"But as for you, my indigent incompetent friends, I have to
repeat with sorrow, but with perfect clearness, what is plainly
undeniable, and is even clamorous to get itself admitted, that
you are of the nature of slaves,--or if you prefer the word, of
_nomadic, and now even vagrant and vagabond, servants that can
find no master on those terms_; which seems to me a much uglier
word. Emancipation? You have been 'emancipated' with a
vengeance! Foolish souls, I say the whole world cannot emancipate
you. Fealty to ignorant Unruliness, to gluttonous sluggish
Improvidence, to the Beer-pot and the Devil, who is there that
can emancipate a man in that predicament? Not a whole Reform
Bill, a whole French Revolution executed for his behoof alone:
nothing but God the Maker can emancipate him, by making him
anew.

"To forward which glorious consummation, will it not be well, O
indigent friends, that you, fallen flat there, shall henceforth
learn to take advice of others as to the methods of standing?
Plainly I let you know, and all the world and the worlds know,
that I for my part mean it so. Not as glorious unfortunate sons
of freedom, but as recognized captives, as unfortunate fallen
brothers requiring that I should command you, and if need were,
control and compel you, can there henceforth be a relation
between us. Ask me not for Indian meal; you shall be compelled
to earn it first; know that on other terms I will not give you
any. Before Heaven and Earth, and God the Maker of us all, I
declare it is a scandal to see _such_ a life kept in you, by the
sweat and heart's-blood of your brothers; and that, if we cannot
mend it, death were preferable! Go to, we must get out of