Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1868-10-08

be mounted, and you must have means
of transportation, for where is the lover
OF his country that would have ouI
armies painfully performing march OF
months that could have been perfoImed
| in few hours upon steamboats, or rail-
roads? Where is the lover OF his coun-
| try that would have had Grant or Sher-
man, or any of our great commanders,
| lose an opportunity to strike the enemy
for want of transportation, or. cavalry,
or feed for his horses? Where is the man
| that would have deprived the freedman
of his bread and meat, or deprived the
sick and crippled soldiers of their. nurse
| in the two hundred and seventy-siX hos
pitfalls in which they were gathered to
| have proper care and attendance? And
when France and England threatened
us with war imam Intervention in behalf
of the rebel States, what answer would
have been given by the United States for
the burning of our towns and cities, aud
the ravaging of our coast, ifit could have
| been stopped by means of money fur.
| nished by the people. For during the
| contraction ofthis debt the people crowd
| ed TO Mr.. Lincoln day after day and de-
nanded that he put fort the n"tiOn's
strength, and pledging themselves to
| meet any call for men or money. Who
is there who would strike out any of the
glory of Farragut or Winslow, or any of
our great aptains for; the whole navy
expenditure?
You all remember that bright Sunday
morning when the nation quaked at the
/ words that were flashed. over the land
| that new monitor had appeared and
! the day before had sunk two of our ships,
and an hour later che word rang over the
f,,, = hot la 10 tl,at
ed no bigger than a shuck upon a sea
had fought her three hours, and had
driven her home crippled into port
Where is the man who, for the whole
national debt, would have lost his share
in the glory of that great achievement?
And when on another Sunday the
world beheld that great duel Oh the face
of the mighty deep, where the Kearsarse
sent the rebel pirate to the bottom of the
sea, who would sell out his interest in
that glorious achievement? Applause.
Yet these are the things on Which the
New York Convention are busy with
pencil and slate in their hands to cipher
rout. ELaughter.l But what is their
purpese2 When they profess to be busy
with dguring, counting, discounting,
and interest, their hearts are mindful of
something else. They are thinking of
Gettysburgh and its glorious field, OF the
rebel ranks which Meade moved down
like grass before the scythe, in that glo
rious two days fight. They are think
ing of Sherman, hewing his way from
the mountains to the sea. GApplause.]
They are thinking of General Thomas,
dashing their arms to pieces at Nash
Vile Applause. They are thinking
of the bloody might of Schofield, of
Franklin, when his cannon crushed the
bones of the rebel hordes; they are think
ing of Buffers triumphant entry into
New Orleans-[great applause thumb
ling the knee of rebellion before him;
they are thinking of Candy capturing
the rebels at Mobile; but above all are
they thinking of the day when Lees
army surrendered to Grant, and the
voice of the nation was lifted up in
thanksgiving and praise to the Lord God
of Hosts GVoice-''Glorious dayr Loud
and prolonged cheering.] Against these
things let the financiers of the New York
Convention cipher away until they bis
ter their fingers, and shall burn and
blister their eyeballs. Laughter. I You,
felIow-citizens, will be mindful of these
things. You will lay them to your
hearts when you come to make your
choice for President of the United States,
and for your representatives in Congress.
You will talk OF them in your families,
by your firesides You will express them
TO your neighbors You will talk with
them until the day at the polls, and the
election of Grant and Colfax and a Re
publican Congress will be u crownirg
blessing to you and your posterity for
ever. 1Great applause.