the hands of two Christian friends. The
renewed obligations under which the good people of
England, through your instrumentality, place me and my
abused people, call for expressions of gratitude from
both me and them beyond my ability to pen. But you can
imagine how we ought to feel in our trials and wants to
such kind friends as you. Neither I nor my Anti-Slavery
friends here can express our thankfulness in the elegant
language your better educated countrymen may feel we
should use, but, by the Omnipotent Judge of all hearts,
I trust our feeble effort will be accepted, and you and
yours be blessed and protected now and for ever. Such
encouragement strengthens me in the belief that the
Spirit of God is abroad in the hearts of the people,
moving them to sympathize with the poor, subjected
slave." * * * * "I have the promise of abler pens
to aid me when I get started again; and I am glad to see
that a poor working-man and his family have been the
means of calling the attention of men of letters to
assist in raising from the dust a crushed race of men;
and although the red clouds of war hover thick around
us, and vengeance lurks in secret places, I trust,
through the guidance of an All-wise Director, to steer
safely through the angry tide that now so often ebbs and
flows around me; but should I fall, I trust, dear lady,
that my dear wife and family may be remembered by the
good and true."

"NEWPORT, May 25th, 1860.

"I am glad to tell you that we feel it a great victory
over the slave power to be able to rise again from our
ruins, and in the face of slave-owning despots denounce
their inhumanity and their sins. I trust that Almighty
God will continue to be with me and my dear family in
this good work." * * * "You cannot but see, I
think, by the southern press, that slave-holders begin
to fear and tremble for the safety of their 'peculiar
institution.' The death of John Brown is yet to be
atoned for, by the slave-holding oligarchy. His undying
spirit haunts them by day and by night, and in the midst
of their voluptuous enjoyments, the very thought of John
Brown chills their souls and poi