of

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