The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1844-02-26
Miscellaneous.
Relic of the 0lleR Time.

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grandfather, who was Major in the Revolutionary
Army. We have never read powerful and
spiritstirring composition Il delivered with half the
terrible earnestness Of the language, it was almost
sufficient TO rouse the slaughtered heroes from their
bed OF death. The direct appeal to Walton and
Shelmire cannot be excelIed. And how completely
was the prediction concerning George Of Brunswick,
his children and people fulfilled
REVOLUTIONARY SERMON
By REv.JoAB PRovT.
Dctirered on the ere Of The Battle of Braadttrine.
Sept. IOh I777, in me presence of Wyashi1. gtoa,
Wayne, and others ord5e yfrmV
TEXT; They that take the sword shall perish by
the sword"
Soldiers and Country men:-We have met this eve
ming perhaps for the last time. We have shared
the tolls of the march, the peril Of the fight the dis
may OF the reirest-alike we have endured cold and
hunger, the eoHtumely Of internal FOES and Outrage
of the foreign oppressor. We have sat night after
night, beside the same camp Ere, shared the same
rough so@icrs fsse; have together heard the roll
ofthe Teveille which called duty or the beat Of
the tattoo which gave the signal for the hardy sleep
ofthe soldier, with the earth for his bed the knapp
sack for his pillow.
And now, soldiers and brethren, we have met in
the peaceful valley on the exe of battle, while the
sunligh, is dying away beyond heights, the sunlight
that Tomorrow morn win giip,ner on scenes of blood
We have met amid the whitening cents of our encamp
ment; in times Of and Of gloom have we gatl-
cred together-GOd grant il may not be Tor the last
time.
II Is solemn moment Brethren does not the solemn
voice Of nature seem to echo the sympaihes of the
hour: The hog Of our country drOOps heavily from
youder strtf, the breeze has disd away along the
green plains Of Chadds Ford-the plain that spreads
before U.s. g'is,enng in sunlghi-ihc heights Of the
Brandywine arise gloomy and grand beyond the wa
tiers Of Onder streams and all nature holds pause
of solemn silence, on the of the upronr OF the
bloodshed and strife ofto.morrow
They that take the s1rord shall perish by the s,rora'
And have they not taken the sword:
Let the desoIated plain. the bood-soddened valley,
the burned farm house, blackening in the sun, the
sacked villages and the ravaged answer let the
whitening bones of the butchered farmer, strewu
along the fields Of his homestead, answer-IeE the
starving mother, with the babe elnging to he with
cred breaS; that afford sustensnce, let her
swer with the death rattle miugImg with the
ufng tones that mark the last struggle for life let
the dying mother and her babe answer!
TWAS but a day past and our land slept in the light
of peace. War not here, wrong not here
Fraud, and woe, AND misery, and want, dwelt not
among Us. From the eternal sOt ude and the green
woods arose the blue Oke Of the settlers csbia,
and golden fields Of looked forth from the waste
of the wilderness, and the glad music of human voic
rs awOke the silence Of the forest
Now! God ofmercy. behold, the change. Under
the shadow OF pertext, under the sanctity Of the
name ofGod, invoking the Redeemer to their aid, do
these foreign hrelings Stay people! They throng
towns, they darken plains, and now they en-
compass our posts on the lonely plain Of Chadd's
Ford
They that fake the scord shall perish By The srord''
Brethren, think pot unworthy Of belief when
tell you that beyond the cloud that eushrouds Us,
see gathering thick and fast, the darker cloud and
the hlacker storm Of Divine Retrbution
They may eonquet Us the morrow! Might and
wrong may prevail and may be driven from this
feld-but the hour Of Gods vengeance will
come!
Ayf in the vast sotudes of eternal space, if in the
heart OF the boundess universe there throbs the be-
ing of an awful God, quick to avenge, and to
punish guilt, thea will the man, George Of Brunswick
called King Feel in his brain and in his heart, the
vengeance of the Eternal JehovahI A blight will be
upon his life-a withered brain, accuEssd INTEL
Iect; blight will be upon his children, ard his
people. Great God how dread the Punishment!
a crowded populace, peopling the dense towns
where the man Of money thrves, wsile the aborer
starves; want striding among the people in all its
forms ofterror; iguoEant and Goddeiying priest
hood chuckling the miseries Of mlionsi proud
and merciess nobility adding wrong to sTrepg, and
heaPiug insult upon robbery and fraud; royalty cor
Pt to the very heart; arstocracv rotten the core;
crime and want linked hand in hand, and tempting
men to deeds orwoe and death-these part OF
the doomed and the retribution that shall upon
the English throne and the English people,
soldiers-IlOok around upon your familiar faces
with strong interest! Tomorrow morning we will
go forth to battle-for reed tell you that your