New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1848-06-27


Az the dawn OF this year OF slavery, a. we found
ourselves In the midst OF all the symptoms OF the wos It
stage OF the disc OF dependence, rags, starvation.
emigration bankruptcies poverty OF sprt ana oi
purse dissentions 6nd de pair The symptoms have
since January not decreased but the hopes Of
speedy change have 40 last become certanties.
Di.scnsi0n b, dead despair has spread Us wings 30
wide and fitted away from between us and the sun
the spirit of the country has risen from IL sick bed and
drank n life from the records of the continental
struggles Al men now feel that the time draws neai
which shall Try the souls and snews OF lrshmen Ia
last struggle for life and land and the gravity OF this
conviction pervadcs the act, Oh every one VINO mas me
heart 10 feel L
As we are now. the land aud lis inhabitants form
the widest contrast From the fern ON the tOnsured
hnltops 20 the pnks and bent al tho feet oil the
rocks of the sea- the soil is All yordure and abundance
The alleys Of trees keep out the shafts OF the sun az
noon the green he'd gcs turn out their Innings or ara
grant blossoms the birds sing day and night M mHtln
and vesper hymns their thankiunes 10 God for all this
abundance of beauty and of promise But the people
the people who uha1it tins lund they walk this
beauteous cemetery Ike escaped skcletons-lke SON
nambui-ts OF the grave they live, or wither rather
ii they knew not the arts OF ue they turn thef
hopeless eyes on the soil Do they virtue IN H.
NJ fancy ever arises TO their minds that they shaI
ca, the corn their hands have planted and their sweat
waterCd they sigh and shake their heads misgylngy
They send no songs morning evening 10 Heaven,
for the days thai pass them are days of doubt
and dread their faces do not smile back the smile
OF nature they neither nger In tie shade nor lOiter
the they not Tree even OF tue elements b
they labor without hope and rep0se without pleasure
The shadow OF death exile is deep this day upon the
once merry homes Ut a million Irish peasants. For
they have said ia their hearts this growing harvest
which good God has sent BE- not tor u.s. Four months
hence and L will De cut down and carried beyond the
sea- and shah not have much len as Ruth Cleaned
la the field Of Boaz Then win come the winter OF the
poor-the bowling Of winds aud Of wid0ws-tne lean
congregation aud the fat churchyard-tho falls Of snow
and OF skel, tons in ditch and highway
such the thoughts OF the people Is not this fear
of the future the worst Of slaveres Nowhere ON the
round earth Is man little his own master. balm
comes with crOwbar in one hand and an hdbTe IN the
other and in half an hour the peasant has neither house
nor home nor holding The crop he planted grows,
and thrashe the high road Tor he has no barn 70
store IL in-what would he be doing with barn lie
sacks IL with his hand and loads IL too and sees
carried from his own door % feed and enrich people
abroad while for the want Of IT, he and his die BY IN
ches AZ home lie has no hold on lite no tenure OF ex'
i-fence Like saint Kelvin he lives forever on the brink
of aprecyice from which any adverse wind Of land
lord caprice may cast him down with all his house
and yet This man. with his latest breath sitting on his
dung hilln blesse- GOd-and dies.
While thus body after body and soul after soul are
parted 0y the muder0us laws Of this realm We hear OF
certain lords and LIDS and Barrisiers atlaw, making
declarations against the Repeal agitation, hs tending
~ destroy tie pace and prosperity Of Giis cOHntry
Truly this irony IS too l-tmed. You know, and right
wei you know you rOb1er lOrts and TAI professors,
that there Is neither peace nor property In Ireland
You know ye false faced hypocrites, that thousands
OF your lying lives. You zee ships crowded with
e,l!es bsnished--not surely by peace and pros
perty fleeing your shores and you cannot dis
Germ from what quarter the evil wind comes that
hurries them away. No sou cant see that An J
towards that you are you your hearts that you
vOmit foul talsehOOd, which stInks in Heavens nos
tTis but you ieary0u fear 20 deal IN the ruin your
selves have made Yes IL IL your craven order always
So ready be spal upon and - be grateu-to be IN
suited and submissive-tO be dcsplsed and ceYoted-
it you and yours who nave piled this island with
e-kers OF graves and now rather than confess your
crime you seek destroy the surviving witnesses %
IT, This IS your policy.
English Oligarchy with you. The people VIII not b.
Stopped ther cOure By al the coronets Ia the Peerase
Uuder al this outward sham Of submission there Lee
fierce hostility and desperate ind ference 10 life
wise councillor said 70 you, Beware OF the ener
gies of despair An organization Of despair seems ~
have no terrors for you. But i il growing up.
sign away, sign away record, for the last time
your own incompetence and your treason but know
this. that before q past and gone the people wll
have trodien you and your allies into the earth Of the
Island you have long plundered and outraged with
impunfy.