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When she reached Captain Isaac Lovejoy's house, next to the Meeting House in the North Precinct of Braintree, stumbling blindly into the warm, lighted kitchen, the captain and the doctor could hardly believe their senses. She told the doctor about Thirsey; then she almost fainted from cold and exhaustion. Good wife Lovejoy laid her on the settee, and brewed her some hot herb tea.
There was a fruitless effort at compromise, which to Lovejoy meant merely surrender, and which he firmly rejected. The threats of the mob were answered by defiance; from the little band that surrounded the abolitionist. A new press was ordered, and arrived, and was stored in a warehouse, where Lovejoy and his friends shut themselves up, determined to defend it with their lives.
Finally, by 4 o'clock, P.M., after several minutes of useless effort during which the pounding of the mallet was utterly lost in the noisy enthusiasm and excitement, in which both the Freedom-loving men and women of the Land, there present, participated the Speaker at last succeeded in securing a lull. Advantage was instantly taken of it, by the successor of the dead Owen Lovejoy, Mr.
Upton, the managing clerk, came in due course, and Mr. Lovejoy asked him: "Who instructed us in the Queen v. Penfold?" "It was Mr. Michael Penfold, sir." Mr. Lovejoy then told Helen that she must just get a line from Mr. Michael Penfold, and then the papers should be submitted to her. "Yes; but, sir," said Helen, "Mr. Penfold is in Scotland." "Well, but you can write to him."
On the other hand, Owen Lovejoy, the fiery Abolitionist, the very next day after the above remarks of Mr. Crittenden were delivered in the House, made a great speech in reply, taking the position that "either Slavery, or the Republic, must perish; and the question for us to decide is, which shall it be?"
It was landed from a passing boat in the small hours of the morning, and was safely conveyed to a warehouse where Mr. Lovejoy and several of his friends assembled with a view to its protection. What followed is thus described: "An hour or two afterwards there came from the grog-shops a crowd of people who knocked at the door and demanded the press.
Upon which the heart ceased, for several seconds, its knocking at the ribs, and Amy Lovejoy knew how novel-heroines feel, when they are described as growing gray about the lips. She could not seem to make the telephone tube fit in its ring, and after trying to do so once or twice, she left it hanging by the cord, and went and opened the front door and stood on the veranda.
"Duncan and Lovejoy have their people paid to sit there night and day," Mr. Worthington had said. "We've got a bare majority on a full House; but you don't seem to dare to risk it. What are you going to do about it, Mr. Bass?" "W-want the bill to pass don't you?" "Certainly," Mr. Worthington had cried, on the edge of losing his temper. "L-left it to me didn't you?
He replaced the second with a third press, but a third time the mob destroyed his property. Then he bought a fourth press, and resolved to defend it with his life. Pierced by bullets he fell, resisting the attack of a mob bent on the destruction of his rights. Lovejoy died a martyr to free speech and the freedom of the press. The tidings of this tragedy stirred the free States to unwonted depths.
She almost forgot her own sick little girl, for a few minutes, in trying to restore this brave child who had come from the South Precinct in this dreadful storm to save little Thirsey Wales' life. When Ann came to herself a little, her first question was, if the doctor were ready to go. "He's gone," said Mrs. Lovejoy, cheeringly. Ann felt disappointed. She had thought she was going back with him.
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