The daily union. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1845-1857, 1850-03-15
CITY OF WASHINGTON FRIDAY MORNING MARCH IS, 1850.

can you divide the great Mississippi river. the great
chain Of northwestern lakes and our other channels OF
commercial traffic and intercourse! II cannot pc nor
can they te used in and In peace, this Union
being gone The first boaman that descended the MIS-
sisspp river would be 90 treated as to beget war In
stead OF the jocund song and the smellow horn ne
would be saed by the boom OF the gun and the sight
Of the shos skipping across his track, as warning TO
round to and repor-submt to searchexhbit ms clear
anceo enter and pay duty or tribute That vast rver
would soon become second Dardanelles--every town
upon its banks another Tripoli Collision and deadly
war mustfolow as sure as the Mississippi runs and
shall be made to lave the shores OF different powers 80
OF all our other great channels OF intercourse and CON-
When dissolution shall come--if come must-insiead
OF the hsppy, social, political, and commercial inter.
course w now enoywhen the citizen at home is eve-
rywhere citzenwe will be met at every turn BY trea
ties tariff searches, outposts, blockades and laws OF
education or amusement, we will have frownng for
tresses, mortar bastes and garrsons for standing ar
mics; in ace OF the busy hum OF happy peace we will
be staledand shocked by the OF cannon the rattle
OF muskety, the dashng tramp OF the war seed, the
clash and sang Of arms the shock and conflict Of men,,
the screamso the wounded and the moans Of the dying
and hillside odorous with the blooming vine
and olive those valleys will be aoat in crimson gore
those whitened with the bleaching bones Of kin.
dred and companions! May he who intentionally takes the
first step towards this hord consummaon suffer through
lite all the tortues OF despair and wretchedness! May
sight forsake hs eyes, and hearing his ears May ep-
scales cling to his wretched carcass, while disease,
want hunger, hirs and cold feed upon his vitas! And
il his last houl may he have no kindly hand to smooth
his piow-nD kindred smile to light his exit to the
grave Nay, sir may he have no pillow on which 70
die-no grave in which to repose And in the dread
tribunal of eternity, may he barely meet the mediaoria
nterpostion Of Jesus at the throne OF God For such
wretch the Saviour scarcely died
This. sir, Is my curse for the woud-be destroyer Of
this Union and republic II he be in this chamber-whch
cannot beevethe curse s for him; and il could add
to my tongue the sting of the scoponthe re that is
quenchsdhe gall that is persistent through eter
nity-l would make that curse more poignant, more burn
ing, and more bitter
II il were possible 50 to bury q magazine as to
blast this coanent asunder it would hardly produce the
horrors OF assouon OF this Union, and the consequent
downfall of this republic. Those horrors would not be
bounded by this continent. but they would span and
bound the world This is land too goodly not TO have
excited the envy and avarce OF yrant asprants IN every
quarter q he globe The history Of the conflicts conflict Ds
Planagenets--of York and Lancaser-yea, OF all the
factions thai have ever contended in England and Eu
constitute but tinted page, compared with
the blood. red history Of downfall and its c0nse
quences. II come they must-whch may God avert -
il run their course they must; when they are ended
when tis fnshed"there will be scarcely blood enough
left the OF surviving with which to post up
the crimson record II
aFreedcn shrieked when Kosciusko FELL"
when this republic shall fall, Freedom
asghinf from her seat, through all her works,
Ours will be bitter cup all mankind who aspire to
freedom; and may Heaven grant 70 let that cup pass
way through secret and lonesome pahs seeking egress
from land Of oppression that he may 20 away to this
the land of his promise and his refuge The startling
cry breaks upon his ear-THE AMERICAN REPUBLIC HAS
FALLEN With amless gaze Of wan despair he falls
his great heart bursting as he sghs last farewell to Lib
erty and Hope
Sir, il fall we must and you should be so wretched
to survive that fall, when, in after and remote years.
prompted by patriotism longer useful, you shall
make pilgrimage to this shrine OF our then departed
empire, you will find
aThe wild briar tangled where resources had been,
The city in ruins and lonesome the Ueen.n
AS you then stand in this chamber, meditatng the
fading past, death watch slence-mournfully express
sive of departed greanesswil be broken only by the
falling drops OF accumulated damps, or the sound OF
the nail falling from its neglected and decsying beams
10 tell more plainly of the ruin and the change The
beautiful though melancholy lines Of Moore will be
then appropriate to your meditatons
sThe harp that through Tara's halls
Now hangs Taras walls
As II that soul were fed.
No more 20 chiefs and ladies' bright
The harp Of Tara swels
The chord that breaks alone at night
It's tale Of ruin tells
Thus Freedom seldom wakes,
The only throb she gives
Is when heart indignant breaks,
To that still she lives 7"
But Il must--it cannot be There are too many glor
Gus memores-too much OF bright promise and oil hope
associated with this happy land-to leave any indf
ierent to IFS fate much less with desire for its ruin
Those who established our Union and republic estab
selves and their poserty They left i to our care, with
the charge 10 guard il from the ruthless hand Of the
spoer and to adorn il with the garlands and flowers OF
veneration. fidelity and affection They lighted the hres
with the injunction TO us TO keep the flame perpetual II
now we beiray trust and make the hand to tear
down that monument, and dash out that flame, il the
heaviest vengeance of Heaven be not visited upon us,
will be that the Divine Ruler OF nations will manifest his
omnpoience through his attribute Of mercy than Of
Justice.