Weekly hawk-eye and telegraph. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1855-1857, 1856-07-30

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Tie following ia verbatim report Of HE
speech OF David r. Atchion, delivered a. The
camp, two miles west of Lawrence. On the mesh
orable 2lstof AAy, before be marched at the
head Of his troops. a correspondent Of the \.
!. Times, vouches for its genuineness, and says
it was written out by DR.. Root, vel known pho
nographic reporter. who was prisoner in the
camp at the time:
GESrLE1rS, OFFICERS, AND SoLprEHs This
is the most glorious day of my life. This day
am Border Rs5fau. fells The United
States Marshal has Just given you his orders and
has kindly invited me TO address you; for this
invitation, coming from no less than she United
States authority, thank him most sincerely,
and now allow me in true border-ruihan style,
to extend to you the right hand of fellowship.
lCheers. Men of the South, greet you as
border rnffian brothers? Yeils and waving Of
hats. Though have seen more years than the
most of you, am yet young in the same glo-
rious cause that has.made you leave your homes
in the South. Boys, am one of your number.
to-day, [yells, and to-day you viii earn laurels
Of tic noble South. Cheers. You have en-
dured many hardships-have suffered many pri-
vations ON your trip, but for this, you viii be
more than compensated by the work Just laid out
by the Marshal, aud what you know is to be
done as the programme of the day. Now, boys,
let your work be well done. Cheers.] Faint
not as you approach the city of Lawrence, but
remember your mission, &C, with true Southern
heroism, and at the word. Spring like your
bloodhounds at home, upon that damned, ac-
cursed Abolition hole, break through all that
may oppose your never finching courage.
Yells. Yes, ruffians draw your revolvers and
bowie-knivcs and cool them in the hearts blood
of all those damned dogs that dare defend that
damned breathing hole of hell. Yelis.I Tear
down their boosted Free-State Hotel, and if
those hellish. lying Free Sellers have left no
portfolios in it, with your~anerring cannon
make some. Yes, riddle it till it shall totter to
the ground. Cheers. Throw into the Kansas
their printing presses, and let's see if any more
free speeches win beissued from them. Boys, do
the Marshafs full bidding, do the Sheriff s en-
tire command, for to-day Mr.. Jones is not only
Sheriff, but Deputy Marshal so that whatever
he commands will be right, and under the au-
thority of the Administration of the United
States, and forit you will be amply paid as Uni
ted States troops, besides having an opportunity
of benetitting your wardrobes from the private
dwellings of those Internal niger stealers.
Cheers.
Courage for few hours and the victory is
ours; falter and all is lost. Are you determin-
ed? Will every one of you swear to batter
yoar steel in the black blood of those black sons
of --. Yells and cries of "Yes."] Yes,
know you will. The South has always proven
itself ready for honorable fight, and you who are
noble sons Of noble sires, know will never fail,
but will burn, sack and destroy, until every ves-
tige efthese Northern Abolitionists is wiped out.
Hen of the South and OF Missouri, l am proud
of this day. l have occupied the Vice Presi-
dents place in the greatest republic the light
of Gods sun ever shown upon, but Rufiian
brothers, [yells, that glory, that ,honor
was nothing it was an empty bubble compared
with the solid grandeur and magnificent glory
of this momcntous occasion. Here on this
beautiful prairie bluff with nought but the cano-
Ply of heaven for my covering with my splendid
Arabian charger for my shield, whose well tried
heetness may yet have to depend upon for my
life, unless this days work shall drive from our
Western world these hcsh emigrants and pau
pers, whose bellies are filled with beggars' food,
and whose houses are stored with Becchers BIZ
Jles. Yells prolonged -......... ...-a
FL say here, with the cold breeze of the morn
ing blowing fresh around my head, with the o..
S. Marshal at my left, completely surrounded by
my younger brothers, terrible enthusiasm,
each supporting U. S. rifle, and on the manly
countenance Of each plainly seen his high and
fixed determination to carry out to the letter the
lofty and glorious resolves that have brought
him here, the resolves of the entire South and
of the present Administration, that is to carry
the war into the heart of the country, lcheers,
never to slacken or stop until every spark OF free
State, free speech, free niagers, or free i'll any
shape is quenched out OF Kansas. Shouting
and cheering And what is also pleasing be-
yond my powers of description, is the fact that,
floating above me as l speak the honest senti
ment OF my heart, and the sentiments of the
Administration and the blessed Pro-slavery par
ty throughout this great nation, is the only flag
VIC recognize, and the only one under whose
folds we will march into Lawrence, the only one
under which these ID Abotionist prisoners
were arrested who are now outside yonder tent
endeavoring to hear me, which l care not
d-n if they do. [Cheers]. Yes, the Cd
id sons of ID Puritan stock will learn
their fate, and they may go home and tell their
cowardly friends what say, care not for them,
l defy and d--n them all to hell. Yes, that
large red flag denotes our purpose to press the
matter even to blood. The large lone white,
star in the centre denotes the purity Of our pur-
pose, and the words, southern Rights, above
it, clearly indicates the righteousness Of our
principles. l say, under all these circumstan
ces, am now enjoying the proudest day of my
life, but will detain you no longe. Cries Of go
on. No, boys, l cannot stay your spirit of pa
triotism longer-I cannot even stay my own.
Our precious time is wasting. Now hasten to
work. Follow your worthy and immediate lead
er, Col. Strngfellow, [cheers;l he will lead you
on to glorious victory, and | will be there to
support all your acts and assist as best l may in
completing the overthrow of that heish party,
and in crushing out the last sign of Did abo-
litionism in the Territory of Kansas. Three
times three yeils for Atchison. -...-