Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1847-11-04
Che fumiIp Circle.
The HERDS GLORY,

How many pant for it What fearful sacri6-
ces do they make to obtain it! Is it worth what
1t costs Is it worth any thing Is not the day
coming, when, to be the hero of an hundred VIC
tories, will be among the last of the distinctions
that men will desire! Who that reveres and
loves the word of prophecy can doubt it? Who
that loves the gospel of peace, and above all the
Prince of peace, can have any other thought?
Where is man made herol On the field of
battle Where human blood flows in rivers
Where rational and immortal men meet with one
fell purpose of staying each other The hero is
their leader. He is first to plunge the sword in
to the heart of his fellow-man and the sight of
that life's blood gives him the fury of tiger, and
he shouts to his followers, Z" On on p and spurs
his war-horse over the paostrate bodies of his
brother men, no more caring for them than if
they were so many stones in the pavement. His
furious eye is turned every way in quest of vic
Tins to immediate on the altar of his nsatlate
ambition Where he sees the thickest crowds
of men, there he sends the heaviest engnery of
death. Oaths and groans, shouts and defiance,
and shreks of despair and anguish are music in
their ears. When the days work of slaughter
is done, he shows his bloody hand, his reeking
sword, and banners saturated with lfes red cur
rent, and demands applause,
Applause for having slain husbands, fathers,
and sons. Applause for the numbers of widows
and orphans that he has made, and the anguish
that he has sent to the hearts Of many fathers
and mothers whose sons he has slain in battle.
Where grew the hcro's laurels! Amidst the
ruins of cities sacked and burned They are of
luxuriant growth, for they grew in soil fattcn-
ed with the blood of mothers and their infant
children. Who shall crown the hero, and srew
garlands in his path! Our young daughters
Why not True, lie led their fathers and broth
crs, and lovers, to the battlefield and left them
to be food for vultures. True, he led his fierce
legions into the dwellings, of others who had
daughters and left them there to give loose reins
to riot and rapine. But he is victor, hero
Co. We fair daughters, and honor the plundercr
of innocence, and the despoiler of household
purity-the man Of blood.
What honors shall the hero's countrymen a.
ward Costly swords, sumptuous feasts, umi-
nations, civic honors, land, treasure, the highest
office in the nations gift. And who more fit to
rule than he -! He knows how to kill, therefore
he must know how to protect A bloody war
rlor must make a benevolent ruler. One whose
delight has been to stamp with iron heel on 9TH
cr's necks will surely be the defender of our
own liberties. Alas History informs us how
conquerors protect when the scepter, the sword,
and the purse, are all placed in their hands Per-
haps history will yet tell tale of our own coun-
try and the present times.
Must it be so! Must Laton so Graded; sc
prospered and blessed of heaven be left tc
the faulty and crime of making herself as in,
famous for rapacty, plumber and oppression, as
she has been distinguished by the mercies Of
heaven towards her! Oh, my country, how i'm
inent is your peril