Like a culprit, in whom some love of character still survives, it speaks of its offence without calling it by name.
Horace Mann: “Like a culprit, in whom some love of character still survives, it speaks of its offence without calling it by name.”
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Mann compares the Constitution's treatment of slavery to a guilty person avoiding the term.
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Let me read to you the disparaging and contemptuous remark of the address on that great palladium of human liberty, the trial by jury.
The kidnapper, Alberti, now lies in a Pennsylvania prison for carrying away a mother and her child; but the mother and the child are now groaning under the lash of a southern taskmaster.
The liberty of voting includes all other liberties.
I answer, that this difference which they so be-little and disparage will often be all the difference between freedom and bondage, between life and death, between honor and infamy, between happiness and perdition.





