Frederick Douglass: “They are under control of a foul, haggard, and damning conspiracy against reason, law, and constitution.”

Treason had shot its poisonous roots deeper, and had spread its death-dealing branches further than any northern calculation had covered.

The anti-slavery platform had performed its work, and my voice was no longer needed.

A son of toil himself, he was linked in brotherly sympathy with the sons of toil in every loyal part of the republic.

The good to be sought and the evil to be shunned were flung in the balance and weighed against each other.