Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1834-07-10

this day such cheering prospects, we would tell
out cur songs Of triumph and exaltation, not only
10 this audience but, sir, could we seat ourselves
on some proud and towering eminence, from
whence our voice would reach earth's remotest
bounds, we would say to Kingdoms. nations and
Islands Slumber no longer--awake, arise-and
Danish forever the monster-and cover with the
waves Of Oblivion the hell drawn draughts OF H.
quid fire. Sir, ] call on you not with the voice
Of Hannibal TO scale the Alps-I call you not
like Napoleon 20 dig your chilling way through
the ice and SHOWS Of Mount St Bernardo but, sir,
call on all generous warriors in the sacred canse
Of philanthropy, 10 come forth and aid US IN com
batting more than the mountain passes Of the ma
tursl world-more than to bridge the Atlantic
or uncase the cloudy Andes-to battle with the
arch enemy Of man, and aid in redeeming
from the tbrsldom Of hell millions Of our race
and we will give them peace and Joy on earth,
AL point them TO
-f'those bright plains
Where God the son forever reigns."
Sir, millions who are now sporting on the sunny
banks Of infancy, and who look on this season as
| one that has no emo; who know nothing Of pain,
and wo and dream not Of thoTTis, and NORWOOD,
and gall:--these, SIR demand our attention. Pa
| rents--pai enis-what say you on this subject.
/ Will yon consent 10 bring up your sons and
daughters under the influence Of spirit soaked
| bcings2-will you, oh. can you, bear for mo
I fueut the DulOus burning tADhght tlaA Ybhi VIZ
spring will 90 down into the drunk ards grave
| / warn you this day, to be careful: many youth
lovely and fresh as the dew on the rose has beer
/ stretched on an inglorious drnnkard's bier. Ma
ny star Of genius has shot from its orbit and
sunk in the murky shades OF eternal night
then would say, Look well TO your sons-put up
your ardent petitions God for their safety from
| this demon on earth-and for their safe and Sc
cure admission into the mansions not made with
| hands. ask you, sir, to go ON IN this cause
| never, never give up your ship and noble Drew-
nail your flag to the mast--dash on over every
billow your cause is the cause Of God, aud will
never fail. ask this day your war shout, long,
loud and tremendous. against moral fortress, the
| work OF dark and lost centuries-the strongholds
! of hell. | ask You to come like those who
| shoulder TO shoulder, charged at Bunk RS
| heights--like those who scaled the ramparts Of
| Yorktown-lei hell hear, and mutier in groansi
| that the victory is lost that heaven and virtue
! have overcome. There will be deiverance in
| your cry of union, and from your Society may
come p ace, comfort and joy, to millions unborn.
| O7tcard, ontcard, be your watchword. Fear not
Your past exertiOns have been crowned with
success, and the long wished for day will soon
dawn throughout our free and happy land.
A few years ago, Sill, and our own immediate
section of country was the dwelling place Of ma
ny blooming topper This land, sir, has been
too often moistened with the tear Of widows and
orphans, shed acG0unt of that curse OF all
curses, whiskey. May God grant, that no more
scalding streams will ever again flow down the
cheeks Of widows and orphans on this account.
Oh, sir, it is melancholy tale to recitc the woes
of the drunkard's home. Spare, OH spare me-,
sir, this task. Such homes will hope, be ba-
nshed from our loved country The parade
ground, the harvest field, the meadow, have all
witnessed scenes that cannot be told in this sa-
cred house; and, sir, the deyout worship of the
living COP was often disturbed-the hallowed
camp ground has been often invaded by bands Of
Il. al. q
whiskey. Thank God, we have lived to see
better days-may they continue to shine on us
through life.
The harvest, sir, in few days will whiten cur
hills and Wales: kind indulgent God is about to
give TO man the reward of his toll; and soon our
barns and storehouses will bs filled with the
blessings Of Providence. You can now enter
your fields, made ready for the sickle, and with
feelings that contain more of heaven than earth
say, Thank God, can collect this grain without
one drop Of liquid fire thank God, no portion
shall, with my consent, go to the death Sh0p--it
was given TO me for nobler purposes than to fire
the brain of my neighbor, and convert his now
happy home into hell. With such feelings, let
the present, noble, full flowing crop be gather
ed Our. heads will be clear--our arms VIII be
strong our hopes uncoudcd; and the harvest
home can be celebrated with hymn of praise
to God aad his Christ, forever, with pure hearts
and clean hands
Come then, you who have looked on this Soci-
ETY. us less, sectional and dangerous--come
forward and join us. We arr your brethren. Your
God is our God. We shall all appear at the
same Judgment bar. Come. OH come and march
under our banner: aid us in a work that has bless
ed your neighborhood in time, and the records Of
eternity will fully ate ST its eff cts
LADIES! bear with us in again asking Won TO
hold on. With you On our side we can do much
without you, our path will be cheerless, cold
and damp Give us your smiles-your presence
your exampie-your pure, unstsincd hands,
and your hcarts-and our cause is safe.
In conclusion, Mr.. President, must thank YOU
and this attentive audience FOR their kindness to
me on all occasions What have said come
from heart, hope, warmed by the love of God
TO man; and my continual prayer shall be, that
you may all be safely guarded from the polutions
Of earth, and finally presented before tn throne
OF God without spot or blemish--tabe your seats
with countless millions of the redeemed, and
unite your voices in ceaseless anthems of praise
to Him, who washed you and redeemed you
! with his own blood.