Sugar planter. [volume] (West Baton Rouge [i.e. Port Allen, West Baton Rouge Parish, La.]) 1856-1925, 1857-05-09

'te Ne>tvth ConllHeit
They i,ehoh! :
Tney rise round the table they pres.
that man in the brown coat hV the hano
nay, tie Virginia planter, Vast ingtor
grH both his names, and. in voic+
a hv emotion. hvrs fnr the
-a~e ot God, to writ words in q
book.
A book that sha,e read in all homes
and tiundered III '''".sJnu'pi.s il,
America.
d. You sse tae picture, n lends j
! ha' man in the nrnwn coat, st ntft. /.
g, flushed, trtmblin. with the excite
H., At IT his oWu thoughts that spIen-
,}idy formed v,rg' il planter Oh one side,
gr sWln1~h N ty he band. those great
S'u.ei !, encircEins him on he ott,er,
John AeIs-.~, Bs',j,unln Rush, Benj.nl,.
Fra"kIn! Their cleaning eyes shine
with one soul. and rea,. .,.>.>-- great cloud
nf the fulur tNDEPEN
DENGE
u @|siS fjfts I ti~ ioii''"
in the brown CO 'ough tile year
.5.
The day after This scene, that modest
Virginia planter, George Washington,
MAS anted Commander in Chef Of tie
Continental Army
Aud III tile summer days Of IS. that
man III the brown coat WAS s~eu waking
Er and down in front of the old STATE
House. his gr.at frrhead shone in full
sunlight, whs!. his hand PLACED b,hlnA
his back, he went slowly along the pave
ment Then he w"uid hurry to his lonely
garres, seizr' the YuIl. and write dowa the
deep thnngh1s # h,s brain.
Then forth agai, for walk in the
State House Squars-up and .'own un>
der these old ,iees, ile wandered all tlie.
aft~rnonn--at night. there Is tvit
burning a|i n;g' / Til the break of drW.
1t Us look i'll the sarr-t window
what >e- you there
4 rude aud urgI"etea room-a mar
short IA stature sitting beside all Old
table, With scattered sheet ot paper all
about h1n--tEe light Of The un>rntf.,d
candle upon his bro"---tE,a: untai.ug
luiI in his hand !
All. my 'rieu,S. you may talk to me
i the suh',nity IF your battles. whose
,oetrq is b.nes and >kuIi'~. whose gio-
,:es are lik- the trophies of The butchers
ham bI->-hul far re, there is no ha.
!e SO awfldIy sublime rs one ike this.
low beng fought before your eyes.
poor avgI"eted author sitting IN his
,arret-th- world, poverty, time, space
III forgotten AS with his 50 kit,Ie,.
ntp on. steady blaze. he plies that fa>
n,vi' z quill Tha, quill writes dow
words Oh paper, which shall burn into
he brains # kings. words ike arrows
winged with fra au,l pointed with VI
ro..
Go on. brave author, sitting in your
,arret, alone a; this dead hour 90 on
i,faayh the silent watches OF the might, |
nd G.als ) blessings fall ike lre-z-s of
une upon your damp brow. Gu ol,. in
he namr Vt Gd ami man. for YOU are
sriling the thoughts ot a nation into
,rth.
For many days, in the year 1875 was
hat man III the brown coat seen Walking |
. and down lie State House Square -
lie proud Tory passed BY him with
ufn Yet lie .as thinking great
thoughts, which would sat away the
rrone Of that Tnry's king! The Tor.
'r va gar rich man. the small dog in
flee, passed hrn BY will, scorn. The
len If genius took him Ivy the arm aud
a,le'I lli.a br.iler. Lack yo, der -
here is lonely garret, hiyI.t sfler
iyht burns, that solitary lamp, burns
nd buras on, till break Of day
AT last, the work is done. At last
rappituy the loose sheets in his tremo
ng iissnda-tr-mbing because f-vensh
ON the toll of the brain-he ru hes
nth Que morning. His book is writ
N, it now must he printed scattered
. the home Of Amer,ca. But not one
T. nter viii touel. the book, 'ot Il pub
si'er bnt grows pale at the SIGHT Of
use dlngy pages. Because il rrl'cnles
ls Br,'s Monarchy; because it speaks
Ut. IN plain words. that nothing now re :
laIHs to be done bu. to declare the new
ord free and independent.
This sl' cks the trembling printers
'ucli such mess Of reasonable stuff ? ,
rver; But at last, printer is found, a
I'D Svotcimat, named Robert Bell p
frite that maine on your heart, far it Is
oIthy all reverence He transformed
'ose loose pages into types, and on the ,
It Of January, 1873, Common Sense i