The lecturer tells us that while reading the printed report of Mr.Everett's Oration at the inauguration of the Webster statue, a fugitive slave appeared at his door, and, baring his breast and back, showed him the marks of the branding-iron, and the scars from the lash.

At the sight, he says, the paper dropped from his hand.

He "thought of Webster and the Fugitive Slave Law." Now this negro was, just as likely as not, one of those characters whom we call jail-birds.

If so, and he had lived at the North, instead of branding-iron and stripes, he might have had parti-colored pants, and manacles, and a record of ten or twenty years in the state's prison.

But because he ran away from the South, he straightway became, as a matter of course, a martyr and a saint.