Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1842-11-04
Ter NJ ont aetoemtr.
Friday, wovEMBER 4, 1912.

occasion for dependency, on account Of losing TWO
ar three States at the present time when better
things were hoped of Them reasons as follows
We are talking to Wings now-men OF
warm hearts and hearty impulses-men who
love Wing principles, Wing measures, and
WHO men. We have no words TO waste
upon your cold Stoics who blow hot and
| blow cold and are shifted about by every
passing breeze. Such men are as icy as De-
cember. and man whose heart is really a
living SOUL kept warm by the fires of truth
and patriotism, chils to freezing by gazing
upon such block of frozen water. We
know that there are scores of men in the
Wing ranks, the very touch of whose flesh is
| like clasping the frosty iron upon winters
morning Such men have but half life,
and that poor half gives signs of vitality on
| " once in half score of years. The fires
of 1910, which nothing could quench, reach
ed in the general conhagratiop their hearts,
but they went out like tapor after shedding
feeble ray of light. Your true philoso-
pher, who has heart to feel, and a head
clear enough to understand may be reason
ed with, but never, never yonr cold, plod-
ding, half alive man, who sees every thing,
as it were through glass, darkly.
We appeal to active, thinking, public spir-
tied Whigs,-those who truly love the prin-
ciples they profess, and who believe, as we
do, that their success can only give peace
to the people and prosperity to the country.
From none others can we expect enthusiasm
Of feeling or action. But there are mem
hers enough in the great Wing party of the
| Union who must feel that there il nhun-
dant occasion, and that this is the time TO
| stoptne enemy, now so successfully on, the
march. Locofocoism is now the monster
it ever was. /, is, day by day. wherever it
is uppernost, sapping the foundations of
public liberty and public virtue. 1t is wick
ed in its temper, destructive in its action,
ruinous in its results. What is pure and of
good report it degrades, What is perma-
nent and safe, it vitiates aud changes II is
agrarian in its nature, and man, nor govern
ment, nor business, can any more prosper
when such faith becomes practical, living
creed among men, than can virtue and good
ness flourish in the midst of error and wick
edness. Political heresies of themselves are
bad enough when taught TO the few but
when, like a contagious disease, they be-
come so propogated as TO be incorporated
into the body polite, they are to be Stunned
as a moral pestilence.
There are bad men in power now, as there
were when the Wings Of the Revolution
were in service. There are measures, If not
as bad, the tendency Of which is the same
Public liberty is endangered by Executive
usurpation. Public purity is of too pure n
germ to flourish when the tree is corrupt.
The central Administration, every one
knows, is not what it should be. More, il
is profigate-it is corrupt. 1t sells offices,
it buys support in exchange for patronage
II seeks to maintain itself by corrupt means
Ii is the bane Of the freemen. If you sup
port it, you must support it as slave. If
you resist il, you are cast out like dog
You must wear the collar and kiss the hand
that has betrayed you and your party In re-
sisting such an Administration, every day
becoming more and more corrupt we do
but resis. evil, and in such contest there
can in honor be nothing like a feeling Of
despair. The treachery OF the man we
elected, we are sure, will whet the appettes
of Wings, and the unholy alliance between
the Executive and Loco Focoism will not
blunt it. Here is something to keep us
alive, and, heaven knows there is enough in
reason without this to make. us earnest, ac-
tive, vigilant, successful.
Wings arouse then, from your stupor.-
Old Massachusetts is left, New York is left.
New Jersey is true as steel. Where Mon
mouth, and Trenton, and Princeton are,
there Wings will ever be. The Green
Mountain Boys, the brothers of Stark and
Allen, are as free as the air upon their ma
tive hills While Lexington and Bunker
Hill remain within the borders Of the old
Commonwealth, Massachusetts can never be
otherwise than free Wing State There
is old Kentucky, too, long known as the dark
and bloody ground. She is all over Wing.
The Rip Van Wrinkle Wings of the old
North State, if sleeping, are not dead Nor
have we of late lost any thing in Indiana or
Louisiana, nor for that matter in Georgia
Tennessee remains to prove recreant. She
is not so yet, Delaware, though small in
size, is great in deeds. Connecticut is for
sakng her idols and fleeing from her sins.
In Rhode Island there is no foot-hold for trea-
son, nor for any of the enemies of the Gov
eminent. Cheerily o, then. When there
is such capital to work upon, there should
be neither heavy hearts nor tagging spirits.
We have warm, lively faith in the Empire
State She is alone and of herself, unse.
duced and unterri6ed and these DAYS. dark
as they are-w,h Maryland gone, and Geor-
gia gone, and Ohio gone-are bright as
MONDAY, compared with the gloom which
rested upon us few days since. FIVE tri-
umphed in the darkest hour of political ad.
yersity, surely we are within reach of the goal
we seek for Wings, we repeat, in such
contest never despair. Be of one heart and
OF one mind, of one faith and one action
Never desnair-nnvar say d;a