Newspaper of Burlington Free Press, September 21, 1838, Page 1

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grtmr NOT THE GLORY OF CjESAK BUT THE WELFARE OF ROME. BY H. B. STACY. FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1838. VOL. XII No. 58? Fragments from Gov. Everett's Williams College I online, the exiled Ghilbolino, stands out Addicss. from first to Inst breathing defiance mid revenge. Milton, in Rome of his prose works, bclrnys the pnrliznn also but in his poetry wo see him in the white robes of SHAKESPEARE. Willi a reverence as deep ns honesty or . ' , . , , ., the minstrel, with upturned though sight- , , . , . . , . , r ,!,:, !c?8 eyes, rnpt in meditation at the feet of fond and never intermitted study of their . ' ' T, , . . . . . works I may say Hint I catch from this it ' very study of their writings and characters n conception, that, high as they rose, they might have risen higher. I can sometimes behold the soil of the world upon their enow while robes, and the rust of human passion upon the glittering edge of their wit. It was long ago said of the Roman crilic, thai the good Homer sometimes nods ; and shakespcarc, tho most brilliant Dante in his dark vision descends to the depths of tho world of perdition, and, homeless fugitive as he is drags his proud and prosperous enemies down with him, and buries them doubly destroyed in the flaming sepulchres of the lowcsl lioll. Milton, on tho other hand, seems almost to have purged offtlio dross of humanity. Blind, poor, friendless, in solitude and sorrow, with quite as much reason as his Italian rival to rcpino at his example unqiiumonouiy m a mum,,, ova fimune an(J WQf ngai)st mankinu )ow C!im mo ueiccis 01 cuucauon---meuiai uuu and unimpassioncd is ho in all that concerns his own personality! Ilo deemed too highly of hia divino gift to make it the in- strumeut of immortalizing his hatreds. Otic cry alono of sorrow at his blindness, ono pathetic lamentation over the evil days on which he had fallen, bursts from his full heart. There is not a flash of hu wrath in all his pictures of woe Hating nothing but evil spirits, in the childlike simplicity of his heart, his pure hands undcfiled with the pitch of the politi cal intrigues in which ho had lived, he breathes forth his inexpressibly majestic strains the poetry not o much of earth as of heaven. Can it be hoped that, under the opera lion of the influences to which wo bare alluded, anv thins superior to Paradise tho eighth Iliad, is serene, transparent, and Lqb1 wi cvcr b(J producej bv man? It rc. heavenly fair ; it streams into the deepest quirC3 Q C0UragC0U3 hMl in gcncral prin glades and settles, on tho mountain tops of , t0 believe it. I dare not call it t the material and social world j but for all nrn,,,l!n , . , . Env :, : imnn5, that concerns the spiritual nature, it is .. , , ,f - . wrcfcIl0(1 in,ccctua. cold.watcry, and unquickening. The great . mnrnl . . ... (,,lh in moral too often exhibits traces of both. Ab ho floats on eagle's wings along what ho nobly calls 'the brightest heaven of in vontion,' ho is sometimes borne, by nn un chaeloned taste, into a misty region where tho understanding endeavors in vain to fol low him, and sometimes, as ho swims with a swallows easo and swiftness along the ground, too confident of his power to soar when he will up to the rosy gates of the morning ho stoops, and stoops, aad stoops till the tips of his graceful pinions are sadly draggled in the mire. HOMER. Not a ray of pure spiritual illumination ebincs through the sweet visions of the father of poetry. The light of his genius, like that of the moon as he describes it in thinks much, and is most indefatigable in tho pursuit of his object. That by his su perior abilities ho mannged the fnclions of Congress and the tactions in JNcw fjnginnii" 1 lie rollowtug parouy on llio proclama tion (which iho Whigs treated with great contempt and ridicufe) appeared in the prints of tho day. "Tom Gage's Proclamation, And denunchtion, Against iho Now England nation, Who should his pious way slum. Whereas ,'tho rebels, hereabout, Arn M'ibborn dill, nml still hold out, Refusing Mill lo drink llicir lea, In ppitc 1'arliamcm and mc ; And to maintain their bubble right, Prognosticate n real light; Preparing flint, nnd steel and ball, My armies and my lleet to miiulj Rebelling to, a graceless pack, As to let fly a soldier's luck. All this, though long obliged lo bear, For want of men, but not from fear, I'm nblo now, by augmentation, To give to proper caetigalion. Hut first, I do my graco extend, And hereby protnisc lo befriend, All those who do their sins confess, And meekly own thry have transgressed ; Who will for pardon plead with mc, Lead godly lives and drink their ten ; Such future conduct and behavior, Restores to them my gracious favor. Rut then, I must out of this plan lock, Roth Samuel Adam! nnd John Hancock ; For such vilo traitors like debentuics, Must be tucked up at all adventures, As any proffer of a p.irdon, Will only tend sucli rogues lo harden. Rut every other mothnr'a son, As poon as he Injs down his gun, And on furrendei ing hia tulcilo, May go lo nnd fro, unhurt, ns wo do. And co do ill run the KingV command, That nil who please m ly kiss my hand. By command of Mother Carey. Thomas Fi.uckeu, Secretary. The name of the Secretary, it is believed, is truly given, while that of a female friend of the General's, is inserted in place of that officer's. test of tho elevation of the poet's mind, nnd of tho refinement of the age in which lie lives, is the distinctness, with which ho conceives tho spiritual world. In! all else he may bo the observer, the rccor- England imparting as they did at times loo m;:ch of their contagion to Milton's mind a poem like Paradise Lost could pring forth, Bhall no corresponding fruit of excellence bo produced, when knowledge dor, the painter; but in this dread sphere L)abe univcrsav diiru8e(l society enlight- iiu iiiu.ii U-&UMIU win muiiiitu, wiiiuii ins name imports; lie must uo i tic matter ere nling his own spiritual world by the highest notion of his mind, upon nil the exter nal and internal materials of thoucht. If ever there was a poetical vision calculated not to purify, and to exalt, but abase, it is tho the visit of Ulysses to the lower regions Tho ghosta of the illustrious departed are drawn before him by the reeking fumes of tho recent sacrifice; and the hero stands guard with his drawn sword, to drive oway the shade of his own mother from the gory trench, over which she hovers, hank cring after the raw blood. Does it require an essay on the laws of the human mind tn ehew, that tho intellect which contem plates the great mystery of our being, un der this ghastly and frivolous imagery, has never been born to a spiritual life, nor caught a glimpso of the highest heaven of poetry ? DANTE. In Dante, for the first time in an unin epircd bard, the dawn of a spiritual day breaks upon us. Although the shadows of superstition rest upon him, yet tho strains of the prophets were in his ears, and the From Benlly's Miscellany. REFLECTIONS IN A HORSE-POND. ened, elevated, and equalized; and the standard of moral rclitriouu principle in public and private affairs, raised far above its present level? A continued progress in the intellectual world is consistent with all that we know of tho laws that govern it, and with all experience. A prcscnti- mcnt of it lies deep in the soul of man, spark as it i6 of the divino nature. The craving after excellence, tho thirst for truth and beauty, has never been never can be fully slaked at the fountains, which havo flowed beneath the touch of tho en chanter's wand. Man listens to tho heav enly strain, and straightway becomes de sirous of still loftier melodies. Ii has nourished and strengthened instead of sa tiating his taste. Fed by the divine ali mcnt he can enjoy moro, ho can conceive more, he can himself perform more. Should n poet of loftior muse than Milton hereafter appear, or tospeak more reverent ly, when the Milton of abettor age shall arise, there is remaining yet one subject worthy his powers ; the complement of Paradise Lost. In the conception of this subject by Milton, then nature in tho ex periencc of his creat noetn, wo have the beyond the grasp of tho human mind, in its nrcscnt state of cultivation. Hut lorn unwilling to think that this theme, im Unlit nf divinn t rntli- Rtrnnrr thnnrrh rdnuil cd-wasin his soul. As wo stand with h'Shcrt l.umnn judgment that this is the him on the threshold of tho world of sor- 000 rcmainK lIlcmo- 1,1 Ills ""Completed , ... r , . - ,. attempt lo achieve it, we have the greatest tows, and read the awful nscr nt on over 1 ' . , , .,, , ., ,, ,. ., cause for the doubt, whether it be not shadow of doath comes over the heart The compaEs of poetry contnins no image which surnaBEB9 this dismal insrrinlinn in solemn mandeur-nor is Micro anv where mcnsurab,y ll,e rn,ltlcst which can be con- a more delicious strain of tender poetic icmplatcd by tho mind of man, will never boautv than that of the distant vesner boll receive a poetical illustration, proportioned which seems to mourn for tho departing 10 its sublimity. It seems to mo impossible lay, as it is heard by tho traveller jus"t ,hat llic time-doubtless Tar distant should leaving his home. But Dante lived in an not eventually arrive when another Milton 020 when crhistinnity-if I may so sneak divorcing his heart from the delights of was nacanized. Much of his poem, pub-1 lifo S purifying his bosom from its angry stance as well as ornament, is hcothen. 80,fl3h Prions ; relieved by happier for Too much of his inspiration is drawn from tuncs from caro nntl Knrrow ' Pluming the tho stormy passions of life. The warmth w'"g8 of llis 6Pirit abstinenco with which he glowed is too often the nd prayer, will address himself to this kindling of scorn and indignation, burning only remaining themo of a great christian undor a Bonso of intolorablo wrong. The epic holiest muse may swing .y. Mef t nU0 of LcxjBl0l) Gcncrnl too oucn mo incuimuu inim.. ua hqviiii? succeeded tho notor ons fiweens tho strintrs. Tho divino comedy Governor Hutchinson in tho command of n8 he calls his wonderful work is much of SSi-Kj'iK; m3 il mere murim euuiu. MILTON. In Paradiso lost, wo feel us if wo were ad- mitcd to tho outer courts of tho infinite- Ijurgoyno, issued his celebrated proclama lion, offering pardon to all who would rc return to their allegiance. John Hancock and Samuel Adams, both Members of Con gross from Massachusetts, wcro excepted i. ...I . . r rt ii i t- ' . In that all L'lorious tcmplo of genius uispir- ir()m "thin 1 vintr uct of Grace," havinir bv ,i i, irnii, wn mirli tho full diapason ofl thuir zeal and abilities uintlo themselves ,hn hcavenlvonran. With his first choral Ur"!' X',. ,0f Hwcll tho soul is lifted from tho enrth ti.n niuiriA Commcdia. tho man, tho Flor . Mr Adams, it wan said by Galloway, in his '"I nVRiniiiitl inn linfnrn lln llniiLi. i,f r ',,,..,,.., TI3IE NIGHT. Let me consider a little where I am! My senses arc beginning to clear at pres ent, albeit my body is sticking in the mud, and seems to think of nothing less. The plunge, disagreeable as it is, has been of service to me: we should be thankful for everything, for they say "everything is for tho best;" nnd, upon this principle, a tum ble into a horse-pond may bo a good. I shall, however, ascertain this better to morrow, (that i-?, if I ever get out of the mud of which I am doubtful.) In the meantime I will, by way of passing the time, acknowledge my obligation. 1 am o regenerated creature ! 1 hanks be to lioav en! 1 enn see: before my tumble into these ro. vivifying waters my thoughts were wandering and my sight was dazzled ; and now they arc fixed immovably fixed to this horse pond ; nnd I only behold ono moon instead of two. I do not exactly know how I came hit h cr. I spent last evening with Tom Rattle brain, INetl Flighty, and Will hcampcr; we had a famous supper, and resolved lo make night of it. The weather was hot, stormy, and goblinish ; it led us to tell host-stories, which wo did till our marrow finze, and our parched throats cried out like the horse, leech's two daughters, "Give! give !" Purely to raise our courage and moisten our palates, wo had n couple of bottles additional. I recollect after this wo told some stories partaking more of the tlesli than the spirit, anil that at iwu o'clock in the morning I agreed to ride home on Daylight, hand in hand, like the fire office insignia, with Scamper, who was mounted Wildfire. I remember something of trying to force Daylight to cross that which took to bo a terry. 1 recollect something of our dispute on the subject, but faintly can onlv guess how the matter ended by the result, tor he is gone, and I am here I suppose I must have struggled, flopped and iloundcred about n good deal beloro could havo been so firmlv wedged in the mud as I am at this moment. The water oil around mo is up to my chin, anil the mud beneath ma is up lo mv knees; I have sunl considerably nbove my calves. I really cut n very ridiculous figure 1 lie hrst thing 1 remember distinctly was seeing my lighted cigar llnatiiiff, fiz zing, nnd 6pittini; peevishly upon the wa ter. Poor thing ! it did not relish regener ation, I put out my hand to catch it ; hut it fizzed angrily, and floated away from inc. This was the unkinucst cut nt all;" and when I saw its light go out, I felt as if abandoned by all the world. It just occurs to mc that I havo another causo oi inanusgiving ; since one must sometimes fall into a horse-pond, I nm grateful that it is nn English one. In some countries, now, those devils of tho air the birds of prey would keen wheeling, whirl ing, nnd shrieking above my head, compli menting each other upon tho good supper prcpaparcd lor tnem, aim then coolly peel out my eyes beforo my face ! This idea is suggested by a somewhat uncomfortable circumstance, which, not withstanding my patienco, 1 cannot but bo Hcnsib o of. Something I coiiiccttiro cither on eel or a rat is gnawing nt tho boot on my right log; no otlinr animals venture so necniy into uio uiuu. i wieii i con d raise inv foot. If it bo a rat. ho will content himself with tho leather, and gnaw away till it bo gono: but tho eel prefers n bit of mcnt, mid in that case he is only busying himself to open his 'pantry door.' Pray heaven it bo n rat ! I am n most enduring man. I remember sutlering infinilu misery n whnlu hcasmi nt tho houso of n pnrliculnr friend, I was in it "llic last floa of summer!" Never shall I forget what I suffered from that sin glo tormentor. I should havo known it was only one, from the peculiar pungency of his bile, even if Iho invariable character of the nark olso had not been n witness. Tho room had been for a long period unoc ciipicu,"vu uy uns nea, i no survivor oi an his lamiy and f nciidc. who hod died of star valinn in the course of thosunnncr. I boro it palieitly for several nights, thinking that it was i tax to flea-inanity which must bo paid ; lui when, night after night, week after W'ck, the same torture continued, I began to grow nervous and irritable. I sought after him diligently in the morning, but never found any thing save his trail. Liko Disliny, ho was always lo bo felt, but never sten. In the night scarcely had I lorn the skin off my shoulder, ere I was impcrioisly called upon to apply the same remedy to ray log. I felt him hop ocrofs my hand ns I raised it up : and so rapid were his movements, thai he seemed to be jumping on every part of my body nt onco ; like the Indian Apollo, ho appeared to have the power of multiplying his person, and of being in fifty places nt the same time. Ho was a single fiend, "whoso nnmo was Le gion." 1 started in anguish ; shook tha shscts ; apostrophised the mistress of the hojsc, and mentally sent the housemaid to the hottest place I could think of. It was all to no purpose ; he seemed to havo some cxttaordinury power of disgorging his prey, nun clearing Ins stomach, which, like. Time was always devouring never full So rapidly did his constant consecutive meals of breakfast, luncheon, dinner, tea, and supper, tread upon each other's heels. that 1 seemed to live twenty days in one tortured night. I longed to complain to tho master of tho house; but how to tell him there was'a flea in tho best bod that bed in which he took tucli pride, and be held with such admiration f At length I met the housemaid on the tairs. She was as ugly as Repentance crabbed as Chastity, and old ns mother Shipton; nevertheless I nddrotscd her ns "Mv dear little girl!" gave her n kiss, and a piece of money, nnd entreated her to kill the fleas in my bed. The next day I met her, nnd site said, "There bean't no fleas in your bed as now si r-' Alas! I knew that thero was but one; and he was a flea face. Ho croaks ; I answer very naturally, for tho water has qualified my voice. Tho frog stare again: "The voico is the voice of Fjjau, but the form is Jacob's." Now ho very gravely swims entirely round my head, and then again plantB himself in front. I laugh aloud ; ho backs n little. 1 open my eyes very wide nt bun; ho returns tho compliment. My chin splashes the water tiboul him; he takes fright nnd disappears. Hark! thore arc certain fontslcps in the neighborhood. Halloo ! nugh ! ah ! mercy upon me! my voice is qnilo gone, and I shall be compelled to live in" this horse-pond the remainder of my days. Who will feed mc, I wonder : tho rat will not be so civil to me as the ravens were lo Elijah ; nnd 1 have affronted tho froc. Ila ! tho footsteps come nearer. Th o man see him a groom -I'll call. IlaU lok !ouk ! cro-ak ! "Curse your cronkinn; oul" quoth the gabond; and he flings a hugo stono at mv head. Despair and dnstraction ! what shall I do? Die! No that's cowardly. "I'll live bravely ; that is, if I can. The fellow is gone, and "I am nil alono!" Alone! What do 1 hear? Voices ves : thev come most sweet vote's. A gentleman and the rascally groom aforesaid. "You havo not draped this pond to night," says iho master- "indeed sir, we did from ono end of it to the other," replies the fellow: "see how the weeds am disturbed " "You lie, vou rascal! you did not, or you would have found mo hero," said I. Heigh-day !" cried the master ; "what have wo hero?'' "A gentleman in ditrcs3." "I should think so : but how came vou in this pond ?" "I ll tell you when I am out." "Help all of you. fellows!" says the gentleman. Now, sir. hold fast: I was in search of a drunken uncle who has escaped trom nis servants, Full nwav boys! I expected to find him in this horse-pond, ano i discover a sober mnn in his place." IM.U. l did not rectify this laltcr mis take. of it. Iiu, linst l,n,l ,,.,,. nml n urn..,,). examination before the House of Commons nmirlnii'nl il ivna. Tlx. I. ml uint n mnnnifl 'that lie cats little, drinks littlc.slccps little, I cunt one; but, to my cost thero was u ilea uud pbnlu hinmclf directly oppositu to my Fate, beyond her power to destroy. Still the torture went on ; still did I lie, night after night, miserable, feverish, Elcepless pinched, torn, and tortured in every part of my burning skin. At length, consider tug tho enormous power possessed by mv tormentor, his divisibility, his infallibility, 1 camo at last to the conclusion, that, it was no living flea I hat. thus distract and di turbed mc, but the ghost of some starved tenant ol lorincr tunes, who was nllowed tins recreation, to rnako amends tor past sutterinin. This idea once established. 1 knew that I had no hope ; I had noihin for it but to fly. So I went to my friend declare! (to his astonishment) my intention; and, wiun hard pressed for my reason. painfully and reluctantly gave it. A Ilea!' shoutcc he, in a voice between displeasure and mini), 'a flea nnd in that bed! then thou trust have brought it!' Now was not this too much? I thought my heart would have broken I, who had endured so much I, who had suffered torture in silence for six long weeks, to be accused ol having brought that nldcrman of ileas with mo! It was beyond human nature to boar. I burst from his presence, packed up my clothes, and, though I am a very good tempered man, have not seen that friend since. I can iifver forgive his accu sationI can never forget what I have suffered ! As I call lo mind that burning sorrow, I take comfort in llic knowledge that I am standing up to my neck in hore-pand ! J hank you, gontio latly moon! I nm grateful for any kind of attention, even tho' it s-honld be ol no use to toe ; but yours is. I wish I was n poet now? I could make something of th'w scenery I had road a good deal about 'moonlight on tho waters;' but I never saw so near its dancing beams before. Tho devil take this rathow ho nibbles! My boots are new a holo in them at last ! There's n villanous odour that comes over mc from some part of the horse-poml. "at which my nosu is in great indignation." It strikes mo ulsn. from something uncomfortable in my stomach, that in my plunge I inu.-t have swallowed a good allowance of Mark Anthony's liquor. See SiiAKSPKAnu'fi Anthony and Cleopatra, Act 1. scene -1.) 1 ho bare idea i enough to make mo faint ; only who would bo fuol enough to fnint in a horse-pond. I havo been in my lile several times lakon in, besides to-night, by these waters. Thank you again, dear, gracious nionn She's vory bright iusl now. There is c large tract ot blue in tho heavens over which, lor ni least t lie next twenty minutes, sho may travel without being "capped by a cloud; so I will have tunc to look around mo. 1 am nearly in tho centre of the pond; tho water is perfectly tranquil, except when it bobs ngainst my chin, dis turbed by the movement of my head Heaven help me ! suppose I should die hero I as, if nobody conies to my assist ancc, I certainly shall. On my first ascertaining tho character of mv position, recollecting that thu horse ponds are gcnornlly in tho neighborhood of towns or larms, I halloocii so lustily, iiitit i found my voice row husky ; so I dolor mined tu reserve it fur n butler occasion I mean in easo any person should approach Heaven send them ! This would bo a comfortless bed to dio in A hugo frog has just discovered mo; and hu sits niiiung tho weeds nulow tlio outm Kite bank, croaking out his speculations ns to what I can be. Ilo stares earnestly ; no do I. Ho lakes my eyo for a challenge ho is n frog of courage, however, for ho plunges into the water, swims toward me, From llio August Knickerbocker. I HAVE NO WIFE HI AN INCORRIGIBLE MGMBKR OV THE BACH XLOR'S CLUB. I have no wife ! young girls nre fair, But how it U I cannot tell, No sooner are they wed, limn their Enchantments bid them nil f.trewell ; The girl.-, God bless them ! make 113 yearn To rink all odds, nnd tnke a wife, To cling to one, nnd not lo turn Ten llious.ind in the dance of life. I Iinve no wife ! who'd have his nose For cer tied to ono lone (lower. E'en though that flowor nliould bo n ro.e, l'luck'd with light Imnd from fairy bower Oh belter the brijjht briquet Of flowers of cverv clime nnd hue, By turns lo charm lite mind 11 way, And fragrance in the heart reuew. I have no wife ! I now can change From grave 10 gay. from light to sad, And in my freedom wide can range, Fret fur 11 while, nnd then be glad, 1 now can heed 11 siicn'd tongue, And know that eye glance not in vain ; Make love upaco and being 'flung,' Get up and iry my luck "again ! I have no wife ! and I can dream Ofgirl-i who'ic worth llicir weight in gold, Can bark my heait in Love's broad beam, Auddnnet! to think it yet unsold: Or can 1 gao upon 11 brow Which mind and beauty both enhance ; Go to the tln ine and make my bow, And (hank the Fates I have a chance! I have nn wife! and like n wave, ( 'an float away to tiny land. Curl up iiiul kiss, or gently lae, The sju'Plent flowers thai aic at hand: A pilgrim I can bend before The f hi inc. which heait and mind approve; Or, I'er' like, I can adoio Each star dial gems the heaven of loe, I have no wife! in heaven they pay, Such thing ns weddings aro'noi known ; Unuikeil the hliesful ?pii its stray O'er fields where caro uofchado has throw n. Then why not have a heaven l.elow, And let fiir Hymen hence be scut? It would bo line; but us things go, Unweded folks won't be content. LOVEJOY'S LAST SPEECH. Ilclow is the last speech of this noble martyr, as reported by Edward Ucecher, President of Illinois College. This speech was made just before his death at n time. it will be perceived, when the question was ponding between him nnd tho citizens of Alton, as to what should be his future course. President lloccher says: "As Mr. Lovejoy arose, I watched his counte nancu with deep intcicst, not lo ray unxicty ; I saw no tokens of diituibance, With a tiaiiquil, self-possessed air, Iiu went up lo the bar in uhirh tho chairman sat, and 111 a tono of deep, tccder and aubducd feeling, spoko in follows :" S P K ECU. I fool, Mr. Chairman, that this is the most solemn moment of my life. I fuel, I trust, in some measure, tho responsibilities which nt this hour I sustain to these mv fellow citizens, to the church of which I am a minister, to my country nntl to my (jod. And let mo beg ol you, beloro 1 proceed further, to coustrtia nothing that I shall say as being disrespectful to this nssuinbly ; I havo no such feeling far from it, and if 1 do not net or speak ac cording to their wishes nt n'l times, it is because 1 cannot conscientiously do it. It is proper l Miould slato thu whnlu mailer as I understand it beforu this audience. 1 do not stand here to 11 r gnu thu question ns presented by thu report of the eomiuiltiH! My only wonder is, how tho Hon. gentle mnn, tho chairman of that committee, for 1 whose character I entertain great rcfpcct, though 1 have not the pleasure of his per sinal acquainiancc, my only wonder is, how that gentleman could have brought himself to submit to such a report. Mr. Chairman, I do not admit that it is tho business of this assembly to decide whether I shall or shall not publish n newspaper in this city. The gentlemen have, as tho lawyers say, made n wrong issue. I have tho right to do it. I know that I have tho right freely to speak and publish my sentiments, subject only to tho laws of the land for the nbusc of ihat right. The right was given me by my Maker, and is solemnly guaranteed to me by tho Con stitution of these United Sintcs, and of ihisStntc. What I wish to know of yon is, whether yon will protect mo in tho exorcise of this right, or whether as here tofore, I am to bo t-ubjoclcd to persona! Indignity nnd outrage. These resolutions and the measures proposed by them, are spoken of ns n compromise ; a compromise between two parties. Mr. Chairman, this is not so j there is but one party here. It is simply a question whether the law shall bo enforced, or whether the mob shall bo allowed, as they now do, to continue to trample it under their feet, by violating with impunity thn right of an innocent individual. Mr. Chairman what have I to compromise ? If freely to forgive thoso who have so greatly injured me if to pray lor their temporal and eternal happiness; if still to wish for thn prosperity of your city and State, notwithstanding nil tho indignities I hove suffered in il; if this ba the compromise intended, then do I will, ingly make it. My rights have been shamefully, wickedly outraged; this I know, and feel, and can never forget, but I can and do freely forgive thoso who havo dooc it. Bui if by a compromise be meant, that I should cease from doing that which duty requires of me, I cannot make it. And tho reason is, that I fear God more than 1 fear man- Think not that I would lightly go contrary to public sentiment around rae. Tho good opinion of rnv fellow men is dear to me. and I would sacrifice anything but principle to obtain their good wishes; but when they ask me to surrender this, they ask for more than I can than I dare give. Reference is made lothc fact that I offered, n few days since, to yield up tho editorship of the "Observer" into other bands. This is true ; I did so because it was thought, or said by some, that perhaps the paper would be better patronized in other hands. I hey declined accepting my offer, however, nnd since then we have heard from the friendsi and supporters of the paper in all part of tbcm, and this was, that the paper could be sustained in no other hands than mino. it is nlso a very differcot question, whether I shall voluntarily, or at the request of friends, yield up my post, or whether I shall forsakn it at the demand of a mob. Tho former I am at all times ready to do, when circum stances seem to require it, as I will ncvar put my personal wWhcs or interests in com. petition with tho cause of that Master whoso minister I am; but tho latter, bo assured, I nkver wir.r. o. God, in hia providence, so say all my brethren, and so I think, has devolved upon mo tho respon sibility of maintaining my ground hero, nnd, Mr. Chairman, I am determined to do it. A voice comes to me front Maine, from Massachusetts, from Connecticut, from N. York, from Pennsylvania; vca, from Ken tucky, Irom Mississippi, f;om Missouri, calling npoo mc in the namo of all that is dear to Heaven or earth, to stand fast; ant! by the help of God, I wir.r. stand. I know I arn but ono and you are many. My strength would avail but little against you all ; you can crush mc if you will, but I shall die at my post, for I "can not and will not forsake it. Why should I flco from Alton? Is not this a free State? When assailed by n mob at St. Louis, I enmo here as to the homo of freedom and of the laws. The mob havo pursued mo here, and why should I retreat again ? Whoro can I bo safo if not hero ? Have I not a right to claim the protection of tho laws? nnd what moro can I have in any oliier place ? Sir, the very act of retreat ing will embolden tho mob 10 follow mo wherever I go. No, Sir, thero is no way to escape the mob, but to abandon tha path of duty, and that, God helping mc, I never will do. It has been said here that my hand la against every man, and every man's hand against me. Tho last part nf the declara tion is too painfully true. I do indeed find almost every hand lilted against me, but against whom in this place has my hand been raised ? I appeal to cverv individual present ; whom of you havo I injured ? whoso character have I traduced ? whoso family havo I inolc.-tcd ? whose business havo I meddled with ? if any, let him riso here anil testify against mc. io one answers. And do not vour resolutions sav that you find nothing ngatnl my private or personal character i And docs nny ono believe that if there wcro anything to bo found, it would not be found and brought forth? If in anything I havo offended against tho law, I am not so popular in thin community as that it would bo difficult to convict inc. You have courts, and judges, and juries; they find nothing against ino, and now you have conic together for tho purpose of driving out a confessedly inno cent man, for no causo but that ho dnrea to think and speak as his conscience and an hiu God dictate. Will conduct liko thifl stand the scrutiny of posterity, nbovo all, of tho Judgment Day? For remember, tho Judge of that day is no respecter-of persons. Pause, I beseech you, and reflect. Thn present excitement will soon bo nvor; tho voice of conscience will at last be heard: and in sotnn season of honest thought, even in this world, ns you ruviow tho scenes of ihi hour, you will ba compelled to say, "he wad right he waa right." 1

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