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Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), Miss Lucy Osgood
Miss Lucy Osgood. Wayland, 1864.
I joyfully hailed the sight of your hand-writing; more joyfully even than usual; because I conjectured that you would write about the biography of Theodore Parker.
It is an inspiring book, making one feel that there is nobleness in the battle of life when a true man girds on his armor for the fight.
This record confirms my impression that Theodore Parker was the greatest man, morally and intellectually, that our country has ever produced.
The manner in which the book is made up is, I think, open to some criticism.
In the first place, there is the general fault of containing too much.
It seems to me that if one half, or at least one third, had been omitted, the remaining portion would have been more unqualifiedly interesting.
In the second place, the arrangement is not orderly.
In the third place, the sentences of Mr. Weiss sometimes need studying to discover his meaning.
I have great respect and admiration for Mr. Weiss, but I do not like
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Miss Eliza Scudder
To Miss Eliza Scudder. Wayland, 1864.
Another encouraging thing is the marvellous and constantly increasing change in public opinion on the subject of slavery.
Only think of George Thompson's speaking in the Halls of Congress, and of John Brown's Hallelujah being performed there!
Captain ---of the United States Navy, has been a bitter pro-slavery man, violent in his talk against abolitionists and niggers.
He has been serving in the vicinity of New Orleans, and has come home on a furlough, an outspoken abolitionist.
He not only says it in private, but has delivered three lectures in town, in which he has publicly announced the total change in his sentiments since he had an opportunity to know something on the subject.
A few days ago he was going in the cars from Boston to Roxbury, when a colored soldier entered the car. Attempting to seat himself, he was repulsed by a white man, who rudely exclaimed, I'm not going to ride with niggers.
Captain W., who sat a few seats farther
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Mrs. S. B. Shaw
To Mrs. S. B. Shaw. 1864.
I suppose you will hear of George Thompson while he is in New York, if you do not see him. How wonderful it is that he should be received in this manner, when twenty-nine years ago he had to hustle away privately to Halifax to take passage for England, because his life was in danger in our cities!
Now a great deal of the respectability of Boston unites with us to give him a grand reception, and his entrance is greeted with hurrahs!
To-day abhorred, to-morrow adored, So round and round we run; And ever the Truth comes uppermost, And ever is Justice done.
I met Mr. Thompson at the Anti-slavery Office.
In talking with him, I told him how wrathy I had been with England.
You should remember, Mrs. Child, said he, how your cause was made to appear in the eyes of the world.
First, your President's inaugural was largely taken up with assurances that fugitive slaves would be returned to their masters, and that those who attempted to interfere would be p
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Miss Eliza Scudder
To Miss Eliza Scudder. Wayland, 1864.
I wish there were not such a wall of partition between us and the animal world.
It would be so curious and entertaining to understand what they are about, and to help them in emergencies by our superior strength and wisdom.
The swallow's nest in the sitting-room chimney fell down a few days ago. Four of the little birds were dead, but one was alive and lusty, though its eyes were not yet opened.
The mother, not knowing what to do, flew up chimney, and left it to its fate.
I tried to feed it with flies on a pin ; but it was of no use. I did not understand its ways.
The poor little thing scrambled round with so much energy, called its mother so loudly, and manifested such a determination to live, that it made me very sorry to be unable to help it. But it was better for it to die; for if I had succeeded in bringing it up by hand, the foolish little thing would have been bewildered in all its instincts, and never have known how to bring up a
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To the same. (search)
To the same. Wayland, 1864.
I am a happy woman since the election.
The second election of President Lincoln. It makes me feel that our republican form of government rests on more secure foundations.
There was no enthusiasm for honest old Abe. There is no beauty in him, that men should desire him; there is no insinuating, polished manner, to beguile the senses of the people; there is no dazzling military renown; no silver flow of rhetoric; in fact, no glittering prestige of any kind surrounds him; yet the people triumphantly elected him, in spite of all manner of machinations, and notwithstanding the long, long drag upon their patience and their resources which this war has produced.
I call this the triumph of free schools; for it was the intelligence and reason of the people that reflected Abraham Lincoln.
He has his faults, and I have sometimes been out of patience with him; but I will say of him that I have constantly gone on liking him better and better.
His recent repl
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), To Miss Lucy Osgood