ommodate, we should judge, from two to three hundred," Rogers
narrates, "were filled, principally with women, and the men who could
not find seats stood on the green sward on either hand; and, at length,
when wearied with standing, seated themselves on the ground. Garrison,
mounted on a rude platform in front, lifted up his voice and spoke to
them in prophet tones and surpassing eloquence, from half-past three
till I saw the rays of the setting sun playing through the trees on his
head.... They (the auditory) heeded it not any more than he, but
remained till he ended, apparently indisposed to move, though some came
from six, eight, and even twelve miles distance." So bravely prospered
the revival agitation, under the vigorous preaching of the indomitable
pioneer.

In the midst of the growing activities of the revival season of the
anti-slavery movement, Garrison had some personal experiences of a
distressing nature. One of these was the case of his quondam friend and
partner in the publication of the _Liberator_, Isaac Knapp. He, poor
fellow, was no longer the publisher of the paper. His wretched business
management of his department tended to keep the _Liberator_ in a state
of chronic financial embarrassment. When the committee, who assumed
charge of the finances of the paper, took hold of the problem, they
determined to let Knapp go. He was paid $150 or $175 as a _quid pro quo_
for his interest in the _Liberator_. Unfortunate in the business of a
publisher, he was yet more unfortunate in another respect. He had become
a victim of intemperance. His inebriety increased upon him, accelerated,
no doubt, by his business failure. Notwithstanding Garrison's strong and
tender friendship for Knapp, the broken man came to regard him as an
enemy, and showed in many ways his jealousy and hatred of his old friend
and partner. Very painful was this experience to the pioneer.

An experience which touched Garrison more nearly arose out of the sad
case of his brother James, who, the reader will recall, ran away from
his mother in Baltimore and went to sea. He ultimately enlisted in the
United States Navy, and what with the brutalities which he suffered at
the hands of his superiors, by way of discipline, and with those of his
own uncontrolled passions and appetites, he was, when recovered by his
brother William, a total moral and physical wreck. But the prodigal was
gathered to the reformer's heart, and taken to his home where in memo