The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-08-11

persistent warfare Of Daniel O'Connel- 1.-The oh.
ject of which was tear from the Statute-book
stupidity and sayagery, had inserted there
against the Catholics Of Ireland-the peo-
pie of ireland had the United States upon
their side. The history Of the Catholic
Association, written by Thomas Wise,
one Of the most accomplished and upright
advocates of the Catholic claims, and who haV-
ing represented with eminent credit the city OF
Waterford for many years in the British House
of Commons, was appointed Minister to Ath-
ems, where he breathed his list in the shadow
of the beautiful ruins that had been from boy
hood his favorite study and the inspiration OF
his scholarship and career.
The history of the Catholic Association by
this gifted gentleman-few copies OF Whlcn
history are now to be had-will sustain me in
that the Catholic Agitation, as 1t was calle1,
derived from the United States, the action OF
its democracy, and the declarations of its repre-.
sentative men, an impulse and power that
secured the concession of the Catholic claims.
A little later, when the spirit Of 1852 broke
out in the demand for the repeal of the Union
blu of 1893, and Ireland, reused to the asser-
ton of her capacities and rights as an original
nation, in the first place. and in the next as o
political partner in a great dominion, as the
managers of the great sell of the Irish parlla-
ment magni6ciently phrased it-a little later,
I saw, when the spirit of 1882 broke
ont and in thunders that awoke the
world replied to the invocations OF
O'Connell, demanding the restoration OF an In
dependent Irish parliament-what voice was
more thoroughly and potently concurred with
hers than that of the United States? ireland
would have been free of England, half GEN.
tury ago, had the earnest sympathies, the ire
pressible eloquence, and hard dollars Of the
United States been competent to break the
chain which held our wretched country, bound
and bleeding, to the chariot wheels Of rapa-
cious and remorseless, q resplendant and de-
vouring, empire. Had time, / might here
quote from the grandest speeches of OConnell
speeches delivered by him in 1843, ~ and
45-passages of the healthiest and haughtiest
eloquence, in which the gratitude of the Irish
heart to the democracy of the United States Is
surpassed in its internally and profusion only
by the avowed faith that the United States
would prove one day to be to Ireland what
France and Lafayette, and Germany and Steu-
the thirteen colonies of Great Britain in the
sublime days of their transition from manacles
to liberty. But have no time for quotations.
Hence you will find that this address of mine
is but an outline of what can be more posi-
lively stated in illustration of the political and
historic relations that have subsisted between
Ireland and America for century at least, and
that it processes 70 do no more than remind
my countrymen Of the service, the loyalty,
the devotion unto death they owe the
nation that in its instincts and popu.
lar manifestations has been so prodigally
true to Ireland. In saying this, however-in
saying that profess, In these few and hurried
remarks, simply to remind my countrymen of
the duties they owe the nation that receives,
shelters, encourages, and by participation in
its citizenship, ennobles them. do not mean
to intimate that the Irish emigrant in America
has been false to his obligations, aud that it Is
necessary to remind him of them. Was it ne
cessary to do so, Ishoula not assume the odious
duty. To do so, would be to charge my CRATE.
full and gallant countrymen with an infdelity
which would contradict and cancel the imme-
mortal character of their race, and the deep
trust-worthiness and natural nobility of their
nature. OF that nature have had, myself an
experience, which, as long as heart and voice
are granted me, will command my gratitude.
Singular to say, it was not until had been
day or two in st. Paul, that I found that one
of the most memorable incidents of my career
had been immortalized in verse, and for this
discovery am indebted TO my friend, Mr..
Howard, who, to my mind is just the sort Of
Irishman every one of us should be-patient,
exercising an independent INTEL
ligence upon all public questions, deeply
in love with poor old Ireland-intensely
true and proudly loyal to the United
States, sociable in his manners, but infexible
in his convictions of what is right and what is
is degrading and what is emo
bling in public life,-what, in fine, makes the
.Good peasant, we are strangers here,
And night il gathering fas.;
The stars scarce glimmer in the sky;
And means the noun: AIMS blast:
Can'st tell rs o. place to rest? PSI
We're wearied with the road; f-
No churi the peasa, 1t used to be. -
With homsly couch and food" t5fag
81 cannot he my eff nor know
Where ye nay rest or ttay;
A few MOI hours the moon will shine
And ligh' you on yeur way"
"But peasant can you let man
Appeal to you In vain:
Here at your very cabin oOr,
And mid the pelting rain.
Here in the dark, and In the night,
Where one scarce sees span: -
What close your heart and close your door!
And be an Irifhman?" -
No, no-go on-the mo n will rec
In q short hour or two: a
Wat can peaceful labO.er say.
Or poor teller dot" q
"You're poors Well, here's golden chance
To maze you rich and great!
Five hundred pounds are on our heads!
The gibbet Is cur fate! :.
Fly!-raise the cry, and win the gold!
Or some may cheat yOu SOON;
Ard we'll abide, by the roadside.
And wait the rising moon" @ +"
What all, the peasant. Does he flush
At the wild greed Of gold. =
Why eeizes he the waude eIs hands p 49,
Hark to his accents bold =