Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1857-05-21
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The American MARTYR.

ooelg 70 n&nt thS W1nderer on his way.
The uoodman passed q hut much like his own
And, - he nsared the spot, strange sounds cam
b. forth
From the low cabin, like the stiied moans
Of some one in his mortal agony.
He turned and entering the hslf open door,
Bebe ID sight al which humanity
In any age might shudder and turn pale
There stretched upon a pallet on the floor,
By the faint ficsering fre-iight, he could see
The ghastly features Of the dying man.
One whom be loved his neighbor and his friend
The pale. cold cheek, the fixed and glazing eye,
The thick hand breathing and the quivering lip
Proclaiming that life was ebbing fast away;
And as the CORY, msttsd locks fell down,
A deep. red cash was sesn upon his brow,
And Tn his cheek another gaping wide,
From which the crimson current. yelling slow,
Fell drop BY drop upon the cold, hard floor.
A long. deep. choking sigh, groan scarce heard
strong Quick spasm. prevailing every limb
And then relaxing, I'd that all was over
But there was one, who watched by the death
55ene,
The bpsom-partner ofthe murdered man,
The mother of his babes, who silent stood,
The pale impersonation OF dispair.
Without murmer and withouta tear,
As if transfxed with honor; but when death
Spread his thick film over the loved ones eyes
And stilled the beatings of that manly heart,
An anxious. momentaY glance she threw
Upon ber orphan children, then on him
Who had been their protector, and gave vent
To the deep feelings of her widowed heart,
Not in wild rawlings; but the calm, full tones
Ola strong purpose and high resolvs.
"Alas. my cherished one. that thou shoulds, be
, Thus torn and mangled and despoiled OF life,
Een in the prime and vigor of thy day,
Leaving these little children fathsrless,
To battle with the storms of life, ond learn
The bitter lessons of an orphans fate.
Alas. that should live to see thee thus!
To bend above thy cold and liieIess form
IN helpless grief, my lost and murdered one.
The victim OF a grim assassins knife
And coward rufian's harchet; yet know,
The orlhiess band who murdered thee will say
THAT in obedience to the law twas done;n
The old excuse OF tyrants: In all time
When rufiian power would plant its iron heel
Upon the warm heart OF humanity,
~ SieS. foic' ci ulIOD,
The sacred name OF law has been invoked
And made the shield for each atrocious crime
Which blackens o er the annals of our race:
Twas this prepared the hemlock juice, and gave
The poisoned chalice 10 the Athenian sage;
THIS pushed the Savior barefoot, DER the cold
And stormy streets OF old Jerusa lem,
beDcing beneath the burden OF his cross:
THIS threw the Christians IN NJ lid heas,s Of Por,o
Sanctioned the Inquisition's horrid rites,
kindled the fire at SmithfeId, and condemned
Sydney and Russel to The .ata block:
And This, when Poland struck for Liberty
And spread her glorious banners to the breeze,
inspired d the minion OF the Russian Car
10 lead his hordes OF rude barbarians forth,
To blot out Poland from the world broad man
And queneh In blood her freedoms rising star;
And when her patriot sons no longer stood
In tirm array, but singiy, fighting, fell,
Till net an arm was raised 10 strike for her:
When ~arsaws streets, for days and nights, ran
red
With the best blood of Poland; even there;
In that sod moment, whin q NATION DEED,
ihe tyrant shou led, 'order reigns in Rarsau"
And III the sacred name OF Lap wrought ueeds
vi such black hue mig ght make the stars turn pale
LHu has its fountain in tn eternal Mind
" no ouiit '1e mountains, bade the comets burn,
spangied with gittering gems nights azure dome,
And bsautified and blessed this earth for man:
And fis not Lar; it's but tyrannic rule;
lbs systematic outrage; which strikes down
Those natural and inallenabe rights.
Which laws were instituted to secure.
Wo TOR my precious home. thy cham is DER;
The light goes out which love enkindled here:
Thy pride, thy beauty and defence are gone.
Come omy side my orphaned boys, and gaze
Upon tina 1 pale and mutilated form.
Whose eyes no more shall open; that light hand
No more shall twain itsingers with your locks
'Csressingly, nor be stretched forth 10 shield
Your helpless years from outrage and from wrong;
those lips no more shall bless you, and you are,
denceiorth, without e father in this world
lou have no heritage in gold nor lands;
Yet are you heirs to an inheritence
Richer hy lar, "a martyred fathers mans"
He was votary at freedoms shrine
And on her holy altar poured his life
To the last drop, red oblation there;
You draw your patent OF nobility
From this high fountain, and when you are men,
Remember your proud lineage and conform
Your lives 10 those strict rules OF rectitude,
p. Which shall become the sons of such sire,
Promph hike him to speak, Get, die for Liberty
Know, were you heirs OF Britain's royal crown,
Lords of that realm which circled round the globe
On whose broad bvund'ries the sun never sets,
And were the wealth both the Indies yours,
With Ca ifornian's and Australians mines,
You would be wise to cast them all away.
Ii, by their loss, you might secure that name
The highest, noblest. ever born by man
Thy pains are past. thou pale and stricken one!
Thou dIdst love Liberty taImore than lie
And hast become her martyr, evermore
Thy name shaI be immortalized on earth:
Thy blood commingling with the winter snow,
Shall 20 to swe II that mighty river, which
From age to age, has gushed from martyrs veins.
~EacLd drop OF winch shall plead with pitying Hea-
ven
For retribuiion, ill the world is flee.
Thy spiritsoar ejoin tn Angelic throRg,
And find its home in those fair fields above.
Zen now, me thinks, ] hear sweet music notes
Swelling and floating down the liquid SKY.
As If the like harp strings ha We been swept
By Seraphingers, and the same glad song,
Which hailed, OF old, the adven OF our world,
Again were b-rsring from each glittering art,
To greet the entrance Of a martyr soul
Into the realms OF Immortality"
CoLERAIN Ono. c. Il. c.
GA wheel, unlike horse, runs the bet
ter for being tired.