Old John Brown, the man whose soul is marching on by Walter Hawkins
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discomfited, in their hearts delivering him to Satan that he
might learn not to blaspheme. But Satan would have none of him, we are sure. Another instance of the same devotion to the cause of freedom belongs to rather later days when they had removed to Springfield, Massachusetts. There they lived with their wonted simplicity, but it had been the fond design of mother and daughter to furnish the parlour in due course. The moment had arrived when the domestic finances seemed to allow of this modest luxury, but already John Brown had designs of another removal to North Elba, New York, where an estate was being occupied by escaped slaves under the patronage of Gerrit Smith, a wealthy Abolitionist. At this juncture he calls his family together and asks for their mind as to whether they should now furnish the parlour with their savings or retain them for the help of these black settlers who require clothes and other equipment as they start their new life of independence. The blood of the Browns flows as one stream, and the ready response of all is 'Save the money, father.' His favourite books were well known by the children--JOSEPHUS, Plutarch's LIVES, NAPOLEON AND HIS MARSHALS, LIFE OF OLIVER CROMWELL, Baxter's SAINTS' REST, Bunyan's PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, and Henry ON MEEKNESS. What a significant medley of peace and war-- the wolf and the lamb--Napoleon and Henry on Meekness side by side! But dearest ever was the Book which had been the oracle in his father's house--itself the Book of battles and yet the gospel of peace, the sacred charter of man's liberties and yet the holy statute book for man's government--the Bible. Swift paternal |
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