E 449 .J69 Copy * %\t Crisis 0f JfrnHm. SERMON, PREACHED AT THE FREE CHURCH, IN LYNN, ON SUNDAY, JUNE 11, 1854. BY SAMUEL JOHNSON. PUBLISHED BY REQUEST OF THE SOCIETY. BOSTON: CROSBY, NICHOLS & CO., Ill WASHINGTON STREET. 1854. t& %\)t Crisis 0f f rttflflm. SERMON, TKEACHED AT THE FREE CHURCH, IN LYNN, ON SUNDAY, JUNE 11, 1854. BY SAMUEL JOHNSON. PUBLISHED BY REQUEST OF THE SOCIETY. BOSTON: CROSBY, NICHOLS & CO., Ill WASHINGTON STREET. 1854. Cornell boston : printed by stacy and bichakdsoh, No. 11 Milk Street. <~7 SERMON. "He looked foe Justice, and behold Murder; for Righteousness, AND BEHOLD, THE CRT OF THE OPPRESSED." Isaiah V., 7. Sunday before last, I spoke of the signs of the times, and the new aspects of Slavery; and more especially of the atrocious attempt then making, to kidnap a citizen of Boston. A few dismal days have passed, — loveliest of June days made dismal by the huge shadow of human sin, — and now the deed is done ! We have seen a second hideous rite performed on these altars of slavery in Massachusetts — these abominations of desolation, standing where they ought not ; performed this time in open day, with all the pomp and parade becoming a solemn sacrifice in the name of the State. We have seen every outrage on public senti- ment, every aggravation of the cruelty inherent in the Fugitive Law, every accessory in the time, place, and process, conspiring to make the wickedness thorough and complete. No wonder that men who had trusted in the dignity and nobleness of human nature until then, felt that foothold of faith give way, and the billows of despair go over them. No wonder that men who had loved and defended slavery till then, turned away from that spec- tacle, confuted and changed. For "the sum of all villanies" did indeed make bold and full avowal therein, of its instincts and its means. There was guilt enough concentrated in the rendition of that poor negro, to perpetrate a thousand heinous crimes. Sla- very had armed it all with one deadly purpose, and made it over- 4 THE CRISIS OF FREEDOM. sweep, for the moment at least, every guarantee of liberty, every humane impulse, every moral and religious conviction. It seemed as if new hosts of evil had rushed suddenly, with a boundless license, upon the world. Yet it was not so. The patient laws of retribution did not hasten, nor the pitying love of God with- draw. The wickedness iuas already in our midst. It did but start forth, then and there, out of the dark, — like that shape we saw moving across the face of the sun, — and press in between us and the light of God\s great law, that we might know what its mass was, and what its path. It was here already. It is here noiv, — stupendous, nigh inconceivable, with its work before it, and its whole might strained to its work. Let us remember this ; for what a warning have we had of coming woes ! The shadow will not go back on the dial, and what is done is done. The hateful record has gone forth, to make us the scoff of despots and a shame to freemen, wherever the sun shines. But the iron has not entered our souls in vain, if we have learned to feel how miserably Massachusetts lies fallen, and what a mockery are our churches of Christ and our charters of Freedom. Let us repeat the old truth, again so terribly enforced. The idea of property in man cannot possibly remain embodied in the institutions of a nation, without utterly destroying everything in that nation that is sacred, honorable, just or pure. So long as one attribute of manhood survives in any individual in that nation, Slavery has a new gyve to fasten, a new victim to brand. You may try to cripple or neutralize it, in this section, or confine it to that; you may think your public sentiment has reduced it to a dead letter, and that however it may rage in its own limits and on distant borders, you are sate from its immediate power, in your churches, and schools, and laws. It is a fatal delusion. If Sla- very is embodied in your government, it is in every aook and by-way of the land. It is at every fire-side; it is poisoning every conscience and heart. It is school-master, and preacher, and lawyer, and soldier. it is merchant and politician: it is miscreant and ruffian. It moves every aim of the social ma- THE CRISIS OF FREEDOM. 5 chinery. It controls the respectable classes by bribes and threats, and the vicious classes bj sympathy. And you awake from your dream to find it here, in full stature, wielding its bloody scourge over the poor, mocking at the arms that hang powerless at your sides, and using the popular respect for law as its most pliant, unquestioning tool. A fortnight ago, men thought the Fugitive Act was dead, in Boston ; public sentiment, they said, was against it, and so was Massachusetts law. For all that, Anthony Burns was not saved. What help were law and sentiment to him ? Slavery was in the Government of the land. Massachusetts had her hand clasped in the slaveholder's clutch ; she dared not withdraw it, because the Slaveholder was the Government. And so long as we are under a slaveholding Government, that clutch will not be shaken off. Massachusetts should have understood this, long ago ; she has not, and here is the issue. What crushing evidence she has stood out against ! The gov- ernment has been the Pandemonium of Slavery for years, yet she has fancied herself a Free State. Freedom has no inch of soil on which it can set up for even a peculiar institution, is not even so much as sectional ; is swept out of the territories, and browbeaten and crushed in the conventions, and bullied and out- voted in Congress, and turned into an outlawed Pariah, to be cheated, scorned, beaten, left for dead every day. Massachusetts has bowed her head to the yoke, and kissed the rod every stroke it gave. Massachusetts is an integral part of the government, though a trampled one. And yet she was boasting that she had grown so Anti-Slavery since the dark time of Thomas Sims, that no more slaves would be returned. What a foolish boast was that ! The Fugitive Law was but getting refreshed while it slept. It starts up in the midst of our philanthropic and religious festi- vals, stretched and swollen beyond its natural proportions of hideousness. Overriding Constitutional provisions and State Laws ; trampling down habeas corpus, jury trial, personal reple- vin, frightening our executive officers out of the discharge of 6 THE CRISIS OF FREEDOM. their functions, with its bribed judge and its arbitrary process, atheistic and diabolical, consigning a living man as property into the hands of ruffians, — this Fugitive Law, comprehending under a new significance for soul and body both, all the horrible stories of barbarism we can remember — of infants thrown into rivers, passed through the fire to Moloch, exposed to mountain wolves, the victim's heart torn out by Aztec priests, the great human holocaust of Druid worship, — this Fugitive Law starts up in our paradise of Churches, Schools, Laws, — and clutches its victim. It brings the scum of the city purlieus about the Court House to expel the people ; points cannon and bayonets at them, to show that an upstart demagogue, here as in Europe, may open his coup d'etat with a massacre; blockades the ways of business with tipstaves, and treats the peaceful citizens with brutal indignity. Worse than that, — worse, because more incredibly shameful, — it finds among the thousands of that great city a judge, who is ready to do all its pleasure, and then give it more help out of pure love and fear ; who lends the man-stealer the benefit of a clause in the Statute which he had no right to claim ; and then, when every other means of gratifying the Slave Power at Wash- ington by the sacrifice of his brother, is wrested from him by the unexpected mercy of counter testimony, and the noble fidelity of skilful counsel, dares to condemn the innocent out of his own lips, and on evidence of a person who had come hundreds of miles that the kidnapping might not fail : — a judge, who has recourse to proving a man a chattel by assuming him a man, competent to bear testimony ; a man, having a free conscience and a free mind, which may be trusted as witnesses to prove that he has neither ! Such a judge it finds, more cruel and unblushing than the law. Then glorying in having found fit instrument for work so foul, it summons the whole military force of Boston, to protect its inso- lent menials from the indignation of the people, to open them a way down State Street, over a spot where the dead stones seemed to join the living multitude, to cry shame ! — in order that Eoston might be forced to set her own seal to this outrage OD her laws. THE CRISIS OF FREEDOM. 7 and that so, heaping all forms of humiliation on her head, this one bold robber might drag off his prize in triumph, sole master in Massachusetts that day. The Fugitive Slave Law is king. The Mayor obeys it with blind precipitation ; proclaims martial law against the popular instincts of liberty, and vests illegal and monstrous powers in the military to shoot down the citizens — the end whereof is a series of outrageous personal assaults, and almost a massacre and civil war. And there stood the wealth and respectability of Boston to see it done ; this dastardly deed their patriotism, this brutal incendiarism their law and order ! They stood cowed before that Virginia kidnapper, and did his will. Conscience had been voted a prejudice long before, and the Union higher than the Christian Law of Love, and now the kidnapper had come to judgment, holding them to their bond. The Mayor might have warned him out of the city, had they repented and said the word. The Governor might have sum- moned the Legislature, or at least executed Massachusetts laws, in order to thwart this wicked process. They made these sub- servient officers afraid to do Christian things, bold to do tyranni- cal and inhuman things, that kidnapping might not be offended. There they stood, and saw the deed. So loyal Boston pays divine honors to a slave-catcher. Meanwhile, a New England captain, no abolitionist, as I learn, is frightened out of Alexandria by a mob, for the sin of his northern birth. Slavery understands what masters can do, and what Slaves will bear. But Massachu- setts has understood nothing. She has only gone on boasting, in one breath, of ner loyalty to the Union, and of her Anti-Slavery, which had " made the Fugitive Law a dead letter." She needed this spectacle to teach her that there could be no such thing as a Free State, North or South, nothing but a little section of a slaveholding Union ; that the Heart must rule the members, and that Slavery is the Heart. But there is a Nemesis in Slavery, that will drive the truth in upon us in bitter judgments, until every soul of us shall feel and confess it. The men who had sought peace before purity, — the merchants