Because
you will not let us reprove you for it, we cut off our correspondence
with your Southern ecclesiastical bodies. But I began to speak of little
graves. You will see by my involuntary wandering from them how full our
hearts are of your colored people, and how self-forgetful we are in our
desires and efforts to do them good. And yet some of your Southern
people can find it in their hearts to set at nought these our most
sacred Northern antipathies and commiserations!
But I constantly hear some of your words in your letter striking their
gentle, sad chimes in my ears. "It is not the parting alone, but the
helplessness that looked to you for protection which you could not
give;" "the emptiness of the home to which you return when the child is
gone."
Now, for such words, I solemnly declare that, in my opinion, you, dear
madam, never had a helpless slave look to you for protection which you
could give and which you refused; you, surely, never made a slave's home
desolate by taking her child from her. No, such words as those which I
have just quoted from your letter, are a perfect assurance that neither
you nor your kindred, within your knowledge, are guilty of ruthless
violations of domestic ties among your colored people.
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