At Lowell, Massachusetts, he narrowly escaped being struck on the head and killed by a brickbat.

Indeed it was grimly apparent that the master of Freedom's Cottage would be obliged to revise his views as to the hazard, which his friend ran in speaking upon the subject of slavery in New England.

To do so was weekly becoming for that friend an enterprise of great personal peril.

But it added also to the fierce hatred with which the public now regarded Garrison.

He was the author of all the mischief, the slavery agitation, the foreign emissary.