Treatise Thoughts Upon Slavery
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-treatise-thoughts-upon-slavery-022 |
| Words | 393 |
Make the case
your own. “Master,” said a slave at Liverpool to the merchant
that owned him, “what, if some of my countrymen were to come
here, and take away my mistress, and Master Tommy, and
Master Billy, and carry them into our country, and make them
slaves, how would you like it?” His answer was worthy of a
man: “I will never buy a slave more while I live.” O let his
resolution be yours! Have no more any part in this detestable
business. Instantly leave it to those unfeeling wretches who
Laugh at human nature and compassion :
Be you a man, not a wolf, a devourer of the human species 1
Be merciful, that you may obtain mercy! 5. And this equally concerns every gentleman that has an
estate in our American plantations; yea, all slave-holders, of
whatever rank and degree; seeing men-buyers are exactly on
a level with men-stealers. Indeed you say, “I pay honestly
for my goods; and I am not concerned to know how they are
come by.” Nay, but you are; you are deeply concerned to
know they are honestly come by. Otherwise you are a par
taker with a thief, and are not a jot homester than him. But
you know they are not honestly come by; you know they are
procured by means nothing near so innocent as picking of
pockets, house-breaking, or robbery upon the highway. You
know they are procured by a deliberate series of more com
plicated villany (of fraud, robbery, and murder) than was ever
practised either by Mahometans or Pagans; in particular, by
murders, of all kinds; by the blood of the innocent poured
upon the ground like water. Now, it is your money that pays
the merchant, and through him the captain and the African
butchers. You therefore are guilty, yea, principally guilty, of
all these frauds, robberies, and murders. You are the spring
that puts all the rest in motion; they would not stir a step
without you; therefore, the blood of all these wretches who
die before their time, whether in their country or elsewhere, lies
upon your head. “The blood of thy brother” (for, whether
thou wilt believe it or no, such he is in the sight of Him that
made him) “crieth against thee from the earth,” from the ship,
and from the waters.