The tri-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1866-1868, 1867-12-31


quence was the very music of freedom, was
an Irishnlan. Cnrran, the eloquent advocate
land fearless champion of mankind, was an
Irishman. The humorous, witty and patri-
otto Dean Swift, the most powerful writer OF
our language, was an Irisl.man. Edmund
Burke, the Hottest name in British annals,
J. and tower of strength to the struggling
colonies, was an Irishman. Richard Labor
She'll, the poet and orator, whose eloquence
could even Charm the serpents of despotism,
was an Irishman. Knox, Thompson, Barry,
Paul Jones, McDonough and jackson, patri-
OTIS of the past, were of Irish birth and blood.
Sheridan, who, according to Byron, wrote
the best comedy, and pronounced the best
Grafton in the English language, was an
Irishman. Sterne, Steele. Usher, Lardner,
and Goldsmith, the exile from Auburn,
"loveliest village of the plain" novelIsts
and philosophers, were all lrlshmen.-
Canning, the accomplished diplomatist,
whose craftsmanship often saved England
from ruin, was an Irishman. Hogan and
Nlachese, great painters, were Irishmen.-
Generals Napier and Cough, splendid sol
oilers, are Irishmen. Daniel o Connel, mighty
in eloquence, and whose commanding maj es-
ty of soul, embraced within the circle of his
sympathies all religions and races, was an
lrishnan Meagter, the splendid orator and
patriot, whose eloquence even rivalled that
of She'll, was an Irishman. Shields, the
shot-proof soldier, the only General who
ever gained victory over Stonewail Jack
son, is an Irishman. Charles OConner and
James 7. Brady, the foremost lawyers of the
American bar, are Irishmen's sons Sheridan,
the great military genius of the country, a
| bulwark in war, and marvel of a soldier, is
an Irishman. .n."
The Irish race has given Generals and
Marshals to France, Spain, Austria and
Russia 1t has given magnates to France
and grandees to Spain. These are a few of
the great and brilliant names which illumin-
ate the sombre annals of poor Ireland
Proud, glorious old land, with such bril-
liant past, and with sons who are now in
administrative, military and diplomatic
circles, adding splendor to Ireland's fame
who would not rather be one of thy children
than be Beecher and Emerson, lcathed by
mankind
THE YOUNG IRELANDERs.
Here the lecturer gave a rapid and COM
prchensve narrative of Irish politics, refer
ring in glowing and eloquent terms to the
Young Ireland movement of 49, He said
that - the original founders of this splendid
revolutionary organization were young men
of fine talents and stainless morals They
aimed at securing the independence of Ire
land by the use of physical force. O'Connell
the leader of the old organization, in speech
of great eloquence, denounced the young
Republicans, remarking in his huge, lion
like style, that he would put his paw on
them, and then introduced his famous reso-
luton, that no liberty was worth the she'd
ding of a drop of blood Meagher, tie
brightest orator in the Confederation, 1e-
piled to O'Connell in a magnificent and
sublime speech. in which occu.s his celebrat-
| ed apostrophe to the sword. The young
Ireland party was then formed, and around
it gathered the intelligence and young hopes
of the nation. Brennan says that a national
| literature soon sprang up. 1t was based on
warm love OF liberty, while its graceful
shaft was wreathed around with flowers of
| female enthusiasm The names of Daily,
Williams, Davis. Mitchell, Meagher, Labor.
Mangan. n noble brotherhood of poets and
orators. soon spread with electric enthusi-
asm from Waterford to Derry. A new spirit
inspired the people. Clubs were formed
throughout the Island, and the young men
of culture were enrolled by thousands under
| the banners of the Confcderates. The i'll
trepid Meagher travelled extensively, adj
dressing immense crowds who were eager to
gather around the Republican standard.-
Those speeches of Mcagher's were sublime
bursts of elo9uence, which have seldom, If
ever been equalled even by himself. Mitch
ell was everywhere hailed as a Tribune, and
his strong, stern, magnificent denunciations
of British misrule, met with hearty response
in the breasts of thousands who were long
ing for the utter destruction of II government
| that upheld its domination in Ireland by
hundred thousand bayonets. "My father,
SIR" said he, in his clear, ringing tones,
"was United Irishman, and carried arms
in defense of his country's freedom. Do you
dare TO tell me that I must abhor and stig-
Matte the memory of my own fat her" The
revolution soon commenced. What genius
was wasted on that strnggle-what noble,
loving hearts were broken The gifted
leaders were caught and transported to the
white rocks of Bermuda Some of them
died in poverty and anguish. In d dark
cold, cherries hospital died Mangan Of the
tuneful harp. Lalor, the fiercest rebel of them
all and most dangerous Democrat in Britain,
sank gradually into lonely grave. In dark
dungeons on the Southern Seas, far from the
old land they loved so well, scores of them
tretted and pinned against their chains
O'Brien, distinguished for his varied and
profound learning, as well as for the good
ness of his heart and simplicity of manners,
died of broken heart in Wales. Maurice
Leyne, an orator of splendid gifts, his war
| cry always nOated clear and strong against
England, and his dashing temper and fine
abilities were always in requisition when
Ireland was assailed. He sleeps in magniti-
cent Tipperary. Meagher, the eloquent
contessor of manly faith, the Chrysostom
of his suffering country. distinguished for
wonderful depth and variety of language,
his bright soul was quenched in the fatal
waters of the Missouri. The last time, but
one, that / met him was at Nashville, Ten
nessce. He was full of anecdotes Of the
war, and especially of his Irish Brigade. One
story that he told is too good to be lost. He
said he was leading his men to the front in
one of the seven days battles, when an aid
rode by and gave him the news that our ar
my had carried certain strategic point and
captured several colors. Dye hear that,
boys ?" shouted Meagher. Z" Our men have
Won the day and captured the enemy's
colors." "Just as I said that" remarked
Meagher, Z" a private who was plunging
along, out of one muddy hole into another,
looked up to me and said, "Ah, Gineral I'd
rather hev pint O'Dinnis McGinnis' Whis-
ky than all the colors of the rainbow"
1t was while here that he came out for the