Independent Democrat., 1844-03-30

Wayne, and others OF the cOntlneniai ar
nv, was recently discovered amomg some
old papers of major John Jacob Schoef.
myer, an officer in the revolution. It
should be Perused by every lover of pa
trloism:
REVOLUTIONARY SERMON.
"They that take the srord, shall perish
BY the sWOrd."
Soldiers and Countrymen:-We have
met this evening perhaps for the last time.
\ We have shared the tolls Of the march,
the peril of the fight, the dismay of retreat
alike we have endured cold and hun
ger, the con'umeIy Of the internal foe,
and outrage Of the foreign oppressor. We
have sat. night after night, beside the
same camp fire, shared the same rough
soldiers iare--we have together heard The
roll Of the reveiile, which called US to du-
", or the beat of The tattoo. which gave
the signal for the hardy sleep of the sol,
der, with the earth for his bed-the knap.
sack for his pillow.
And now, soldiers and brethren, we
have met in The peaceful valley, on the eve
Of battle, while the sun light is dying "A.
way behind yonder heights, the sunlight
that to. o.morrow morn, will glmmer on
scenes of blood. We have met, amid the
whitening tent OF our encam, 'ment; in
times of terror and gloom, and we gather
ed ,ogether--God grant it may not be for
the last time.
It is solemn moment. Brethren,
Does not the solemn voice Of nature seem
DO echo the sympathies of the hourl The
fag Of our country droops heavily from
yonder staff. the breeze has died away Il.
long the green plain Of Chadd's Ford-the
plain that spreads before us, glistening in
Isunlight--,he heights of the Brandywine
arise gloomy and grand beyond the wa
ters of yondcr stream, and all nature holds
10 pause of solemn silence, on the eve of
the uproar of the bloodshed and strife O:
Tomorrow.
"They that take the sword, shall perish
by the sword"
And have they not taken the sword!
Let the desolate plain, the blood-sodden-
ed valley, the burned farm. house, black
ening in the sun, the sacked village & the
ravaged town, answer--let the whitening
bones OF the butchered farmer, strewn, a.
long the fields Of his homestead, answer
let the starving mother, with the babe
|cnging TO the wilhered breas', that can
afford no sustenance, let her answer, with
the deaih.rattle mingling with the mur.
muring tones, that tell the last struggle
FOR lite--let the dying mother AID her
babe answer!
1t was day past, and our land slept in
the light Of peace. War was not here
wrong was not here. Fraud,and voc, and
misery, and want, dwelt not among u.s.
From the eternal solitude Of the green
woods, rose the blue smoke Of the settlers
eabin, and golden fields Of corn looked
forth from amid the waste of the wilder
hess, and the glad music Of human voices
invoke the silence Of the forest.
Now God Of mercy, behold the change!
Under the shadow of a pretext, under the
sanciity ofthe name Of God, invoking the
Redeemer TO their aid, do these foreign
hlrelings slay our peoplel They throng
our towns, they darken our plains, and
pow they encompass our posts on the lone
y plain of Chadd's Ford.
"rhey that take the sword, shall perish
by the sword"
Brethren, think me not unworthy Of be-
lief, when tell you that the doom Of the
Britisher is near! Think me not vain,
when tell you that beyond the cloud that
row enshrouds US, see gathering, thick
md fast, the darker cloud and the blacker
.torm of a Divine Retribution!
They may conquer US on tomorrow!
Might and wrong may prevail, and we
may be driven from this feld--but the
hour Of Gods own vengeance will cune!
Aye, if in the vast solitude of eternal
space, il in the heart Of the boundless uni.
verse, there throbs the being of an awful
God, quick TO avenge, and sure to punish
guilt, then will the man, George Of Bruns-
wick, called King, feel in his brain and
10 his heart, the vengeance Of the Eternal
Jehovah! 4 blight will be upon his l,fe--
wiihered brain. an accurseI intellect; a
blight will be upon his children, and on
his people. Great God, how dread the
a crowded Populace. peopling the dense
towns where the man Of money thrives,
While the laborer starves; want striding
among the people in all the forms OTTER
,for; an ignorant and God-deiying priest
. mood chucklIng over the miseries of mil
lions; proud g. merciless nobility adding
wrong to wrong, and heaping insult upon
'OOOery and fraud; royalty corrupt to the