The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1853-01-07

AuaLns, JeHrISon and washington, and
the tears Of every good man would have
dropped upon his tomb! Had he served
his God with half the zeal that he served
, the South he would not thus have lefl
him in age "naked to his Gnemiesm
Blu, he did not fall q. once. No man
ever does. Liule by little lie came to
the ground. Long leaning, be loaned
! over and fell down. Bu, shall he boar
the blame alonel Oh, nr! Part of ii
belongs TO this city, which corrupted
him, tempted him with price, bought
him with its gold! Daniel Webster had
not thrift. "Poor Richard was no saint
Of his. He loved luxury, and was care
less Of wealth. Boston caiighi him by
tho purse; b. that she tied him to his
mortal doom. With her much fair speech
she caused him to yield; with the llnt,ery
Of her lips she deceived him. Boston
was the Delilah that deceived him; but
Off he broke the wythes Of gold, until at
last, with pension, she shore off the
seven locks OF his head, his strength wen.
from him, and the kidhappers took him
and pu. out his eyes. brought him down
to Washington and bound him with fe,ters
of brass.
| And he did grind in their prison-bouse; !;
and they said, "Our God, which is slavery,
hath delivered into our hands our enemy
the destroyer of our institutions, who
slew many Of u.s." Part of the blams
belongs to the New-England church,
which calls men saints who only pray,
all careless Of the dead mems bones
which glu: the whiiened sepulchre. The
churches Of New, England were waiting
to proclaim slavery and renounce the law
of God. His is not all The blame. No,
il is net the greatest part. He suffers for
the inquiry Of us all.
His calling as lawyer was somewhat
dangerous, leading him, too off, 10 look
at the expedient end, not to inquire if bis
means be also just; 20 look 100, much at
measures, moi enough at principles. His
intercourse with politicians was full Of
moral peril. How few touch politics and
are tneDCeIOTWaIO Ctehn. .--. b.. ir...
Boston now Hnourns for him! She is
too late in her weeping. She ought TO
have put on sPckcloih wheu the speech
of March I 6rsi came here. She should
have hung her fiag al half mas, when the
Fugitive Slave Bill became law; then
she only fred cannoBs and thanked her
representative. Webster fell PROSTATE,
but was Boston more innocent than he?
Remember the nine hundred and eighty.
three men tia, thanked him for the
speech, which touched their "con-
science" and pointed out the path Of
''du,ym Twas she that ruined him.
What sad lifc was hist AT Ports
mouth his house burned down, all un-
insured. His wife died-a loving woman,
beautiful, and tenderly beloved! OF
several children, oil snve one have gone
before him to the tomb. Sad man, he
lived 10 build his cbildren's monument!
Do you remember the melancholy spec
.Acle in the street, when Major Webster,
y victim of the Mexican war, was by his
father laid down in yonder tomb-a
daughter, too, but recently laid low!--
How poor seemed then the ghas,ly
paeean, in the street, empty and hollow
as the muffled drum. For years TO me
he has seemed like one Of the tragic
heroes Of the Grecian tale, pursued by
fate, and lailerIy, the saddles, sigh, in all
this Western world-,widowed Of SO
much he loved, and grasping at what was
not only vanity, but the saddles, vexation
of the heart. have long mournsd for
him, as for no living or departed man.
He blasted us with scornful lightning;
him, if | could, would not blast, but
only bless continually and evermore.
You remember the last time he spoke
in Bosion-ihe procession, last summer.
You remember 1t well. What sad and
care-worn counscnancs was that Of the
old man, welcomed with their mockery
of applausel You remember when the
orator, wise. hsaded and friendly hearted,
came to thank him for his services. he
said no, word Nf saving the Union; Of
the compromise measures, not word;
but for his own grea, services he thanked
him.
And when Webster replied, he said:
"Here in Boston ] am not disowned-at
l"as, here | am not disowned. No,
Daniel Webster! you we're net disowneG
in B,snn 80 long as l have tongue
to teach, hear, to feel. you shall never
be disowned. |, was by our sin, by
Boston's sin. that the great man fell! !
pity his.vic,ims; you pity them TOO. But
] pity him more; oh, Gar more! Pity the
oppressed, viii you9 will you no. pity
the oppressed in his sin?
Look, there! See that face, go manly
strong, SO maiden meek! Hear that
voice! "Nei,her do | condemn thee,
Go, and sin no more" Listen TO the
las, words of the Cruci6ed, ''Father,
forgive them, for they know no, what
they do"
| The last time he was in Fahueil Hall,
II, was last June-the sick old man--ii
was Fanueil Hall open; once i, had been
shut-Vol Fememher the feeble look and