Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1851-03-04
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Again. 10 there not moral aspect to this
question which rides over calculations and
speculstions of advantages in trade. and sta
plies and State treaties; and drives of the
foul fiend. that would conjure up a strife Of
brother against brother. Free governments
which must 49, to the utmost, freedom
Of speech and the press. always have been
and always must be turbulent ia some de-
gree. The land once of puritans, and
witchersft and blue laws 10 still worthily
held by the descendants Of those sturdy
ancestors who with so many manly viz.
tues and steady habits. had some queer
notions ia their ethical code. 1t is said
TO be The land Of notions. and among so
many men of many minds, what wonder
is il that every wild vsgary OF the human
fancy should find its followers. which the
unrestrsined liberty Of speech and press
allows each one to promulgate. The fan
cies come like shadows over the solid sur
face Of their population. and so depart;
and this last one so dangerous. yet 50 &C.
ceptible to the spirit of fanaiical specula.
ton, will probably live its day and pass
off like its predecessors. Still are they
our brethren. still are they ia the main
worthy Of our brotherly regard. The
great body Of them and the best Of them
say they will ttsnd up for the laws Of the
land.
Why should We expect their frenzied
free soilers al once 10 calm down. as the
troubled sea at the word of omnipotent
power. Make allowance then for the sur.
ges after q storm, and see if the atmos-
phere there be not Frightening and clear.
ing the true men are standing at their
posts. their governors are recommending
obedience 10 that portion Of the compro.
mise so especially obnoxious TO them,
their union meetings are more frequent
and more fervent aud more numerous ev-
| cry day reason is resuming her sway
and moving over the face Of the troubled
waters. Brethren of the South let US
like wise and sensible men bide our time
better day is dawning upon our country,
better spirit is prevailing in the North
they are law abiding people. give them
time TO let the waters go down. and how
will we feel if we precipitate final action
| for a separation when they are holding
| out 10 us the hand Of bro,herly attachment.
To disable this confsderacy upon which
hangs the hopes Of nations would certain
Iy be, TO do a mighty deed; and .between
the acting Of a dreadful thing and the first
| MOTION" wise men would counsel, eau.
ton aad "a mastery inactivity" delay
| Time for ref1ec,ion-yea time it may De
| 9TH IT tho dapd ho
prematurely done. we may look back up
on the awful results as upon "a phantasrn
or hideous dream" But then, alas!
too late. That one lille step may prove
10 be from the edge of the earth bound
cliff, into the dark and faihomless and
boundlcss ocean Of civil war, iniernecine
strife, domestic and political ruin, and
| death.
Yes, my coun,rymen, there is--fhere is
moral side to this question. The son Of
the family cannot discover the tie that
binds him 10 the household gods. the bond
| Of tie husband 10 the wife is OF adamant
so neither can the States divide the blood
| and the glory Of the revoluiion-even If
they could find way Of dividing the ma
w and the army: The bright stars and
broad stripes Of that glorious flag beneath
which the soldier aud the Tar have 30 often
battled for the Union, his whole County.
| That
"Flag of tho free hearts hope and homo
By angel hands to valor given;
Each soldiers eye now brightly turns
To where thy sky born glory burns;
Each dying wanderer Of the sea
Still looks al once to heaven and thoe,
And smiles 10 see thys plendors fly,
In triumph DER his closing eye"
II those bright bands Of Union can be
torn ssunder--if even one symboled star
of a nations glory could be. like the lost
| Pleiad banished from the holy constella.
ton: Still hon could TOE dude The bones
Which he buried under the hill at Mount
| Pynon?
Can we cast lots for Vernon's coil, or chatter
| mid the gloom,
| That hangs its solemn folds about, our common
fathers tomb,
| Or, could we meet around his grave as ulfiater-
nal foes,
And shout our burning curses o'cr his pure and
calm reposc.
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