e, while venerable with years? Or who, as
a husband, father, friend, citizen, or neighbor, more nobly
performed all the duties, or more generally distributed all the
charities of life? He will leave a great void in the community.
Such a stalwart soul appears only at rare intervals. Delaware,
enslaved, treated him like a felon; Delaware, redeemed, will be
proud of his memory.

"Only the actions of the just
Smell sweet and blossom in the dust."

His rightful place is conspicuously among the benefactors,
saviours, martyrs of the human race.

His career was full of dramatic interest from beginning to end,
and crowded with the experiences and vicissitudes of a most
eventful nature. What he promised he fulfilled; what he
attempted, he seldom, or never failed to accomplish; what he
believed, he dared to proclaim upon the housetop; what he
ardently desired, and incessantly labored for, was the reign of
universal freedom, peace, and righteousness. He was among the
manliest of men, and the gentlest of spirits. There was no form
of human suffering that did not touch his heart; but his
abounding sympathy was especially drawn out towards the poor,
imbruted slaves of the plantation, and such of their number as
sought their freedom by flight. The thousands that passed safely
through his hands, on their way to Canada and the North, will
never forget his fatherly solicitude for their welfare, or the
dangers he unflinchingly encountered in their behalf. Stripped
of all his property under the Fugitive Slave law, for giving
them food, shelter, and assistance to continue their flight, he
knew not what it was to be intimidated or disheartened, but gave
himself to the same blessed work as though conscious of no loss.
Great-hearted philanthropist, what heroism could exceed thy own?

"For, while the jurist sitting with the slave-whip o'er him swung,
From the tortured truths of freedom the lie of slavery wrung,
And the solemn priest to Moloch, on each God-deserted shrine,
Broke the bondman's heart for bread, poured the bondman's blood
for wine--
While the multitude in blindness to a far-off Saviour knelt,
And spurned, the while, the temple where a present Saviour dwelt;
Thou beheld'st Him in the task-field, in the prison shadow dim,
And thy mercy to the