Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1844-03-30
HENRY CLAY.

The following eulogium on Mr.. Clay is
by the Reverend DR.. Capers. of South
Carolina. The Baltimore Wing says if
there be any wing in the approaching con-
test, who feels lukewarm, we ask him to
read the following beautiful eulogium upon
Henry Clay. 1t was pronounced by the
Rev. Mr.. Capers, before the Wing Con-
vention of Alabama, last year, and we need
scarcely add, that it filled every bosom
with the fire of patriotism, and ncrved
every heart with the resolution to do his
best. AS there are doubtless many of our
readers who do not know Mr.. Capers, we
will state, for their information, that he is
one of the oldest and ablest of the preach
ers belonging to the Methodist Episcopal
Church and that he is one of the most
eloquent men, as attested by the following
truthful eulogum upon Henry Clay:
Il have insinuated, sir, that the temple
of liberty has been shaken to its very base
by the genius of this thing called demo.
crazy. And who doubts il? Who has
forgotten the scenes of 1891 and 1882,
when the sound of the drum was heard
in Carolina, her plains covered with the
armies of Andrew the Great and her
coasts lined with his frigates of war;
What patriot heart beat not with painful
anxiety, when the issue was suspended on
an appeal TO Congress3 The appeal was
made-it was rejected-the genius of de-
mocracy reigned in the temple of liberty,
and instead of an armistce, the bloody
force bill passed. The tocsin of war
sounded throughout the CAPITOL and the
manded to bow to the traitors or extermi-
nate them from the home of their fathers.
Sir, it was an eventfuI hour-the old lion
of Democracy bowling for the blood of
freemen's sons-and the Goddess Of Lib.
erty weeping over the scene II was in
deed an eventful hour-one fell blow, and
a conflict ensucs which dissoves the Union
when 10! voice as from the ghost OF
Washington exclaimed: SAVE THE UNION!
Twas PURCHASED WITH THE TEARS AND
BLOOD OF YOUR FATHERS Twas Clay, sir
that matches statesman. Clay! bearing
in one hand the olive branch of peace
and in the other the sword of truth and
liberty, he approached the altar consccra.
ted to liberty--thcre he laid his offering
and there. with that burning impassioned
eloquence, congenial with his exalted ma.
ture-in the name of liberty, and in the
name Of the blood stained spirits who pur.
chased it, he babe The daring sons of de.
mocracy sheath their swords and not wreak
them in the blood of their brothers. Hi:
mandate was obeyed, the old lion of De.
mocracy crouched in his air-peace wa:
restored, and the Union saved.
"Mr. President, my heart recurs to the
scenes of that eventful hour with emotion:
unutterable, and when il shall cease TO bea,
with the warmest pulsations of moral ap
probation for the matchless actor in thai
great drama of my country's liberty, lei
me receive the execrations of my coun
try, and the curse of my country's God
| said it then, sir, and say it now, fearless
of contradiction, that such an instance Of
the power of mind over the daring pas
sions Of despotism, was never before ex-
hibited to The world. The edict wa:
passed--ihe bloody warran, signed--ihe
old lion Of Democracy graspcd it in his