Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhymeChild, Lydia Maria
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Autumnal leaves: tales and sketches in prose and rhyme
Child, Lydia Maria
American essays -- 19th century; American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
They had said this to each other, at the close of one of their darkest
days, when lo! a messenger, sent to Kansas city for letters and papers
consigned to a friend there, was seen riding across the prairie. Through
various perils, he had brought the packages safely to Lawrence. They
were seized and torn open with eager, trembling hands. A crowd of men
and women assembled at the printing-office, to hear the news. Mr.
Bradford was reading aloud to them, when his countenance suddenly fell.
“Go on! Go on!” cried the anxious listeners. He gasped out,” “The
Legislature of Texas has voted to give fifty thousand dollars to make
Kansas a Slave State.”
“And Massachusetts? What has Massachusetts done?” asked Kate, with
nervous eagerness.
He lowered his eyes, as one ashamed of his mother, while he answered,
“The Legislature of Massachusetts has voted not to give one dollar to
make Kansas a Free State.”
In the midst of all the sufferings that had harrowed her soul, Katie had
always remained calm and collected. Now, for the first time, she groaned
aloud; and, throwing her arms wildly toward heaven, she exclaimed, in
tones of bitter anguish, “Oh, Massachusetts! How I have _loved_ thee!
How I have _trusted_ in thee!” Then bowing her head in her hands, she
sobbed out, “I _could_ not have believed it.” But Massachusetts was far
off. The Governor and Legislature of her native state did not hear her
appeal. They were busy with other things that came home to their
_business_, not to their _bosoms_.
* * * * *
On the 21st of May, 1856, Lawrence _was_ “wiped out.” Companies of
Ruffians encamped around it; a furious tipsy crew, in motley garments.
One band carried a banner with a tiger ready to spring; the motto, “You
Yankees tremble! and abolitionists fall?” Another carried a flag marked,
“South Carolina,” with a crimson star in the centre, the motto,
“Southern Rights.” Over Mount Oread floated a blood-red pirate flag, fit
emblem of the Border Ruffians; and by its side, a suitable companion for
it now, floated the United States flag. What cared New England that
_her_ six stars were there, in shameful “Union” with that blood-red
flag?
President Pierce issued a proclamation, which made it treason for the
citizens to defend themselves. The best and truest men were arrested and
imprisoned as traitors, because they had no respect for the laws passed
upon them by a Missouri rabble, with bowie-knives and revolvers.
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