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graves by thousands ? No, I cannot! They were all slaveholders, or the tools of slaveholders, and they but exhibited the temper slavery has developed and encouraged from the beginning of time.

What but the barbarism engendered by this “peculiar institution” has violated the sanctity of the grave, and, disinterring the remains of fallen soldiers, made of their bones trinkets and mementoes to amuse friends at home?

Shall I remind you of the invariable custom of rebel artillerists to shell our hospitals upon the field of battle, and that again and again their troops have bayoneted the wounded? Who has forgotten the massacre at Fort Pillow; the upsetting of a whole train of ambulances filled with wounded men in Tennessee; the hanging of loyal persons, in the presence of their agonized families, in all the Southern States; the slaughter at Lawrence, Kansas, of inoffensive citizens, and the burning of their habitations and effects by the infamous Quantrell; the attempted destruction of all our Northern cities, crowded with inhabitants, by incendiaries; and the robbery and murder at St. Albans? It would have seemed impossible to outdo the horror of such atrocities, but even that has been done. This last act crowns and completes the whole. Slavery has lost all disguises forever, and must now stand forth to the end of time in all its natural and revolting hideousness.

Because I have felt this to be its character for many years, I have been unable to endure the thought that members of this society, otherwise lovable and engaging, should be ranked among its defenders, and so have spoken strongly and repeatedly, though always in a spirit

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of charity and affection to them. Let me entreat of them again, if any there be here, or ask their friends to entreat of them if not, to reflect upon the stand they have taken, to view it in the light of this last deplorable event which has overwhelmed our whole nation with sorrow and gloom, and acknowledge that slavery has indeed proved itself to be the sum of all human villanies, and deserves the abhorrence and execration of mankind.

“Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side : Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom

or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right, And the choice goes by forever, 'twixt that darkness and that

light.”

Whether we will have it so or not, it is very

evident that God has decreed the abolition of American Slavery. Whatever door He opens, man may not shut; whatever door He shuts, man may not open.

God is now, and ever shall be, what He has been from the beginning. “ All the inhabitants of the earth are reputed as nothing, and He doeth according to his will, in the armies of heaven, and among the inhabitants of the earth; and none can stay his hand, or say unto Him, “What doest Thou?'» Amen.

REV. CHANDLER ROBBINS.

PSALMS LXXVII: 19.

THY WAY IS IN THE SEA, AND THY PATH IN THE GREAT WATERS, AND THY FOOTSTEPS ARE NOT KNOWN.

How mysterious are the ways of Providence! We have passed through such a week of wonders and contrasts, through such quick alternations of fierce extremes of emotion, out of long anxiety into sudden hope and joy, and anon, from highest jubilee to lowest mourning, that — may God have mercy upon us — we come into the sanctuary to-day with our minds so agitated, jaded, amazed, that we are unfit to offer anything except a profound acknowledgment of God's inscrutable designs, and an humble prayer for his most needed succor.

How mysterious are the ways of Providence! We felt this, and we said it here - but under what opposite conditions ! - only three days ago. We had assembled then, at the call of a human magistrate, to humiliate ourselves for our sins; but He who overruleth all had recently sent us such a joyful surprise as to turn our Fast into a Thanksgiving. And now, on this blessed Easter Sunday, which we were expecting to celebrate with double gladness, through the association of our joy

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