I was fighting slavery on the frontier plan of Indian warfare, where every man is Captain-lieutenants, all the corporals and privates of his company.

I was like the Israelites in the days when there was no king, and "every man did that which, was right in his own eyes." It seemed good unto me to support James G.Birney, for President, and to promulgate the principles of the platform on which he stood in the last election.

This I would do, and no man had the right or power to stop me.

My paper was a six column weekly, with a small Roman letter head, my motto, "Speak unto the children of Israel that they go forward," the names of my candidates at the head of the editorial column and the platform inserted as standing matter.
It was quite an insignificant looking sheet, but no sooner did the American eagle catch sight of it, than he swooned and fell off his perch.

Democratic roosters straightened out their necks and ran screaming with terror.