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Source citation
“Greeley Meets a Slave Dealer,” Fayetteville (NC) Observer, June 9, 1859, p. 2: 4.
Newspaper: Publication
Fayetteville Semi Weekly Observer
Newspaper: Headline
Greeley Meets a Slave Dealer
Newspaper: Page(s)
2
Newspaper: Column
4
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Newspaper
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Exact
Transcriber
Don Sailer, Dickinson College
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Transcription
The following text is presented here in complete form, as it originally appeared in print. Spelling and typographical errors have been preserved as in the original.
Greeley Meets a Slave Dealer. – We find the following going the rounds of the Western journals:
“Horace Greeley, at Leavenworth, met a gentleman who expressed great pleasure at seeing so distinguished a philanthropist, and wished him success. “Indeed,” replied Mr. Greeley, “I am happy to hear such sentiments, and to see such men as yourself, where I did not expect the least sympathy, in this land where the iniquity of the nation is so firmly rooted. God be praised, the work goes bravely on.” “With your aid,” returned Mr. W., “slavery will soon cease to exist in Missouri. Only last week I took away thirteen.” “My good friend, how? where to?” “To New Orleans.” “Great God!” exclaimed Horace, “what! a dealer in human souls!” “Yes, sir, if that is what you call it. I buy and sell negroes. I am indebted to you for the profits of my business. Slaveholders here sell me their slaves for half their value in the South, to keep your disciples from stealing them.”
“Horace Greeley, at Leavenworth, met a gentleman who expressed great pleasure at seeing so distinguished a philanthropist, and wished him success. “Indeed,” replied Mr. Greeley, “I am happy to hear such sentiments, and to see such men as yourself, where I did not expect the least sympathy, in this land where the iniquity of the nation is so firmly rooted. God be praised, the work goes bravely on.” “With your aid,” returned Mr. W., “slavery will soon cease to exist in Missouri. Only last week I took away thirteen.” “My good friend, how? where to?” “To New Orleans.” “Great God!” exclaimed Horace, “what! a dealer in human souls!” “Yes, sir, if that is what you call it. I buy and sell negroes. I am indebted to you for the profits of my business. Slaveholders here sell me their slaves for half their value in the South, to keep your disciples from stealing them.”
