CHAPTER IV.

_Continuation and End of the Great Abolition Meeting at Buffalo._

"The determination of the slave-holding oligarchy is to keep our

persecuted race under a bushel--both soul and body--and to sit down on

the top of that bushel for all coming time. They are stone blind to the

fact that they are sitting on the top of a bushel of dynamite, which

will blow them sky-high one of these days, with terrible effect. They

have entirely forgotten that this world belongs to God; and they and the

devil between them have made up their minds to do as they please.

Between bloodhounds and cowhides they think they will do very well. My

own firm belief is that a war is coming upon us that will carry mourning

into every house in this great republic, both North and South. There are

thousands and ten thousands of the very same opinion as myself. The

South will never surrender their 'peculiar institution.' If it were

dogs, cows or horses that they were called upon to give up, they would

cheerfully give them up for a fair price. But the very 'Old Lad' himself

is in the business when it comes to claim property in men and women,

especially when those men and women happen to be better than themselves,

which is usually the case. (Loud laughter and cheering all over the

hall). When a dog, a horse or a cow runs away, they will let it go, but

if it be a man or a woman, they will pursue the fugitive over mountains,

lakes and rivers, and even die in the attempt to bring them back to

slavery. If this rising storm shall end in a war, the old lie that the

black man will not fight will certainly be exploded, for every slave

will go to the field, if necessary, and their strong arms will knock

down the 'peculiar institution.' (Great applause).

[Illustration: _ABRAHAM LINCOLN._]

"On my way down the Mississippi to New Orleans, they brought an old

colored man on board, having sold him to a family resident in the Queen

City of the South. I conversed much with that grand old hero, and it was

wonderful to see what an intuitive knowledge he had of human nature, and

what a vast amount of natural goodness there was still left in him,

after so much hard experience, labor and toil among the cane brakes and

cotton fields. Such a man as Judah--for that was his name--ought to have

been a bishop in the Church of God, instead of being reckoned among the

bales and bundles, and goods and chattels, of the Southern States. If

that good man (who left such a deep impression on the hearts and minds

of all Christian people who conversed with him)--if he had been free

according to the will of God, and been educated like white men, instead

of being robbed and plundered of his rights, he would have made a

splendid bishop, for I am perfectly positive that he had every

qualification for that office in the highest degree. That saintly

man--that Judah--should this very day be the right reverend and honored

bishop among his brethren in a nation where all are free, instead of

being no more than a favored spaniel or ornament to grace the pride of

some family in New Orleans. If that grand old man had only had the same

opportunities that the white bishops have had, he would at this hour be

gracing the churches and halls of this nation, the very same as white

men do. The day of judgment is at hand that will reverse all that!

"On the same voyage down the Mississippi to New Orleans, they brought on

board a fair and beautiful creature of seventeen, who, like Judah, was

also intended to grace a baronial hall in the Queen City of the South. A

more attractive woman I have never seen anywhere. It was pitiable to

think of her future. She was graceful in all her movements; most

handsome; had a musical voice, and was withal a splendid singer. Where

she was born I cannot tell, but they gave $2,500 for her! The more I

looked at poor Julia, the more mournful I became. What a glorious

ornament for society she would have been had she been free! Almost any

honorable man would have been proud to make her his wife. She could have

led the choir in the house of God, and could have sung with the

minstrels before Queen Victoria and all the crowned heads of Europe. She

might have been a bright and shining light in some way or other, under

the guiding hand of divine providence; her life and times might have

been written by some famous author, and read by millions of people in

this and other nations of the earth.

"In this way we can go on to the end of the chapter. Our traducers and

slanderers say that we are unfit for this, that and the other thing,

which is a deliberate and willful falsehood. We are well qualified for

everything that any other race upon earth is qualified to perform, and

that is the very reason why our maligners say we are not; and they are

even unwilling to give us the chance to try. It is true that a few of us

are educated, but very few. We three, that is, myself and daughter and

her husband, were taught a little because we were favorably situated

under Mr. Jackson, but the slave-holders, as a general thing, make a

specialty of keeping us in the most complete ignorance, and it is a

crime for a slave to be taught to read, write and cast accounts, and it

is also a crime for any man to be found teaching him.

"But there is a better day coming, and will soon be here; only we will

have to pass through a time of the most tremendous affliction before the

better times arrive. When, by the predetermined will of God, all men and

women are free from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and from the Lakes to

the Gulf, then, indeed, shall we arise and shine forth, for our light

will be come, and the glory of the Lord will be risen upon us. Then

shall new schools and colleges be established all over the land, into

which our sons and daughters will crowd, and they will also go to those

which have been long established. Then shall our professional men and

women go forth in their thousands and ten thousands, and spread to lands

and islands beyond the seas. Then shall our senators and representatives

enter the halls of Congress at Washington, and every state legislature.

Our surgeons and physicians shall then ride forth precisely the same as

their white brothers duly armed with the very same diplomas, authorizing

them to heal the sick, and alleviate the ailments of those that are

afflicted, instead of wearing their lives away in the cane brakes, the

cotton fields and the rice swamp of the South as slaves. They may labor

all over the far-extended lands as freemen toiling for themselves and

their families at useful trades, and laying up money against a rainy

day. Then shall children go forth in their hundreds and thousands to be

trained like others for the duties of life, and to become the ornaments

of society. Then shall our afflicted sons and daughters sit no longer in

the galleries of the churches of the land as so many 'goods and

chattels" thrust away up into the corner, but walk forth in freedom to

the house of the Lord on the Sabbath day--go forth in their thousands

and tens of thousands to our most Holy Communion in all that liberty of

soul and body wherein the Lord has made us all free. The time would fail

for me to tell, and for you to listen to all the good things that will

come with freedom, after every man, woman and child, now in slavery, are

at liberty."

When Mrs. Sutherland had done speaking as above, she resumed her seat

amidst a scene of great enthusiasm. Indeed the whole audience was worked

up to a pitch of great excitement. The glee club now advanced to the

front, and gave us one of their best songs, which was most heartily

enjoyed by every person present.

The reverend chairman now rose to his feet, and thus addressed the

immense assembly:

"Ladies and Gentlemen:--Just think upon the glorious speech to which we

have listened, and the unanswerable arguments of the beautiful and

accomplished speaker! There are wonderful changes in store for this

nation, and the end is not yet. I will now call upon Mrs. Thomas

Lincoln, of Kentucky, to address the house. Ladies and gentlemen, Mrs.

Lincoln."

Although this was my first appearance in public, and though that mighty

audience looked formidable enough to scare an African lion or royal

Indian tiger, still my own mind was firmly made up to brook no failure,

and I proceeded to speak as follows:

"My good Christian friends of the North: I bless and magnify the Lord

this famous night, not only because I am permitted to address you, but

because I am even free. It is very true that in yonder great slave land

my lines fell to me in pleasant places; but after all, though I figured

as 'The Flower-Girl of Riverside Hall,' I was no more in the eyes of the

'peculiar institution,' ridiculously so called, than a pampered and

favored greyhound with a gold chain around his neck! (Loud laughter.)

That golden chain marked me for a slave, although it was my privilege,

upon grand occasions, to become an ornament to grace my owner's triumph

among his visitors, just like any other fragile vase set upon a

mantelpiece. (More laughter). Upon those grand occasions our masters

used to bring out the finest wines, richest fruits and rarest delicacies

of the whole earth. The land and the sea were ransacked to find dainties

for the glorious lords and ladies of the South, to set before their

guests far more than the lords and dukes and barons of Europe and Asia

ever even attempted to display. At our grand banquets it was my duty to

pour out the wine, and assist in a general way in the dining-room, as

the necessity of the moment might require. Then nature has endowed me

with a voice for music, and as I am fond of singing, I had to obey,

whenever I was bid, by giving them some of our Southern songs to the

accompaniment of the grand piano, and even play for the company whenever

they wanted to dance. (Loud applause from the young people). But I am

bound to confess that often in the midst of these grand pastimes, when I

deemed it prudent to look pleasant, and even to smile sweetly for the

purpose of concealing my real thought, I was longing and praying for

freedom, and regarded myself as no more than that aforementioned chained

greyhound among other greyhounds that were free. (Cheers from the

audience). I could not forget that at that very hour there were good men

and women of color, down in the slave quarter, dressed in little more

than sackcloth, stretching their weary limbs for the night upon their

miserable beds, after a miserable meal of coarse cornbread, and a

swallow of tea or coffee, perfect dish water, besides other stuff not

fit for a horse or a dog to feed on! In the slave quarter there lay the

best of men and women, of whom this world is not worthy, and here we

were in the ball-room, abandoned to the dance as if there were no

suffering in the world, much less not many yards away from the place

where all our revelry was going on. Was it wonder, then, as my fingers

flew over the piano, that I internally prayed, 'O my Good Lord, set me

free! Set me free! and take me away from all this shallow and hollow

mockery!' I had a tremendous presentiment, which I could not keep down,

that the Lord God Almighty would yet visit the South for all this, and

give our great lords and masters, on some near future day, the field of

battle whereon they could show off their talents, instead of robbing and

murdering the oppressed African, and thus living at his expense. O my

God, it was too much! (Great cheering).

"I was still very young. It was only spring when I was seventeen, when

the Bishop and his wife were invited to our house. They were to be our

guests during a great religious gathering at Louisville. I felt a sudden

inspiration to make a rush for liberty, now or perhaps never. Besides,

slavery is so uncertain, and as it is usually the unexpected thing that

happens on their estates and plantations, if you don't take time by the

forelock when you can, you may never have so good a chance again. I will

leave it to my kind and gallant Tom to tell you how we got away; because

I think that was the luckiest day in my whole life--unless, indeed, I

consider also the day that my own dear mother and I sailed from New

Orleans on the Columbia. There are great days in the lives of

individuals as well as in the lives of nations, and I feel a heavenly

presentiment in my own heart and soul that a great war is impending upon

this nation, and that Almighty God will send it to set His people free.

We are the Lord's own people, and we pray to Him every day. He has

promised, many a time, in His holy word, to hear our prayers, and He

does hear our prayers, and there are thousands and millions of prayers

sent up to heaven every day to the throne of mercy that God would set

the captives free. The North and South between them, may pass 'Fugitive

Slave Bills,' and plan and scheme to keep the curse of slavery going

till the end of time, if they like; but at the same time this world

belongs to the great Lord of heaven and earth, and He will hear all the

prayers of the oppressed before much more time rolls over our heads, for

He is sure to set our people free.

"I have been studying what I can to help on the good cause of

emancipation, abolitionism, or by whatsoever name you may call it--I

mean in this campaign that is now raging and at fever heat all along the

Northern states, and from ocean to ocean. I am willing to do all I can

to help the cause of the oppressed and terribly down-trodden slave. I am

willing to place my services at the command of the managing committee in

these parts, and to speak, to play, and to sing, and do my best in every

way for the good cause. (Loud applause all over the hall). Fred.

Douglass, and William Lloyd Garrison, and Henry Ward Beecher, and many

others of the 'big guns' will be coming around; and perhaps even Mrs.

Harriet Beecher Stowe herself. I think she, at least, ought to pay us a

visit, for if any free colored person in the South is detected with her

'Uncle Tom's Cabin' in his possession, that person may be sent to prison

for twelve months. Now I myself managed to read 'Uncle Tom,' even in

slavery. So did my honored mother and husband--all here present before

you--and Mr. Jackson, our owner, could have been fined so much apiece

for us three, had the State of Kentucky been made aware of the fact!

(Loud ironical cheers and great laughter by the whole house). In a

campaign like this, we must all put our shoulders to the wheel, and give

a long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together; and each and every

one of us must do all we can to bring the abominations of slavery to an

end. 'There is a divinity that shapes our ends, rough hew them as we

will.' Such are the words of Shakespeare. We also are rough-hewing the

cause of freedom for the slave. The divinity of heaven will give the

proper shape and finish to these ends of ours.

"As I have myself already drunk so deeply of the fountain of liberty, I

think it is my bounden duty to do all I can to help on that good cause

that lies so near all our hearts. And yet I do not see that I can do

much more, when I have done my best, than to aid in heaping more fuel

upon the top of the fire now raging, and thus assist in firing the

Northern heart. Other weak women, besides me, have worked wonders in

forwarding the cause of freedom and of God. Several of the greatest

heroines of history are mentioned in both the Old and New Testament. One

of the very first who was mentioned is Miriam, who led forth the women

with timbrels and with dances at the Red Sea, for she commanded the

people 'to praise the Lord, because He had done gloriously; the horse

and the rider He had cast into the sea.' Then we come to the case of the

brave and valiant Deborah, the most conspicuous of all the heroines of

the Bible, for she led the Jewish nation to the war, and placed herself

at the head of her volunteers on the mountains of Israel. So long as

freedom and liberty are held sacred in this world, so long shall the

name of the victorious and intrepid Deborah be ever green. (Loud

applause). Another famous heroine of history was Boadicea, the Queen of

the Britons, who placed herself at the head of her army and fought with

the Romans. Then we have the burning and shining example of Joan d'Arc,

who led on the armies of France, and cleared that country of the English

invaders. Nor must we forget the intrepidity and courage of Her Majesty

Elizabeth, Queen of England, who placed herself at the head of her

troops when her native isle was threatened with invasion by the Spanish

Armada. Such women were--each one of them--worth a hundred thousand men,

not so much for what they could do in themselves, but because they

greatly assisted in firing the national heart, and urging on the hosts

of men to war.

"Now, I am not saying that I myself will make a Deborah, a Joan of Arc,

or an Elizabeth; but there are already in this campaign several heroic

American women, who are doing yeoman service on behalf of the

down-trodden and oppressed African, and if they can do something in this

good cause, so can I. (Loud shouts of 'Yes, yes! so you can! Hurrah for

Mrs. Lincoln!') I am at least willing to do my best in talking, in

singing and in striking the dulcet chords of music, and wherein I may

happen to fall short, others will atone for my deficiencies. Let the

work go on! Let us lay the axe to the roots of this deadly and devilish

upas tree! Let slavery be shaken to its lowest foundations, and be

driven into the Gulf of Mexico! Forward, ye brave! And even if war

itself must come, let it come, and even we women will go to the field!"

With the last exhortation, I resumed my seat, when the audience rose to

their feet and cheered, and almost made me blush at the results of my

own small efforts. When the excitement had abated, and the audience was

in readiness to hear the next speaker, the Rev. Dr. Henderson arose once

more and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen:--After the eloquent and stirring address we have

heard from the wife, we shall now look forward with much pleasure to an

address from that noble and gallant husband who safely piloted both

himself and her out of slavery, as we plainly see here before us

to-night. I beg to introduce to you Mr. Thomas Lincoln!"

Tom arose at once, and as he advanced towards the footlights, he pulled

down his vest and cleared his throat in the masculine fashion, the

audience in the meanwhile cheering loudly, after which he proceeded to

speak as follows:

"My right good Christian friends:--It is with no small pleasure that I

appear before you to-night to give you some of my sentiments, veins and

opinions on the coming war in this country. (Sensation). I firmly

believe that a war is impending over us, as I believe that there is a

God of vengeance and of justice. Look at the millions and billions of

money that the Southern chivalry have piled up, and they are piling it

up still, at the expense of the poor, oppressed and enslaved African!

And shall a sinful nation indeed escape from blood-red crimes like

these? I am neither a prophet by profession, nor the son of a prophet,

but even a child can understand that the funeral bell of slavery will be

tolled before long, and depend upon it, ye young men! both you and I

will be called into the field, and we will all be needed to pull down

that most abominable and 'peculiar institution!' (Loud applause).

"Though neither a prophet, nor the son of a prophet, I affirm that a day

is coming, and is now on the home stretch, indeed, when you young men

and I will not be permitted to stay at home and dally with the apron

strings of our mothers and sweethearts, but we will have to march to the

field. We will then make it manifest what we men of Africa can dare and

can do. I shall be quite willing to go for one, when the South, in her

frantic anger, will secede; I am willing to do all I can for my own

country, and if those who are soldiers themselves never come home, we,

at least, will clear the great national gangway for coming generations,

and the glories that are to follow! (Loud cheers).

"I suppose that some of our friends on the other side of the fence will

begin to tell us here that the colored man will not fight, and that

there is neither pluck nor courage in him. We shall certainly be told a

hundred thousand times that there is no fighting in him, and that he was

never intended for anything but a docile slave! Such persons who say so

have never read even the A B C of history; for colored men fought quite

as well as white men on many a hard-fought field, both in the War of the

Revolution, and in the War of 1812; and what we did once, and did well,

we can do again, and do better, and with a better motive, too, because

we will be fighting for our own complete emancipation, and to put an

end, once for all, to slavery in the United States, and purge the nation

of a great crime. (Loud applause throughout the hall).

"I need not go back in history to prove the bravery of the African race,

for this is a well-known fact, and the very school-books are full of it.

The bravery of the slave is one of the main reasons why the

slave-holders make such stringent laws in attempting to perpetuate their

iniquitous system. They know our prowess, and the risks they would run

in the case of a general rising, and therefore they exercise double

caution in order to keep down even the slightest attempts at

insurrection. But for all that, there is not the slightest doubt in my

own mind that they will go out of the Union, as they have been promising

us to do for the last fifty years, if they cannot get their own way! In

all their plans, schemes and calculations, this slave-holding oligarchy

have thrown the Almighty overboard, and every sacred right of the human

race. They have treated the wronged and oppressed African as if he had

neither rights nor feelings, and, indeed, as if he were not a human

being at all. But there is a day coming, and it will soon be here, when

the Great Creator of the entire human race will call an imperative halt

to all this, and go into this war as we may, we will come out with four

millions of people who will be redeemed from the yoke and curse of

Southern bondage. (Loud cheers).

"I did not intend to make a lengthy address. I only wished to point out

that we are drifting into war, and my own willingness to lend a hand to

liberate the oppressed slave."

Tom now resumed his seat amidst great applause. The audience, though

taken by surprise by his speech, were greatly delighted, because of his

willingness to go to the field.

The reverend chairman now called on the glee club to give us some more

of their musical compositions and campaign songs. These were given with

a hearty good will, so that the enthusiasm of the audience rose higher

and higher. The newspaper reporters were also kept busy, and a good

account of the proceedings of this very successful abolition meeting was

found in several of the papers next morning, and very extensively read.

Before we scattered for the night, the Rev. Doctor Henderson arose, and

made the following closing remarks to the audience:

"Ladies and gentlemen: We have all listened to a rare treat this night.

Just think of it! The South calls these two ladies and this gentleman

their 'goods and chattels,' and for the very life of me I do not see how

a war can be avoided, and then we shall know what their so-called goods

and chattels will do when the storm shall burst upon us in all its fury.

No, no! I do not see how a war is to be avoided, for the passions of

both the North and the South are being worked up in precisely the same

way as is usual in quarrels between individuals, and no doubt but it

will all end by coming to blows in a terrible conflict.

"In the meantime it is our duty to keep agitating as never before. It is

a perfect outrage on humanity to hold in bondage such refined persons as

these three here present to-night. We must agitate this great question,

night and day, till the sun of righteousness shall arise with healing in

his wings. I now call for a vote of thanks to Mrs. John B. Sutherland,

and to Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Lincoln. Let three rousing cheers be given

for them!"

The audience rose to their feet, gave three cheers and a tiger, and the

great demonstration came to an end.

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