Harvard Yard
“Achieving such a thing would be a Sisyphean task, the work of generations, perhaps unfinished when that packet of letters was opened in another century. Her true battle was against an enemy she believed could be beaten in her own lifetime: slavery.Every Tuesday, Lydia directed her driver to take her down Brattle Street—the new name of the Watertown Road—across the Great Bridge, and into Boston. There, she would stop on Beacon Hill and pick up her grandniece, Dorothy. Then they would ride to the... Washington Street office of the Liberator, the abolitionist newspaper published by William Lloyd Garrison and his Harvard friend Wendell Phillips.In the hall that adjoined the offices, the ladies of the Boston Female Anti-Slavery Society met once a month to hear a talk from Garrison or Phillips, to discuss philosophies and strategies, and, as one husband joked, “to swap recipes.” They also hired a sergeant-at-arms to discourage visits from certain Boston gentlemen.These gentlemen were known as the Broadcloth Mob, a name they earned when they invaded a meeting in search of Garrison.MoreLess
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