Wherever afterward they gathered Mischief made one in their midst.

Mischief was let loose, Mischief was afoot in the town.

The old town was no place for the foreign emissary, neither was it a safe place for the arch-agitator.

On the day after the meeting, Garrison and his young wife accordingly retreated to her father's home at Brooklyn, Conn., where the husband needed not to be jostling elbows with Mistress Mischief, and her _pals_.
Garrison's answer to the speeches of Otis and Sprague was in his sternest vein.

He is sure after reading them that, "there is more guilt attaching to the people of the free States from the continuance of slavery, than those in the slave States." At least he is ready to affirm upon the authority of Orator Sprague, "that New England is as really a slave-holding section of the republic as Georgia or South Carolina." Sprague, he finds, "in amicable companionship and popular repute with thieves and adulterers; with slaveholders, slavedealers, and slave-destroyers; ...