Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1867-01-21

the results of labor--t0 assert the rights Oe
humanity-can be injustice totnone. 10,
recognize the mutual dependence of that
which furnishes the means, and that which
performs the work, cannot do less than
elevate labor and benehtmankind." With
sincere acknowledgements Of your courtesy,
allow me to reassert my fullest sympathy
with the sentiment. ~ - NJ
9th The Jour PrintT--Thrones and Empires
may decay but tho Kingdom he inhabits-the realm
Of thouEht--shall ouuAst timo.<
Response by j. st. j. Clarkson:
Mr.. PRESIDENT: The very limited time
left "a honest man vot earns his bread by
the sweat of his br0w,r to preppye after the
hours Of labor, lifting responseto toast
of so wide range of thought as the one
Just read, must be my apology for brevity.
Consider the life Of jour printer
Hand4inEl hand lieNyalksl with the greatest
minds the world has known. He prints
thoughts la glorious mlssion-thoughts
that never die; ideas whose effects are felt
to the utternIost verge of time. Before him
on his 'case," are spread the gems dug from
the mines ofrknowledge by such delivers as
Bacon, Shakespeare, Locke, Chaucer, Milton,
Newton, Virgil, Homer Pope, "Auld Rab-
bic Burns" and the others who have made
their lives glorious in other days.
i with Franklin he, soars TO upper realms
land learning its great secrets, whispers
them to Morse, who snatches the scepteT
from Omnipotenty JOve, and uses itsas q
| girdle for this orb Of ours. With Webster
| Clay, Calhoun, Douglas Benton, and other
| giants, he thunders great thoughts-be they
| true or false-upOn the people. with
Shelly. Byron, Hood, Longfellow, Prem
tiee and SAKE, he sings sweet songs and the
world holds its breath entranccd.s With
| Dickens, Sir Walter Scott, Bulwer, Thack.
cry, Sue, Pauldlng and Irving he delight:
| the human heart and woos care from heI
throne in mems breasts.
Aglorious occupation Is his. Thought j
| his 'scepter. thought his kingdom and minds
his willing subjects. Men hold peculiar
notions, ideas cherished through long cen
turies, few movements of the hand. a few
clickings of the types as they march into
line at his command. and the cherished
notions dissolve like frost before the. au-
! tumh's sun. And is this the sphere Of the
| Jour printer? Yea, is it. And there cannot
| be so incessant a commingling with great
minds without some absorption Of their
| styles and ideas. 1t has been truly, said
'the printing office is the poor boys col.
| lege," and how many of us have graduated
in no other? Did you ever see an ignorant
printer? Who ever saw one who could moi
give an inte ligent account of anything
coming under his observation, whether Ol
law, politics, mechanics, chemistry or phys
| les?
But, your pardon, sir; with me there are
but three hard matters in speech. First
how to commence; second, how to end, and
third, what to say In the middle. That the
first and third Of these propositions are
true,I have already demonstrated, and the
second bothers me now. To finish, then,
| by your leave, will reeite a 'pome"
| wrote for another occasion, but which is
apropos to the toast and which is called,
THE PRINTERS SEVEN AGES.