Now, what can England make for the poor white population of such a future empire, and for her slave population?  What carpets, what linens, what cottons can you sell them?  What machines, what looking-glasses, what combs, what leather, what books, what pictures, what engravings? [A voice:  “We ’ll sell them ships.”] You may sell ships to a few, but what ships can you sell to two thirds of the population of poor whites and blacks? [Applause.] A little bagging and a little linsey-woolsey, a few whips and manacles, are all that you can sell for the slave. [Great applause and uproar.] This very day, in the slave States of America there are eight millions out of twelve millions that are not, and cannot be your customers from the very laws of trade. [A voice:  “Then how are they clothed?” and interruption.] * * *

But I know that you say, you cannot help sympathizing with a gallant people. [Hear, hear!] They are the weaker people, the minority; and you cannot help going with the minority who are struggling for their rights against the majority.  Nothing could be more generous, when a weak party stands for its own legitimate rights against imperious pride and power, than to sympathize with the weak.  But who ever sympathized with a weak thief, because three constables had got hold of him? [Hear, hear!] And yet the one thief in three policemen’s hands is the weaker party.  I suppose you would sympathize with him. [Hear, hear! laughter, and applause.] Why, when that infamous king of Naples—­Bomba, was driven into Gaeta by Garibaldi with his immortal band of patriots, and Cavour sent against him the army of Northern Italy, who was the weaker party then?  The tyrant and his minions; and the majority was with the noble Italian patriots, struggling for liberty.  I never heard that Old England sent deputations to King Bomba, and yet his troops resisted bravely there. [Laugh-ter and interruption.] To-day the majority of the people of Rome is with Italy.  Nothing but French bayonets keeps her from going back to the kingdom of Italy, to which she belongs.  Do you sympathize with the minority in Rome or the majority in Italy? [A voice:  “With Italy.”] To-day the South is the minority in America, and they are fighting for independence!  For what? [Uproar.  A voice:  “Three cheers for independence!” and hisses.] I could wish so much bravery had a better cause, and that so much self-denial had been less deluded; that the poisonous and venomous doctrine of State rights might have been kept aloof; that so many gallant spirits, such as Jackson, might still have lived. [Great applause and loud cheers, again and again renewed.] The force of these facts, historical and incontrovertible, cannot be broken, except by diverting attention by an attack upon the North.  It is said that the North is fighting for Union, and not for emancipation.  The North is fighting for Union, for that ensures emancipation. [Loud cheers, “Oh, oh!” “No, no!” and cheers.] A great many men