The Christian age advanced and slavery continued, and we approach the time when our fathers fled from persecution to the soil we now call our own, when they fought for the liberty to which they felt they had a right.

Our fathers fought for it, and our mothers did more when they urged forth their husbands and sons, not knowing whether the life-blood that was glowing with religion and patriotism would not soon be dyeing the land that had been their refuge, and where they fondly hoped they should find a happy home.

Oh, glorious parentage! Children of America, trace no farther back--say not the crest of nobility once adorned thy father's breast, the gemmed coronet thy mother's brow--stop here! it is enough that they earned for thee a home--a free, a happy home.

And what did they say to the slavery that existed then and had been entailed upon them by the English government?
Their opinions are preserved among us--they were dictated by their position and necessities--and they were wisely formed.

In the North, slavery was useless; nay, more, it was a drawback to the prosperity of that section of the Union--it was dispensed with.