The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1840-07-16
THE TIPPECANOE BATTLE GROUND
AND CONVENTION.

The following address was adopted by the for
w thousand freemen who assembled on the 29th
of MAY, on the battle ground Of Tippecanoe, 70
celebrate the important victory gained on that
spot 30 wears ago by Gen. Harrison II is one
Of the most stirring appeals the present crisis has
yet called forth.
To the People of Indiana, ana OF the United
States.
Assembled on the field of Tippecanoe, 10 rem.
der the homage OF our gratitude TO the dead, whc
lie here entombed, and to the living soldiers and
commander who exposed their lives in defence
OF the western frontier assembled to cherish in
remembrance the simple and hardy virtues OF
the founders of the great and hourishing empire
Of freedom in the West, assembled to comlnem-
crate the patriotism, the fortiude and the brave
ry Of the men who live in log cabins" and the
rude tenements which characterize the founding
OF all commonwealth hearts glowing
with love Of liberty--whose minds filed with en-
thusiasm in the cause LIBERALIZATION, and the adj
vanc ement of the human race, boldly uniurled
their banners in the wilderness, and planted in
the midst of the trackless forest Of the West,
the social arts and the institutions of freedom !;
surrounded with these recollections--here from
the place where Daviess, Spencer, Owen and
Warwick fell-here, where the gallant Har-
rson and his brave commanders repulsed the
savage enemies Of their country--lrom this con-
secrated place we address the young men of In
DIANA OF Ohio of Illinois; the young men Of the
whole Union. Here the hardy sons Of the North
here the sons of the chivalrous South--here
the dwelers Of the Western forest fought side
by side. Their united voices rose in the shouts
OF victory and as brethren Of the same family,
they mourned over their fallen comrades. We
call upon you, not as soldiers, to buckle on your
armor, and march forth in the wilderness to fight.
the battles OF your country, but as citizens, we
entreat you to put forth your moral energies as
champions Of the institutions and laws Of your
country-to vindlcate your claims as freemen TO
the inheritance of the glorious constitution estab
lished by your fathers. The spoilers are in the
temple Of Liberty, foul corruption has polluted
the sacred altar Of freedom Where sat the i'm
mortal Washington-the father Of his country
the glorious champion Of Liberty--s now seated
the mere leader Of a party--one who, underline sy
rem song of reform, has bankrupted the Govern
ment, and brought the people to the verge OF ruin.
That lofty statlon-whence the founder of this
mighty Republic dispensed the need Of reward
to integrity, virtue, and patriotism, as a father
watching with yearnlng affection over the well
fare Of his children-is now degraded to mart
OF Executive favoritism, where patronage and
Offices are sold at the price of fealty to power
where subserviency has displaced independence
where faithtulness and ability no longer find
an abiding place Men of the West-ye Of the
forest and the plain--men Of the lakes and dwell
lers upon the mighty rivers-ye of the sunny
South--ye Of the vigorous North, descendants
Of the men who fought at Bunker Hill-at Mon
mouth--at Yorktown--at Tippecanoe-at Lun-
dy's Lane--at the Thames-and the plains of
New Oreans--ye who inherit the wisdom, vir-
tues, and fame of the sages of the Revolution en-
bodied in the laws and constitution of your coun-
try, will you suffer the sanctuary of Freedoms
temple TO be profaned? Will you renounce your
brth-rght and become the panders of power
the PARTICLES Of the glory Of your ancestors p
Will you destroy forever the hopes of posterltv Z?
No never! resounds from the verdant hills Of
Connecticut. The land of Westinghouse
Patrick Henry--the nursing mother Of liberty,
shouts from ali her mountains and valleys. No
never! The Empire State has vindicated her
title to the proud motto she claims, and with a
Roman spirit worthy the age in which Brutus
delivered his country from tyranny, she has
passed Judgment upon her own son. her voice,
loudest IN the reclamation of deil erance, shouts
from all her borders, 'Down with the Tarauns
away with the spoilers y Warren and Mont
gomery, speaking through the voice Of the old
Bay State, point to the early scenes of the Re-
volution: these are Concord Lexington and
Bunker Hill, and there remaining forever. still
echoing back the shout, No! never! Ohio, Hi
nois, Michigan, and the great West, from all its
forests and plains, its mighty rivers and lakes,
as with the voice of all its rushing waters,
shout No. never! The warm and patriotic
South with all its ardent and lofty spirits, cries,
Never no! never Indiana, here in the living
masses OF her hardy sons, with her deep voice
OF gratitude exclaims-In our manhood we will
cherish and protect our infancy.
CHARLES II. TREsT.
On s. CLARKE,
Joa I NJ Moon, S1a.,,.,.,, 4.