Maumee express. [volume] (Maumee City, Ohio) 1837-1838, 1837-06-03

Can that Being, thought |, who plant
Led, watered, and brought into perfection
I'm this obscure part. the world, thins
which appears Of so small importance
look with apparent unconcern upon the
situation and sufferings of creature.
formed after his own image? Surely
mot. Reflections like these would moi
allow me to dispair. started up. and
disregarding both hunger and fatigue
travelled forward, assured that reliel
was at hand, and | was not disappoint.
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THOUGHTS UPON THE FIELD OF
| WATERLOO.
will venture to say that no Ameri.
can has ever stood upon this battle.
ground without debating in his own
mind whether the world would have
gained or lost by the triumph over Ma.
:.oleon on that day. As the sons Of
lEnglishmen-as men of the same tongue
and the same sinew, we feel proud Of
the valor of our countrymen; but YET
the Englishman has so often been our
enemy, and his taunts have often fallen
so thickly upon us, that we deeply sym
pathize with the defeated French. A.
gain, that bad man, Napoleon, steals up.
on our hearts; and here, upon the spot
ofhis downfall, following out, as we do,
in our minds, the ignoble exile, where
the English incarcerated him, and al
mos murdered him, we almost wish the
triumph had been the other way. He
who has seen with his. own eyes what
Napoleon has done for the people, from
Naples to Hamburg, upon the Alps and
Apprentices, along the rivers and by the
sea; what breath of life he breathed
into torpid man; and has forgotten his
conscriptions, the bloody slaughter Of his
battle e-felds, and the havoc he wrought
| in thousands of families, will painfully
mourn over his fate, and regret that il
had not been oil otherwise. An Ameri.
can who thinks considerably, can alone
properly balance these contending emo
tons upon the plains of Waterloo. A
Frenchman goes over the ground with
tears in his eyes, cursing the traitors
who, he believes sold his beloved France,
never crediting the fact that English
valor is match for French on any
field, or dreaming even that it was pos.
sible for his demi-god Napoleon to be
beaten. An Englishman goes there up
\ on the field ofhis country's greatest tri
umph, and exultation naturally swell,
his heart as he traces out the spots where
his countrymen stood like rocks agains
the fiery legions of France. ~Jerome
Bonaparte, our guide told US, had shet
bitter tears amid the ruins Of tic hioceaass!lle o
of Huganot, where he led on his soldier:
in vain attack against the English right
The marquis of Anglesea had come
there to show the spot where he hac
lost his leg (; and a tombstone was showr
upon which band Of Englishmen annu
ally dined the eighteenth of every June.
The French, indeed, seldom visit Wa
terloo, though Waterloo is not far from
their borders. But the English come
there in myriads, aid buy balls and but
tons, of which it is probable enough has
been sold to fill a common sized city,
We Americans go there as uninterested
spectators, and judge of the events OF
that great day, and Of the succeeding,
with greater calmness. The company
the English were in, when they thus
drove Napoleon from the feld-the
band of holy despots-we justly exc
crate and even Englishmen at this day
execrate them too, for Russia has not
only devoured the wretched remnants
of miserable Poland, but is threatening
England in the east while Prussia and
Austria, and the Germanic states, are the
natural enemies of English principles
England revived, re-created all these
powers, whom Napoleon was sweeping
from the earth; but the spirit England
coDjured up is now fearfully haunting
heD and she must make France, her old
enemy, her present ally, provided she
wishes for force upon land to match
herr former friends. England gained
nothing by the battle Of Waterloo, though
Austria grasped Italy and Venice in her
clutches, the king Of Piedmont the Ge-
noese, and Poland wasre-partitioned a.
mong the northern powers. Whether
the world has gained or not, by the down.
fall of Napoleon on that day, is ques-
ton an American may justly raise
True, Napoleon was a tyrant, and a
murderer even, and man faithless ia
the principles which created him, but
he was one ofthe noblest of that class Of
Caesars whom mankind knownot wheth-
err to love or hate and he was the rep
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