The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1861-06-13

rattle mingling with the murmurlng tones
that mark the last struggle tor hfe-let
the dying mother and her babe answer.
1t was but day past and our land slept
in the light Of peace War was not here
wrong was not here; fraud and woe and
misery and want dwelt not among u.s.
From the eternal solitude Of the green
woods arose the blue smoke of the settlers
cabin, and golden fields of corn looked
forth from amidst the waste of the wilder
ness, and The glad music Of human voices
awoke the silence Of the forest.
Now! God of mercy, behold the change.
Under the sanctity Of the name of God,
invoking the Redeemer to their aid, do
these foreign hirelings slay our people !!
They throng our towns, they darken our
plains, and now they encompass our posts
on the beautiful plain of Chadd's Ford.
'They who take the Sword, shall perish
by the Sword
Brethren, think me not unworthy of
belief, when l tell you the doom of the
British is near. Think me not vain when
I tell you that beyond the cloud which
now enshrouds US, / see, gathering thick.
and fast, tie darker cloud and the blacker
storm of Divine retribution.
They may conquer US tomorrow. Might
and wrong may prevail, and we may be
driven from the field-but the hour of
Gods own vengeance will come.
Ay, if in the vast solitudes Of eternal
space-if in the heart Of the boundless
universe, there throbs the being Of an
awful God, quick to avenge and sure to
punish, then will the man, George of
Brunswick, called King, feel in his brain
and in his heart, the vengeance Of the
eternal Jehovah . \ blight will be upon
his life--a withered brain, an accursed in
teliect; blight will be upon his children
and upon his people. Great God. how
great the punishment.
A crowded populace, peopling the dense
towns, where the man of money thrives,
while the laborer starves; want striding
among the people in all the forms of ter
ror; an ignorant and God-defying priest
hood chuckling over the miseries of
millions; proud and merciiess nobility
adding wrong to wrong, and heaping in
suit upon robbery and fraud /; royalty cor
rupt to the very heart; crime and want
linked hand in hand aud tempting men
to deeds Of woe and death: these are a
part of the doom and retribution that shall
come upon the English throne and the
English people.
Soldiers look around on your famil-
lar faces with strange interest. To-mOr-
row morning we will all go forth to battle
for need tell you your unworthy Min
lister will march with you-invoking Gods
aid in the fight? We will all march forth
to battle Need [ exhort you to fight
the good fight, to fight for your home
steads, and for your wives and children?
My friends, might urge you to fight
by the CALLING memories of British wrong
Walton, might tell you of your father,
butchered in the silence of midnight, on
the plains Of Trcnton-I might picture
his gray hairs daubed in blood might
ring his death shrek in your ears. Shell
mired, | might tell you Of a mother
butchercd, and sister outraged; the
lonely farm house, the night assault, the
roof in flames, the shouts of the troopers,
as they despatched their victims. the
cries for mercy, the pleading of innocence
for pity. | might paiut this all again in
the terrible colors Of the vivid reality, if
| thought your courage needed such wild
excitement.
But know you are strong in the might
of the Lord. You will 90 forth to battle
on the morrow with light hearts ana de-
termined spirits, though the solemn duty
# the duty Of avenging dead-may rest
heavy on your souls.
And in the hour Of battle, when all is
darkness, lit by the cannons glare and
the piercing musket's flash, when the
wounded strcw the ground, and the dead
litter your path, then remember, soldiers,
that God is with you.
The eterna! God fights for you-He
rides on the battle cloud-He sweeps on
ward with the march of the hurricane
charge-God, the awful and the Infinite,
fights for you, and you viii triumph
"They who take the Sword shall perish
by the Sword"
You have taken the sword, but not in
the spirit Of wrong and ravage. You
hrve taken the sword for your homes, for
your wives, for your little ones. You have
taken the sword for truth, for justice and
right, and to you the promise is, "Be of
good cheer" for your foes have taken the
sword in defiance of ali that man. holds
dear, in blasphemy of God-they shall
perish 5.y the saeord.
And how, brethren and soldiers, | bid
YOU all farewell. Many o. us may fall in
the fight to-morrow-God rest the souls