“But evening came, and as the anxious couple could not have the nuptial rites celebrated under the Rev. father’s roof, they withdrew to Phillips’ tavern, on the West side of the river, and made preparations for the ceremonies.  In the meantime the affair got whispered about the town, and the incensed populace to some five hundred strong made ready to ‘disturb the meeting.’  Several of the prominent citizens, fearing lest a serious row should follow, repaired to the marriage-home, and while some kept the riot down by speeches and persuasions, others gained admittance to the colors.  Allen, on being asked if he was married, replied ‘no,’ but that he would be in a few minutes.  He was remonstrated with, and told the consequences that would ensue—­that he would be mobbed, and must leave town immediately.  He responded that he knew what he was about, was a free man, in a free country, and should do as he pleased.  By this time the outsiders could be held still no longer, and the window curtains being drawn, our hero ‘saw and trembled,’ and cried for mercy.  The damsel didn’t faint, but at once consented to go home, and was hurried into a sleigh and driven off, while Sambo under disguise and surrounded by Abolitionists, was hustled out of the crowd over to the Fulton house.  The multitude soon followed, eager and raving to grab the ‘nigger,’ but after a little, he was got away from the house, by some sly comer, and hurried off to Syracuse in a sleigh, at the top of two-horse speed.  Thus the black cloud avoided the whirlwind, and thus ended ‘Another Rescue.’”

This article, abominable as it is, was copied either in whole or in part by nearly every pro-slavery organ throughout America in a few days after the mob—­with glorifications at what they supposed to be my defeat; and some of the papers copied the article with regrets that I had not been killed outright.  And, indeed, this same “Syracuse Star” in a few days after the publication of the above article did what it could to inflame the populace of Syracuse to inflict upon me violence and death.

Nor were the pro-slaveryites the only persons who gloated with delight over the Article published by the “Star.”  Hundreds, and I think I am within the bounds of truth, when I say that thousands of men and women calling themselves Abolitionists and Christians, were especially rejoiced at my “defeat;” and expressed themselves to that effect, though using more guarded language than those who made no pretensions to a love of truth, justice, and humanity.

The article abounds in falsehood, though to serve its purpose it is certainly adroitly written.  We had not intended to be married on the evening of the mob, so that not only is the speech which the Editor puts in my mouth false, but so also is his statement that we repaired to Phillips’ Tavern to have the nuptial rites celebrated.  The story of my seeing, and trembling and crying for mercy, is also equally false.