The pilot and transcript. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1840-1841, 1840-05-15

ever stuck in his palm in passing through his
hands. 1t is to him. William Henry Harri-
son, the oppressor of the poor, we turn, who
was the adviser the friend, the father to
every poor emigTant, who settled beyond the
mountains who was always ready to take
by the hand, The poorest settler of the mean
est log cabin in the wilderness; it is to him
that we look once more for peace and plenty,
for private and national prosperity, for re-
sloration of all the privileges and blessings of
freemen; in word, we look 10 him, under
the blessings Of Providence, for the great
c0nSunan,atio7s Of public and private faith.-
It's TO such a deliverer, we look to "our
old, well-tried, weatherbeaten, hard cider
log cabin, Tippecanoe. Not to such deli
verer as the Emperor Alexander of Russia;
he The deliVereI, who delivered kings. enpe-
rors, and a whole continent of nations into
the hands of the Holy Alliance; hut we seek
TO be delivered from an alliance than which
none was ever more anh0Lg, and from under
the pressure of which, no people ever groan-
ed more, than we, the people of the United
States; lis 10 such deliverer, we look
And if, in as mongrel pack as was ever lit
tered in kennel, there be not included in
the deliverance, a pair Of as notable twins as
was ever engendered in the cabinet of the
kitchen, then, in the language Of the facetious
old knight, "there is no skill in SURGERY"
But let us no longer linger with the past,
for the time has come, to give thanks and re-
joice. Those upon the look out, are pro-
claiming joyful tidings from all around u.s.
Land is once more in sight, and our perilS at
an end. Too long have we been at sea,
without chart or compass, t'tossed about BY
every wind of doctrines" but the great swell
of public opinion, is reSetting; the under
tow of intrigue and corruption, is running
ou, sweeping along with it, the turbid fecu-
lence, that polluted the land, we trust to be
forever sin the dark ocean of oblivion bu-
ried"-the rainbow of promise is again TO
be seen; distempered elements are every
where dispensing, and the PROV of our bark
once more points to haven of safety.
With the memorable words of Harrison,
for our motto, if we unfurl upon our banners
"stand TO your guns, my boys, and never sur
render" and inscribe upon our ballots, ''the
people must do their own voting, and their
own fighting, then we hazard nothing in the
prediction, that they will fill three-fourths of
the ballot boxes in the country Animated
then, by these hopes, and toiling in one cause,
there is every incentive to greet our coming
friends, 10 Maryland, at the approaching
National Convention. We therefore hope
that our whig fellow-citizens need only to be
reminded of the duty 10 extend the hand of
good fellowship, and open wide the door of
hospitality throughout the State to the friends
Of him, the string of whose latch was never
pulled in, when the stranger needed shelter ;
and as it is expected that at the approaching
celebration, that the public houses of accom-
mediation may not be sufficient for the recep-
ton of all our numerous visitors, we under.
take to assure all those who may honor us
with their company, of the shelter and COM
fort, of at least our own roof trees, and with
as good entertainment as ever log cabin and
hard cider afforded.