The Liberator (newspaper)/September 18, 1857/State Conventions
State Conventions.
The Young Men’s Convention, for the ratification of the nomination of Hon. N. P. Banks for Governor, met in Worcester on the 8th inst. at Mechanics’ Hall. George White, Esq., of Quincy, presided, and speeches were made by Mr. Banks, Senator Wilson, Hon. Sullivan Ballou of Rhode Island, Hon. J. T. Headly of New York, Hon. S. C. Maine of Chelsea, D. W. Gooch of Melrose, Hon. C. C. Chaffee, Hon. C. L. Knapp, M. C.’s, John L. Swift, George Odiorne, Hon. Gideon Haynes, Z. K. Pangborn and others, and a series of resolutions endorsing the nomination of Mr. Banks, and in favor of a cordial union of all the friends of freedom in the future, on the paramount issue of opposition to the extension of slavery, were adopted unanimously. Several thousand people were present, and everything passed off harmoniously.
Two American State Conventions were held in Boston on Thursday, one in Tremont Temple, composed of the Gardner wing of the Fremont Americans, and another in Chapman Hall, of National or Filmore Americans. E. C. Baker presided over the former, and W. S. King over the latter.
Both conventions united in re-nominating Governor Gardner. They subsequently fused and went to Faneuil Hall, where Gov. Gardner made a speech. Addresses were made during the day by A. A. Lawrence, Col. Dewitt and others.
The Tremont Temple Convention adopted resolutions re-endorsing the Springfield. Platform, and in favor of retrenchment and reform, while the Chapman Hall Convention endorsed the doctrines of the National Council.—Salem Observer.
‘The Nation Must Be Free!’
I.
In Freedom’s cause we meet to-day,
A young, but Spartan band,
With Banks to point the shining way
Where free men love to stand!
From every hill-top, vale and plain,
O’er land—from sea to sea—
Ring forth the pæan, shout the strain,
‘The Nation must be free!’
Chorus.—In Freedom cause our sires fought,
In days lang syne—
For boon like this we well may shout,
Hurrah! for auld lang syne!
II.
From Berkshire’s green and rugged hills,
To Cape Cod’s glittering sand,
The joyous clamor, echoing, thrills—
‘Freedom throughout the land!’
From hill-top, valley, river, plain—
O’er land—from sea to sea—
Proclaim our motto—ring the strain—
‘The Nation must be free!’
Chorus.—In Freedom’s cause our sires fought, &c.
III.
Then—up, boys, up! Gird on the sword,
And mount your ready steeds!
The ‘iron man’ will give the word—
We ’ll follow where he leads.
Fling out the banner! Spread the sail!
Our watchword—‘Victory!’
With Banks, ‘there’s no such word as fail’—
‘The Nation must be free!’
Chorus.—In Freedom’s cause our sires fought, &c.