Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1852-01-14
Kossuth's Speech to the Ladies In
New York.

n Kossuths Speech to the Ladies II
l. New York.
d. The scene at Metropolitan Hall on
It turday afternoon, 20th ult, was probab
d the most beautiful that has met the eye
n the great Magyar since he came to Americ
r The immense hall was densely filed with q
assembly of 5000 persons, of whom 2,50
were women. Their eager curiosity to Sc
+ snd hear this Wonder of the Nineteent
Century, was nobly gratifed After a
D address from Rev. DR.. Tying, Gov Kossut
rose and spoke as follows;
E l would l were able to answer that cal
3 l would we're able conveniently to fill tn
place which your kindness has assigned t
me; but really | am in despair. l do no
know how many times l have spoken with
in the last fourteen days in New York
Permit to make some few remarks whicl
arc suggested to my mind by what has bee1
stated. You were pleased to say tina
Austria was blind to let me escape. B,
assured that twas not the merit of Austria
Austria would have been very glad to bury
me, if not in the cold grave of death, a
least in the equally cold grave of mora
inactivity. But the Emperor of Turkey
took courage at the interference of Ameri
ca; and, notwithstanding all the reclama
tions of Austria, | am free-restored tc
life, because restored to duty and activity
If Austria could have murdered down
the very existence Of my nation, it is true
| should have vanished out of the memory
| Of man. 1t is a curious fate which have.
Perhaps there never was q man in the
world who was so fond of tranquility as l
am; and perhaps no man SO fond of doing
as much good as possible without being
known, or even noticed in the world.
Thus, longing for tranquility, it was my
destiny never to have single moment in
my life to see it fulfilled. But my guiding
star was, aud will be, " Duty" and the
pleasure and delight of the heart must
wait, even for ever, if necessary, when
duty calls. Ladies, worn out as l an,
still | am glad, very glad indeed, that it is
the ladies of New York who have conde-
scended to listen to my farewell. This my
farewell can not, will not be eloquent.
When, in the midst Of busy day, the
watchful cares of guardian angel throws
some flowers of JOY in the thorny way of
man, he gathers them up with thanks, a
cheerful thrill quivers through his heart,
like the melody of an Eolian harp but
the earnest duties of life soon claim his
attention and his cares. The melodious
thrill dies away, and on he must 90, and
on he goes, joyless, cherries, and cold,
every fibre of his heart bent to the duties
of the day. But when the hard work OF
.h~ a.- :, Io,n ovid ~. -'-es. "f wind for
. moment subsidies, then the heart again
claim its right, and the tender fingers of
our memory gather up again the violcts of
joy which the guardian angel threw in our
way, and we cherish them as the favorite
gifts Of ife--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 eloquent, We
are silent, almost mute, Ike nature in q
mid-summer's night, reposing from the
burning heat Of the day. Ladies, that is
my condition now l am delivering my
farewell address; and every compassionate
smile, every warm grasp Of the hand,
every token of kindness which I have re-
ceived, (and l have received 50 many,)
every flower of consolation which the
ladies of New York have thrown on my
thorny way, rushcs with double force to
my memory. l feel so happy in my mem |
is solemn tranquility about
my mind but in such a moment would
rather be silent than speak. scarcely
can speak. You know, ladies, that it is
not the deepest feelings which are the
Ioudest Loud applause.] And besides,
have to say farewell to New York This
is a .orrowful word. What immense !
hopes are linked in my memory in this
word New York-hopes of the resurrection
for my down -trodden fatherland-hopss
Of liberation for oppressed nations on the
European continent. Will the expecta-
lions which the mighty outburst of New
Y York's young and generous heart fsreshad-
owed, be realized? VIII these hopes be
fulfilled, or will the ray Of consolation
which New York cast on the dark night of
ny fatherland-will it pass away like an
electric fash? Oh, could / cast one single
glance into the book of fu,arity! No,
iod forgive me this impious wish It is
BE who hid the future from man, and
VIA. He does is well done. l. were not
rood for man to know his destiny. The
,nergy of his sense of duty would falter
II subside, if We were assured Of the
allure or success of our aims. Applause.