The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1851-11-27
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as when he shall be summoned from hi.
| grave 10 meet this host of Witnesses. The
! murderous artillery, the terrific charge, and
the headlopg courage will then avail him
nothing. Truth, and Justice, and Mercy are
the only helpers there, and they cannot help
him. lie troll them down in his pride and
fury, and they shall tread him down for ever
He assaulted the peace and happiness of the
earth, aud the day of reckoning is sure. He
put his glory above all human good or i'll,
and drove his chariot over pathway of hu-
man hearts, and the God OF the human heart
shall avengs them and abase him. | care
not what good he did in founding iusiitu-
tions and overturning rotten thrones good
was no, his object. but personal glcry--Bc-
sides, this sacking aud burning down cities
10 build greater, has always been favorite
measures with eonquerers and the favorite
apology with their eulosizers. 1t is false in
fact, and false il true in the inference drawn
from it. 1t is no, true that improvement
was his purpose, nor does it exculpate him
if ii was God does not permit man to pro-
duce happiness this way without a special
command. When he wishes a corrupt ma
,ion-o people 10 be swept away, he sends
his earthquake or peslilence, or if man is 10
be his anointed instrument, he anoiats him
in the presence of the world. He may, and
does, allow one wicked thing to scourge an
other, but the scourser is cri minal while
he iulfs the design, for he acts no; log the
Deity, but for himself The grand outline of
Bonapartes mental characier-the great
achievements he performed-mish,y power
he welded, and the awe with which he IN
spired the world, have blinded men TO his
true character, and he remains half apoiheo-
sised 10 this day, while the sadness Of his
| fate-being sent 10 eat his heart on solita., /,
! rock in mid ocean-has created morbid
sympathy for him. anything out manly OF
Just. The very manner of his death we
think has contributed 10 this wrong feeling
Dying amid an awful storm, while trees
were falling and the sea flinging itself as il
in con-ulsions far up on the island, have inn
parted something OF the supernatural 10 him
! And then his fierceness 10 the last, for though
the night was wild and terrible, wilder
night was over his heart and spirit in it's last
| filiul struggle, was watching the current Of a
heavy fight, and his last dying words were
tefe darmee,, head of the army He has
gone, and his mighty armies with him, but
! the day shall come when the world shalI
read his history as they read that of Cesar
Borgia, and point TO his tomb with shnd-
der
Condemn as We may the character of Ma
poleon, and who does not ?-read the record
an outraged world has written agains, him,
! till he stands criminal before heaven and
earh, still, one cannot find himself beside
the form that once shook Europe with its
tread, without the profoundest emotions But
the arm that ruled the world lies still, and
the thoughtful forehead on whck nations ga.
zed to read their destiny is now only with
cred skull, and the bosom that was the
home of such wild ambition, is full of ash
es. q.
The grave is n reckless leveller, and he
who met at last Gods thunder is only one
of the thousands he left on his battle fields.
His fierce onsets, and terrible passages, and
wasting carnage, and Waterloo defeats are
all over. Crumbins back 10 dust amid a
few old soldiers, left as a mockery of the
magnificent lesions he was wont to lead TO
battle, he reads silent, mos, impressive les
son on ambition to the world. turned a.
way in the deepening twilight, feeling that
would not sleep ia Bonapar,e 8 grave for Bo-
napar,e's fame. s..e