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My dear coadjutor: . . . I am still not sufficiently strong to justify me, as a matter of common prudence, in being present at our annual State gathering to-day.
‘The spirit is willing,’ and restless for liberation, ‘but the flesh is weak.’
I believe this will be the first of the long series of anniversaries held by the
Massachusetts Anti-Slavery Society, which I have failed to attend—held ‘through evil report’ and ‘much tribulation’— in storm and sunshine—in the midst of impending violence, or with undisturbed composure—but always held hopefully, serenely, triumphantly.
It is a great cross to me to break the connection at this crisis; especially as, judging from ‘the fury of the adversary,’ the meeting, to-day, will be the most encouraging and the most potential ever held by the Society, whether broken up by lawless violence, or permitted to proceed without molestation.
The cause we advocate being not ours, but God's—not ours, but human nature's—appealing to all that is just, humane, noble, and true, and upheld by an omnipotent