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Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 4, Chapter 3: the Proclamation.—1863. (search)
r appreciation of the labor question involved in the irrepressible conflict, are extorting the admiration of all classes of the community, and are reading the nation a valuable lesson. Friday, Feb. 6th. Feb. 6, 1863. I have found constant occupation for William Andrew Jackson [Jefferson Davis's late coachman]. He has been very usefully employed in Manchester, Sheffield, and other places. Last week, he accompanied me in my tour in the west of England, and this week he is engaged in South Wales. Next week he will be in Derbyshire, and will then proceed to Lancashire. I am happy to say, the impression everywhere produced by his addresses has been a favorable one. I shall be able to obtain for him as much work as he can do for some time to come. The London Emancipation Society is growing in numbers and in power. On the 18th, I shall speak as its representative in St. James's Hall, Piccadilly, one of our finest West-End buildings. To-night I am going to hear Mr. Spurgeon l
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 4, Chapter 10: death of Mrs. Garrison.—final visit to England.—1876, 1877. (search)
in St. Asaph, Wales. This was the region where Mrs. Hemans had lived, and it inspired in Mr. Garrison lively reminiscences of his youthful ardor and extravagant admiration for the poetess. He took the fine railroad ride along the north coast of Wales to Bangor Aug. 20. and Llanberis, to see the bridges over the Menai Straits, and Conway and Carnarvon Castles, and, after a farewell visit to Manchester, he hastened to spend his last two days Aug. 21-23. among his Liverpool friends. Mrs. Butled, he wrote to his daughter, on returning to Ms. Sept. 10, 1877. Rockledge, it seems almost like a delicious dream; and yet, from beginning to end, nothing could be more realistic. We did not pass an idle hour, whether in England, Scotland, or Wales, but were busily engaged either in sightseeing or receiving or making calls, or participating in social parties drawn together to give us a most cordial reception. . . . Nothing could exceed the courtesies and kindnesses showered upon us by our m