The Carson daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1865-1870, 1870-04-14
coV0REsSuAN FITCH At COOPER
INSTITUTE.

On the evening OF April An Al cooper
Institute, New York, q mass meeting
being held there by the friends Of Cuban
Independence, Mayor Hall in the chair,
Hon. Tom Fitch being introduced to the
audience as =. The Poet Orator." made
q speech full of his peculiar eloquence.
It is reported in full in the New York
Tribune Of the 5th iostant ; and we
cannot refrain from reproducing the
following passages
But, whether our Government shall pro-
tee, its citizens and vindicate its honor or
nor, whether the will of the American peo-
ple shall be headed BY Congress and the Ad-
ministration or not, the prediction of the
diving Lopez will find fuliilment, and Cuba
will be free Through whatever of sacrifice,
through whatever Of sorrow, through what
ever Of suffering, Cuba will be free! Though
Spanish gunboats encircle her coasts, though
Spanish advocates malign and deride her de-
tenders, though Spanish gold corrupt her
friends, though falsehOod environ her, and
disaster encompass her, Cuba will be free
The Fates that spin and cut the threads of
national life, have severed the unnatural tie
which bound her to ruined and tyrannous
kingdom, and forth from the fiery loom Of
battle there floats a golden thread which
points northward toward the magnetisms of
freedom, and waits but the shuttle of time,
and the orders Of the master workman to be
woven into our OWE broad vestments of
liberty. The voice of prophecy vibrates in
swelling numbers the irrepressible song, it
finds an echo in history, and philosophy it. |
self takes up the refrain-Cuba shall yet be |
free! [Tumultuous applause.] Though her
soil may be sodden with the blood of her |
sons, though her air may be heavy with the
sobs of her daughters, though her waters
bay babble through a land made desolate.
Cuba shall vet be free! The soul of the
dead Lopez animates her Generals, the spir-
its of his followers ride upon the swords Of
her warriors. and never again shall Spain
grow rich upon her resources and arrogant
upon her abasement. Perhaps there occurs
to you that many times repeated question,
Where are her fleets her prize courts her
seaports her cities l answer where were
ours, when the cross of St. George Haunted
nom every flagstaff on the Manhattan ISL
and, and the shoeless feet of our fathers
crimsoned the SHOWS of Valley Forge
Where were those of the Dutch Republic
when the troops Of Philip of Spain tossed in
f.nts upon their spear points, and liberty
was besieged between the invaders and the
sea. Where were those Of Mexico when
the Capitol of that Republic vibra.ed be-
tween the house of the American Minister
and the camp of Juarex in the mountains,
where Macmillan reigned in the halls OF the
Montezumas, and the adventurers Of Paris
and Vienna held high carnival over their
baby empire. Some unmarked graves BY
the shores Of the southern gulf, maniac
diserouned Empress in an Austrian asylum,
nemories of struggles and success BY the
Zuyder Zee, and annual celebrations Of indie
pendence day-these are all that Is left to
remind the world of tyrannies once arrogant
and powerful. And ere this century shall
pass away, the present generation Of Cubans
will point their boys to a building plumed ,
with the dancing stripes and stars; aad say,
Il This, in the days Of Spanish rule, was the I
palace of the Captain General" Applause.
Mr.. Fitch closed this brilliant and ?
stirring speech with TIE following c
splendid peroration:
When, amid the bowling storm, the marin
r. sailing over tropic seas waits fer relief
lron his weary watch, he turns his eyes to-
.ard the southern cross blazing rigidly and /
PROFANITY above a tempest vexed ocean, and a
%, as Midnight approaches, the whirling v
sorlds change their places, the southern .
ross begins to bend, with starry finger points :,
he Almighty marks the passage of time up
n the dial of the universe, and though NO
ell shall beat the glad summons above the Z
ianor of the winds. the lookout knows that
ne midnight is gone and relief and rest are
lose at hahd. Hope, then, goaded, struggling
nd oppressed Cuba, Your midnight Is well n
Ugh passed. The southern cross Of despot-
sm begins to bend. Be hopeful, be vigilant, p
e valiant, be free 1t we're nobler to gather
o your long sleep upon the ridgey slopes of
oar own beautiful island. as the extinguisf1 g
d Spartans gathered at Thermopyle dead eI
St not conquered, than to live = race of Il
iaves- ILong-continued and enthusiastic Vi
pplaUse. :,
The Tribune's reporter, commenting d.
pon the effort and its effects upon the al
says: ~
The speaker was frequently interrupted :,
nth applause, which wAs sometimes almost .
esfening, and at the close of his speech Fl
and earnest plaudits greeted
in.
Il seems that our gifted Congressman j.
nOt OLiy able to bestir the enthusiasm 81
{ his sage brush eonstitaenss, but that Il
. p, ssesses toe magical power to
~~ken responsive emotions among the
psiden's Of the great metropolis. accus 8.
,sed, as they are, 70 hearing speeches r
'om the most finished aud eloquent IN
peak. - Of the country. We may well .
. proud of oar entire States represea ~
Of their eloquence, and
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