The American. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1857-1857, 1857-08-15

the following communication, which appeared In
the baltimore Clipper of the 18th instant over
the initials -. ca" to republish il In the Ameri
| can, over the initials j. L., which are the proper
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WAsHISGTOS, Aug 10, 1867.
But come; dangers retreat when boldly
they're confronted
And G,lll delay leads impotence and fear"
Junius, OF Washington, give me your hand you
have free and an open NATURE my friend-ever
ready to speak and write in freedoms cause and
urge the people to just rebellion, if TO act In self
defence, can be called rebellion. / am with you
in this great and noble work Of purging our be-
loved country of the scum Of Eur0pe--not the
cream Of the milk of human kindness, but the ex-
uvi9, whom an over-cioyed country vomits upon
our shores. have pledged myself TO the work
of expurgation and my feeble efforts shsll be epa-
ployed in endeavorng to rouse my fellow-country-
men TO sense of the danger with which they are
threatened by these foreign adventurers whose
only aim is the destruction of American liberty. X
People born and reared beneath the sceptre can
have no sympathy with our institutions; and when
they come to this country, they bring with them
principles detrimental to the interests and even
safety OF the Republic. They sneak away like
castigated terriers from the frown Of royalty and
they have scarcely touched the soil of free soun-
try when they assume bearing Of superiority, and
in their turn scowl upon us who are, indeed, In
dividually, ourselves, greater than all the crowned
heads of the world. These runaways are taken
into the service of our country and actually called
out by order of the President, and commanded TO 4
si,oot down like dogs, citizens who are voting at
an election in the very capital Of the United Ststes.
refe,~ to the memorable first Of June. The Pres,
ident OF the United States and the Mayor of Wash,
ington viii, have to answer at the flaming bar of
God, (if the, are not punished sooner) for the
blood which wa.s on that day shed by their min
ions, the marines. p1a n
On the morning O. the first day Of June, 1857,
the sun, in all its majes ~, ascended the blue vault
OF Heaven, and looked 81. filngiy down upon the
metropolis OF the Union; th. gentie zephyr came
from the surrounding fields, b. urthened with the
rlch perfume OF Spring; the msrr warpiers OF the
woods sweety discoursed, in native melody their
pleasing minstrelsey amid the dewy t. liage OF the
scattered trees, and all nature seemed to promise
goodly and peaceful day. Men, with feelings
ana impressions which such morning was caitru-
iated 10 produce, cheerully left their families, and
turned their steps toward the several polls to ex-
erclse that privilege belonging only to q free and
independent people, But alas, many who thus,
IN seeming security, left their homes and all they
held most dear on earth, never more returned
with life; the deadly bullet had pierced their
hearts, and sent their souls whirling into the
presence OF an offended God 0 most foul and ex-
ecrable murder Let the first of June. 1857.
stand ay, accursed in the calendar. and let us.
teach our children to scorn the men and their
memories forever who lent themselves to the aw-
ful massacre intended for Americans on that
bloody day. Nero himself when he illuminated
Rome with the burning christians, was not worse
than these men, @
Fellow-countrymen, remember that our enemies
nave powerful engine to aid them in their un-
hallowed work. The church of Rome like a
huge serpent, is secretly laying its deadly and
shiny coils around our republican institutions and
when at last it shall have succeeded in the entan-
clement OF that which above all things we most
honor, it will exert the muscle of its revenge and
the mighty fabric of American liberty falls But
we can prevent this sad catastrophe-ay foil those
bloody Williams who are stabbing us in the dark,
and yet establish our independence upon founda-
ton that shall be as immovable as are the ever
lasting hills. We can do this, FAY, if we viii
but buckle on our armour, leap into our saddles.
couch our lances and spur onward to the charge.
shouting as our invinoible squadron dash against
the foe-George Washington and victoryi our s
affairs and our honest j. L.