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Frederick Douglass, the Orator - Monroe County Library System

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Central <strong>Library</strong> of Rochester and <strong>Monroe</strong> <strong>County</strong> · Historic Monographs Collection<br />

LIFE OF FREDERICK DOUGLASS. 103<br />

to establish it. To assert it, is to call forth a<br />

sympa<strong>the</strong>tic response from every human heart,<br />

and to send a thrill of joy and gladness round<br />

<strong>the</strong> world. Tyrants, oppressors, and slaveholders<br />

are stunned by its utterance, while <strong>the</strong> oppressed<br />

and enslaved of all lands hail it as an angel<br />

of deliverance. Its assertion in Russia, in Austria,<br />

in Egypt, in fifteen states of <strong>the</strong> American<br />

Union, is a crime. In <strong>the</strong> harems of Turkey,<br />

and on <strong>the</strong> Sou<strong>the</strong>rn plantations of Carolina, it is<br />

alike prohibited; for <strong>the</strong> guilty oppressors of<br />

every clime understand its truths and appreciate<br />

its electric power."<br />

The following extract, a model of passionate<br />

eloquence, is from an oration delivered on <strong>the</strong><br />

Fourth of July, 1852, to <strong>the</strong> citizens of Rochester.<br />

"THE WHITE MAN'S FOURTH OF JULY.<br />

" To me <strong>the</strong> American slave-trade is a terrible<br />

reality. When a child, my soul was often pierced<br />

with a sense of its horrors. I lived on Philpot<br />

street, Fells Point, Baltimore, and have watched<br />

from <strong>the</strong> wharves <strong>the</strong> slave-ships in <strong>the</strong> basin, anchored<br />

from <strong>the</strong> shore, with <strong>the</strong>ir cargoes of<br />

human flesh, waiting for favorable winds to waft<br />

<strong>the</strong>m down <strong>the</strong> Chesapeake. There was at that<br />

time a grand slave-mart kept at <strong>the</strong> head of Pratt<br />

street, by Austin Woldfolle. His agents were<br />

sent into every town and county in Maryland,

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