Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1852-01-10
KossUTIrs SPEECH.

Dr. Tying, in behalf of the ladies', he made
II parting address.
KOSSUTlFS SPEECH.
would were able to answer that call.
would | were able conveniently to fill the
place which your Kindness has assigned me
but really am in despair. ! do not know
how many times hive spoken within the
last fourteen days in New York. Permit
me to make some few remarks which are
suggested to my mind by what has been
stated. You were pleased TO say that Aus
| tria was blind TO let me escape. he assured
thut it was not the merit of Austria. Aus
| iria would have been very glad to bury me,
! if not in the cold grave OF death, ut least
! in the equally cold grave of moral inactiv-
iy. But the Emperor of Turkey took cour-
age at the interference of America; and
Notwithstanding all the reclanations of Au-
strin, ! am lree-reslorod TO life, because
restored TO duty aud activity. If Austria
would not have murdered down the very
existence of my nation, it is true ! should
have vanished out of the memory of man.
II is curious fate which have. Perhaps
there never was uian in the world who
was so fond of tranquility MS am; and per-
haps 10 man so fond of doing rs much good
as possible without being known, or even
noticed as being in the world. Thus, long
ing for tranquility, it was my destiny never
to have single moment of my life 10 see It
fulfilled. But my guiding star was, and viii
be "Duiy," and the pleasure aud delight of
the heart must wait, even for ever, If neccs-
sary, when duty calls. Ladies', won out us
am, still am glad, very glad indeed, that it
is the ladies' of New York who have conde-
srpudpd 10 listen TO my farewell.
This, my farewell, cannot, will not be elo-
quent. When, in the midst of n busy day,
the wntclfu cares of guardian angel
throws some flowers of Joy in the thorny
way OF mnn, he gathers them up with thanks,
n cheerful thrill quivers through his heart,
like the melody of an Kolian harp; but the
curnest duties of life soon claim his attention
and his cares. The melodous thrill dies
away, aud on he must 60, aud on he goes,
joyless, cherries, aud cold, every fibre OF
his heart bent TO the earnest duties of the
day. But when the hard work of the day
is done, aud the stress of mind for u mo-
ment subsidies, then The heart again claims
its right, aud the tender fingers OF our mem
ory gather up again the yioleis of JOY which
the guardian angel threw in our way, and
we look at them with so much JOY, we cher
ish them us the invorite gift of lile-we are so
glad-as glad as the child on Christmas eve.
These are the happiest moments OF mans
life. But when we are not noisy, not clo-
quent, we are silent, almost mute, like nature
in midsuminer's night, rcposing from the
burning heat of the day. Ladies, that is my
condition now. 1t is hard days work
which have to do here. | am delivering
my farewell address; aud every compassion
ale smile, every warm grasp of the hand,
every token of kindness which have receiv-
ed, (und ! have received so many,) every
flower OF consolation which the ladies oil
New York have thrown on my thOrny way,
rushes with double force TO my memory.
feel SO happy in this memory,-there is
n solemn tranquility about my mind; that
IN such a moment would rather be silent
than speak. You know, ladies, that it is
not the deepest feelings which are the loud
est. Loud applause. Aud besides, have
to say farewell TO New York. This is u
sorrUwiul word. What immense hopes ure
linked in my memory in this word New
York-hopes of resurrection for my down
lrodden Faiherland-hopes of liberation for
oppressed nations on tile European conti-
nent! win the expectations winch the
mighty outburst OF New Yorks young aud
generous heart foreshudowed, be realized
VIII these hopes be fulfilled, or will the ray
OF consolation which New York cast Oh the
dark night of my idiherlund-wil it pass
away like an electric fash? Oh, could
east one single plnnce into the book of futu-
rity? No, God forgive me This impious wish.
Il is he who hid tho future from man and
what lie does is we'll done. IL were moi
good for man to know his destiny. The
energy Of his sense OF dury would iater OF
subside, if lie were assured of the failure OF
sncces Of our aims. (Applause.l IL is be-
cause we do not know the future that we re-
tain our energy Of duty. So will go on in
my work, with the full energy of my hum
bic abilities, without despair, hut with hope
Z is eastern blood which runs in my veins
and come from the East. ! have accord
ingly, somewhat of eastern iitalism in my
Z disposition, but il is the talaism of Chris
tinn who trusts with unwavcrng faith in the