American citizen. [volume] (Butler, Butler County, Pa.) 1863-1872, 1865-08-09
Striding.

| VIC are living III lanu OF ureatnS. Ooou
old fashioned thinkers moralize about
"even pace'of nations but in the latter
days it seems that nations stride, and that
over the whole world there is one con-
tinuous rush and roar The month of
July ended the most magnificent hum
dred days in history. The hundred days
of 1915 are memorable for the multitude
of events that crowded them, although
nothing remained but a Government which
took no root and lasted thirty years, and
the exile of man who only wanted that
exile to turn the worlds hatred into the
worlds pity. In those Hundred Days
Europe was thrown back a century,
Tyranny and superstition and oppression
were ali sustained and protected by the
great name of Wellington. The tinged,
expensive and dusty robes that England
calls royalty, and which, cover the clog
and check everything like free thought
and free deed were FURNISHED anew and
wrapped tighter around the growing limbs
of.a struggling people. In our Humid
red ays we have completed the overthrow
of Rebellion we have reduced our ar
mics to mere contingent disarmed a
navy and sent ships-of-war back to the
better duties Of carrying corn and cotton;
hurried a victorious army into the mines
andI anons oi,he Western Territories, and
raised money enough out of our own farms
and looms to pay the extraordinary ex-
penses of the Government Our victo-
ries of peace are even greater than the
victories of war. On one side our pion-
eers are girdliug the Rocky Mountains
with railroads-on the other we stand
waiting to grasp the hand of the English
man who brings us within an hour OF
London. There is something uneasy in
our very ambition. To the South we
have territory newly conquered-un-
settled, and sadly wanting "Reconstruc-
tion"-and yet we begin to look longing
ly to the North, and covet the st. Law
renee and the vast Canadian Countries,
and chafe at any boundary this side of
the Polar Sea. In the majesty Of newly
asserted strength we stride toward daz-
zling destiny.
Do we feel that every step brings us
more important and burdensome duties!
For the second time in the worlds his
tory we are called upon to riseup and con-
troll the destiny Of the world. This is
no vain thought. Men are but the rep
resentatives of ideas-and ideas are not
bounded by religion, race, or territory
Cromwell Washington, franklin, Mira
beau, Napoleon, Hugo. John Brown, Lin,
coln-step 10y step the Idea of Resistance
to Tyranny has travelled over the world,
saved England, revolutionized France
destroyed Slavery in America. Those
who look at these men aud their times,
and see what they call the ebb and flow
of ideas-Cromwel followed by Charles,
Mirabeau by Napoleon, Franklin by Cal
houn, Hugo banished by Bonaparte,
and Brown hanged by Buchannan-forget
that generations are but as days-that
whatever temporary ebb may come the
tide always rises-that Cromwell dead
was as powerful as in life-and that when
John Browns body went down to moul
der in the dust, his soul still marched
on. Nor is our work done. 1t is mere
ly beginning, When John Stuart Mill
triumphed over palace and treasury, aid
ed by 'two hundred workmen," it was
the logical result of Grants success.--
Those workmen took comfort from Ameri-
ca, and were strong and bold when they
saw men of their own blood and lineage
defending their flag and giving up their
lives for a government with more devo-
ton than royalty ever commanded
America has not triumphed in vain.--
There is not desponding Republican
that crouches under the ..apsburgs and
Bonaparts or eats hard bread away down
in dismal mine, tbot my Lord of West
minister may carry stick before Her
Majesty and eat up thousands of broad
acres in feeding foxes, hounds and deers,
who does not feel stronger, and-more reso
lutte, and more anxious for the hour to
strike. Men call this selfish, sensual,
merc.nary age, but only in our moments
of petulance and impatience. 1t is a
grand old Nineteenth Century, full of
good deeds and brave endeayors, and
proudly to be remembered in song and
story and over many cup of generous
wine in the good days coming.-N T.
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