Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1853-06-24
THE SPEECH.

Pcrcizely, my fcllow-citizcns, (wavina
red silk handkerchief at arms length. J
percizely y-as Brutus, fresh from the exc,
cutlon Of the tyrant Caesar, cried to his
countrymcn, hear me for my cause, and
be silent, that yc may hcar;' so l come
before You to speak the truth in the love
Of it. | stand here as Abraham, when he
was returning from the slaughter of the
kings, stood at the feast of Melchisadek
prepared for the grand old hero, to bless
the name Of the Most High, who hath de-
Evcred all mine enemies into my hand
"Chedorlaomer, and julius Caesar, and
that apostate democrat, Napoleon, all died
in their sins, for their evil works went be-
fore them to judgment; Pontius Plate cut
his own throat, because Ire had condemned
that Just One; Judas Iscariot hanged
himself, in rcmorsc for betraying him /;
and, George the Third wiltcd away in his
wickedness, like the old pine-.ree there.
struck by the lightning of hcaven-dead
at the top, while the miserable old trunk
still sticks in the earth by its roots. Hon
or to the race of rgicides destruction to
the oppressors of the people everywhere !;
and stout arm to match the bold heart
of sound democracy all over the universe! !!
"My dear fellows, you don't understand
it, but it is as clear as light to the children
of light, that the Lord reigpc:h, and the
Devil 5 fool. l know it; in threescorc
years and ten, l never saw the righteous
forsaken, nor his seed begging bread
Stretch yourselves up into the light; swell
your breasts into the upper air. If you
90 nosing about in the dirt for living,
and doing in the mud for enjoyment, the
shadow of leaf will hide the whole heav-
en- from your sight. Pigs haze no pros
poets. They grunt when they arc comfort
able, and squeal when they are hurt; but
they don't understand the course of things
And il any fine fellow here feels his bris-
ties rising, lie knows who l mean by the
parable, percizely,
any hairs are white, like the fields Of
Judca, ready for the harvest of the great
reaper, and these shambling shanks are
beginning to shrink from their duty but,
my soul laughs at the lengthening shadow
of my years. Let this crazy frame decay;
shall break out Of it one Of these days,
ike 4 sum- burst upon mountain-top, when
he comes out of his chamber in the east to
run his glorious race around the arch Of
heaven. l am not old-and, when you
bury my bones, remember that l am not
dead. Peter was bewildered, when be pro-
posed to build tabcrnaclcs 70 Moses and
Elias on the Mount of TRANSPORTATION.
When we have done our duty here, We go
up higher. When this frame has lost its
strength and beauty, the kindly mother
earth will swceten and freshen it into
youth again; and the limits Of its life will
widen into glorious liberty. Hailelujah
The light of these eyes is growing dim in
the light Of paradise!
"Idiots and drivcllers, from seventeen
to seventy, think the world is coming to
an end, when worn out frames and worn
out things are blown up: but such dotards
arc but first-cousins to the beast that per-
but the beauty. Such cattle
have about tho same right to scratch their
heads, for anything there is in them, as so
many ring tailed monkeys; and, very like
ly, will make as much by the operation.
(Tferc, Bill, turn up clean tumblcr, and
give Inc drink of water-
al was among these grand old hills, my
sweet citizens, before the oldest Of
you We're born and, snipes and night
owls : did you eyer detect any humbug in
nc ? If You did: out with it. I'm 20 /