Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1853-08-11

end, measuring the height and length OF every
intervening obstacle, our ultimate triumph Is no
longer matter of doubt. but 10 resolved into a
mere question of time. That this government
will be again restored TO its original beauty,
again be surrounded and elevated by the great
and lust principles Of it's founders. the fathers OF
the Republic, that il will slough ofthe scaly rind
that ia not its natural growth, but enforced upon
it, il as certain as human certainty exists. Even
the action of the present Administration though
no one can doubt how recreant that action has
been, has, however, from sheer necessity and
The principle of selfexlstence, been forced TO
make an obaisance to the free soil sentiment.
That sentiment shattered to ruin the darling
hopes of the Democratic candidate IN lo4o.
That sentiment at a still later day seized on a
corrupt Iscariot Administration, that had betray-
ed its first and most numerous friends, and hurl'
ed with utter indignation and contempt, a Pres
ident Of the United States from the Curule chair.
Though treachery, deep, malign and startling
had beset its path and logged its progress, and
though we have been often betrayed even TIL
our hearts have grown faint. still have we been
able to punish with a heavy hand those base and
unprincipled men, whose treachery has been
brought to light-a fate that equally awaits The
rest. We have made examples that viii work
out a %saiutary influence on all others In like case
offending. Webster fell like the star OF morn
ing, and lost all his moral brightness. ., what
pity was buried in his grave! We never can
cease to admire the ~loftiness of his genius! We
never can exnlt over such a fall We rather
cover our faces and weep! weeping as we would
over the fall of some darling of the family circle
from the path of virtue. But our tears are Tor
tho coltao aoJ tba.ch xro r,,a thon, frpplv TOO
do not hesitate to offer up our old devotions to
virtue. Can we fall in love with that fatal poi.
son which corrupted and ruined such mighty
moral power? .Ncrer! it but adds intensity to
our hate!
We pause and look back 10 the political scenes
Of the las, few years. What do we see The
ruins o. the northern men who have betrayed the
cause Of Freedom-beho'd them--Cass, Web.
ster, Fillmore, Dickinson, let other names sug-
gest theinselves-the living, the dead-all alike
shorn of their former infuence-mere blacken-
ing beacons to warn others from the same wreck
and ruin. Pierce himself, in the very honey.
moon Of his administration, begins to feel the
goads to the vile termagant to whom he il we'd
ded.
All parties, in fact, are dissolved, or are dis.
solving. independence is the order of the day.
men nave really resolved 10 vote 10 SUIT mem
selves. The Democrats divided-the Wings
routcd-all things undergoing new combinations,
party attachments dead, every body BETRAYED,
and every body suspicious, now is the evident
time to rallv the honest rank and file of all par
ties, the rejecting yeomanry of the Republic,
the legions that march to conquer around the
old standard of Liberty.
yet Freed ON yet thy banner torn but flying,
Streams like the thunder storm a gainst the wind,
Thy trumpet voice, though broken now and dying,
The loudesr still the tempest leaves behind
Thy tree hath lost Its blossoms and the rind,
Chopp'd by the axe, looks rough and little worth,
But the sap lasts and still The seed we find
S0wn deep, even in the bosom of the North;
So shall a better spring, less bitter fruit bring FORTH"