The Anti-Slavery Alphabet. Unknown

      The Anti-Slavery Alphabet

      TO OUR LITTLE READERS

      Listen, little children, all,

      Listen to our earnest call:

      You are very young, 'tis true,

      But there's much that you can do.

      Even you can plead with men

      That they buy not slaves again,

      And that those they have may be

      Quickly set at liberty.

      They may hearken what you say,

      Though from us they turn away.

      Sometimes, when from school you walk,

      You can with your playmates talk,

      Tell them of the slave child's fate,

      Motherless and desolate.

      And you can refuse to take

      Candy, sweetmeat, pie or cake,

      Saying "no"—unless 'tis free—

      "The slave shall not work for me."

      Thus, dear little children, each

      May some useful lesson teach;

      Thus each one may help to free

      This fair land from slavery.

      A is an Abolitionist—

              A man who wants to free

      The wretched slave—and give to all

              An equal liberty.

      B is a Brother with a skin

              Of somewhat darker hue,

      But in our Heavenly Father's sight,

              He is as dear as you.

      C is the Cotton-field, to which

              This injured brother's driven,

      When, as the white-man's slave, he toils,

              From early morn till even.

      D is the Driver, cold and stern,