Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1866-04-05

him the ballot, ne Will ever cast IL LOT tne
country and her interests. If the master
could MOI control him against the country
when a slave, much less can he control him
being free and armed with a vote. His
impulses are right-his yearnings patriotic
his whole heart with freedom, and these
will dictate tickets and candidates.
Would you establish peace in the South !?
Would you prevent war of races Re-
! member Southern whites-rebels-ha
made you all your troables by their deter
mination to chain down the negro. Give
him the ballot and henceforward all such
attempts are futile, and peace follows natu-
rally, since the desire for the colored mans
vote will prompts corresponding regard
for the mau himself
viii you regenerate the South intellec
tually, morally, politically, physically !!
Then must you destroy the power of caste.
Give the colored man the ballot he, the
poor white man and white Unionits having
common interests will como into natural
alliance constituting a majority, voting
down the oligarch ex-slaveholder and arch
traitor. The colorcd people of New Or
| leans pay taxes this day on fifteen millions
of property, and by the very laws OF nature
they will be constrained to vote for the
| U.ionist and against the man who has
bought and sold, and chained and lashed
| them. Beautiful were the words of Prcsi-
dent Lincoln to Louisiana, touching the
matter of reconstruction, when he said
! an defining The franchise, some Of the COL
ored people might be let IN. They ac0uld
prObably help IN some trying time 10 come, TO
keep the je,cel Of liberty in the famdy Of free
DOM"
While this is the white mans Govern
ment-his to enjoy defend and perpetuate,
it belongs equally to all others who seek
its protection and covet its blessings.
America is the asylum of the world, this
| Government the inheritance of humanity
Check not its progress. Stay not its de-
velopment Forbid not the flow Of its
| benefactions
Let the fires Of the past war leave us
purged Of all dross Engrave upon every
pillar of this great temple, in letters Of liv-
ing light, LIBERTY, JUSTICE, MANHOOD
Such, sir, is brief outline Of some OF
my convictions upon these matters.
While thanking you for your protracted
attention, of one thing further be reminded.
| You and | have often looked at the his
| tory Of Lincoln; we have read his life and
been pleased with the many wonderful and
sublime things i'll that great mans career.
! There is one point in his history that al
ways struck me as being more sublime
than any other in his whole lfe or death
What was it? Was it when, standing on
the steps of the Capitol, he delivered his
first inaugural? No, sir. Was it when,
after having been elected by an overwhelm-
| ing majority, he delivered his second in
augural? No, sir.
The most sublime scene in Lincoln's his
| tory was this After his assassination, he
was robed in his winding sheet and lay in
state while thousands and tens of thous-
ands passed along taking last, sad look
at his cold marble features. In that dark
cavalcade that came in at at one doorway
past the bier, went out at the other, there
came one day an aged colored woman,
wrinkled with years and bent with the bur
! den of life, leading by the hand her little
granddaughter. They passed along with
the crowd until they came to the resting
| place of the murdered President, and then
she burst into tears. Pausing rather too
| long, the guard said pass on" She took
her grand-child and held it up so that she
could see the face Of the martyred man.
and as the tears followed the channel of
years in her face, she said at doesn't
make much difference to me | am most
| through but | wanted this child to see
the face of the man that made her free"
! Were | a limner, seeking to paint that
man in his highest glory, | would paint
him lying there, a martyr for freedom, and
! that representative of the four millions he
had freed bending over him and holding
her child that she might look upon his face.
| say to you, sir, that when you and |
shall turn our chilled ear for the last time
to catch the dying, receding echoes of earth,
happy shall we be if we can be greeted
with the blessings of those whom we have
helped to save when ready to perish. And
when we are gone to our last resting place
to sleep the long sleep, thrice honored shall
we be if the educated, cultivated and i'm
proved sons and daughters of those now
crushed and degraded shall visit our sepul-
chres and say of us, "these were our friends !,
our defenders and our elevators"
The SPEAKER then adjourned the SEN
ate until three o'clock this afternoon.
A SECRET. Wirt's letter to his
! daughter on the "small, sweet cOurtesies of
! life" contains passage from which deal
| Oh ndpplDcSS might bt ledrHeu - WdHt
to tell you Il secret. The way to make
! yourself pleasing to others is to show them
attention The whole world is like the mil
Ter at Mansfield, "who cared for nobody, no
not he, because nobody cared fer him.
! And the whole world would serve you SC, if
you gave them the same cause. Let every
! one, therefore, see that you do care for them,
! by showing them what Sterne so happily
called the small courteses, in which there
is no parade, whose voice is too still to tease,
! and which manifest themselves by tender
and af1ectionate looks, and little acts of at
tention, giving others the preference in ev-
cry little enjoyment,a at the table in the field,
walking, sitting and standing"
1 BEAUTIFUL SImIE.-The pious Jonath an
Edwards describes Christian as being
/ like "such a little flower as we see in the
spring of the year, low and humble Oh
the ground, op' ming its bosom to receive
the pleasant beams of the SUMS glory, re-
ioicing, as it were, in a calm of rapture, diff
fusing around sweet fragrance, standing
gracefully and lowly in the midst of other
flowers" The world may think nothing Of
the little flower they may not even notice
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