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第8章

Newspaper editors argue also that it is a proof of his insanity that he thought he was appointed to do this work which he did,--that he did not suspect himself for a moment!They talk as if it were impossible that a man could be "divinely appointed" in these days to do any work whatever; as if vows and religion were out of date as connected with any man's daily work; as if the agent to abolish slavery could only be somebody appointed by the President, or by some political party.They talk as if a man's death were a failure,and his continued life, be it of whatever character, were a success.

When I reflect to what a cause this man devoted himself, and how religiously, and then reflect to what cause his judges and all who condemn him so angrily and fluently devote themselves, I see that they are as far apart as the heavens and earth are asunder.

The amount of it is, our "leading men" are a harmless kind of folk,and they know well enough that they were not divinely appointed,but elected by the votes of their party.

Who is it whose safety requires that Captain Brown be hung?Is it indispensable to any Northern man?Is there no resource but to cast this man also to the Minotaur?If you do not wish it, say so distinctly.While these things are being done, beauty stands veiled and music is a screeching lie.Think of him,--of his rare qualities!--such a man as it takes ages to make, and ages to understand; no mock hero, nor the representative of any party.A man such as the sun may not rise upon again in this benighted land.

To whose making went the costliest material, the finest adamant;sent to be the redeemer of those in captivity; and the only use to which you can put him is to hang him at the end of a rope!You who pretend to care for Christ crucified, consider what you are about to do to him who offered himself to be the savior of four millions of men.

Any man knows when he is justified, and all the wits in the world cannot enlighten him on that point.The murderer always knows that he is justly punished; but when a government takes the life of a man without the consent of his conscience, it is an audacious government, and is taking a step towards its own dissolution.Is it not possible that an individual may be right and a government wrong?Are laws to be enforced simply because they were made? or declared by any number of men to be good, if they are not good?

Is there any necessity for a man's being a tool to perform a deed of which his better nature disapproves?Is it the intention of law-makers that good men shall be hung ever?Are judges to interpret the law according to the letter, and not the spirit?What right have you to enter into a compact with yourself that you will do thus or so, against the light within you?Is it for you to make up your mind,--to form any resolution whatever,--and not accept the convictions that are forced upon you, and which ever pass your understanding?I do not believe in lawyers, in that mode of attacking or defending a man, because you descend to meet the judge on his own ground, and, in cases of the highest importance, it is of no consequence whether a man breaks a human law or not.Let lawyers decide trivial cases.Business men may arrange that among themselves.If they were the interpreters of the everlasting laws which rightfully bind man, that would be another thing.A counterfeiting law-factory, standing half in a slave land and half in free!What kind of laws for free men can you expect from that?

I am here to plead his cause with you.I plead not for his life,but for his character,--his immortal life; and so it becomes your cause wholly, and is not his in the least.Some eighteen hundred years ago Christ was crucified; this morning, perchance, Captain Brown was hung.These are the two ends of a chain which is not without its links.He is not Old Brown any longer; he is an angel of light.

I see now that it was necessary that the bravest and humanest man in all the country should be hung.Perhaps he saw it himself.I almost fear that I may yet hear of his deliverance, doubting if a prolonged life, if any life, can do as much good as his death.

"Misguided"!"Garrulous"!"Insane"!"Vindictive"!So ye write in your easy-chairs, and thus he wounded responds from the floor of the Armory, clear as a cloudless sky, true as the voice of nature is:"No man sent me here; it was my own prompting and that of my Maker.I acknowledge no master in human form."

And in what a sweet and noble strain he proceeds, addressing his captors, who stand over him:"I think, my friends, you are guilty of a great wrong against God and humanity, and it would be perfectly right for any one to interfere with you so far as to free those you willfully and wickedly hold in bondage."

And, referring to his movement:"It is, in my opinion, the greatest service a man can render to God."

"I pity the poor in bondage that have none to help them; that is why I am here; not to gratify any personal animosity, revenge, or vindictive spirit.It is my sympathy with the oppressed and the wronged, that are as good as you, and as precious in the sight of God."

You don't know your testament when you see it.

"I want you to understand that I respect the rights of the poorest and weakest of colored people, oppressed by the slave power, just as much as I do those of the most wealthy and powerful."

"I wish to say, furthermore, that you had better, all you people at the South, prepare yourselves for a settlement of that question,that must come up for settlement sooner than your are prepared for it.The sooner you are prepared the better.You may dispose of me very easily.I am nearly disposed of now; but this question is still to be settled,--this negro question, I mean; the end of that is not yet."

I foresee the time when the painter will paint that scene, no longer going to Rome for a subject; the poet will sing it; the historian record it; and, with the Landing of the Pilgrims and the Declaration of Independence, it will be the ornament of some future national gallery, when at least the present form of slavery shall be no more here.We shall then be at liberty to weep for Captain Brown.

Then, and not till then, we will take our revenge.

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