The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1875-04-13
An ELOQUENT TRIBUTE.

For beautv of conception and elegance of
d;cton we have rarely heard or read grander
.>o-o~o+;or than that Of the address delivered
sunday night at St. PAfrick's Hall by our
talented felow-citizen Major J. H. New
When the committee selected Major New as
the orator Of the occasion, they made most
happy choice, for right royalty did he fulfill
the duty assigned to him. His entire Grafton
was q noble tribute Of eloquence to the mem
ory of one whose life was sanctified by its
dedication to the holy cause of liberty. Major
News effort is beautiful wreath Of immor-
telles laid upon the tomb of departed worth,
and will aid in keeping fresh and bright the
memory Of one Of those "whose works do fol-
low them" We append selection from the
address and commend it to the perusal OF all
admirers of the elegant in thought and the
beautiful in language:
In the language of Grattan, speaking OF
Ireland e" Yet do not give up the country.
see her in a swoon, but she is not dead.
Though in tomb she lies helpless ana mo.
life and on her cheek a glow of beauty. Thou
art not conquered beauty's ensign yet IS
crimson on thy lips and in thy cheek, and
deaths pale dag is not advanced there. "
There ia no such thing in history as Lost
Cause If it be a right one True, the ends
aimed at NAV not be reached by its support
ers. The actors may stand before their
@ contemporaries as failures, or be branded as
felons or rebels by the victors
But the life Of the human race is q long
one. Hundreds Of thousands Of years man
ctr MIA
the position he occupies to-day. The temple
of liberty, like the rock Of the earth. is built
only by the deposits Of ages. The structure
is far from complete even yet. ireland to-
day is a very different Ireland from the one
that would have been had not John Mitchell
lived. Her sons are truer Irishmen from the
noble example he has left u.s. Her foes re-
spect her more because of him-his sufferings
and his DEATH His career, like gravity, draws
men nearer to the central point Of love OF their
fellows and love Of their country; and, as in
his own glorious language, "No cause is ut
terly lost so long as it can inspire heroic devo-
ton; no country is hopelessly vanqulshed
whose sons love her better than their lives.
To John Mitchell more than to any other
man of our day is due that IrishmeR love Ire
land, because it is Ireland; the right, because
it is right, regardless of the pain and suffering
to be endured in reaching it. And the world
knows its benefactor, rs the ancients knew
the Gods, though disguised as men. We may
mot recognize them when among us. When
thew are gone, the immortal is disclosed.
Among these, then, we class him in honor of
whose memory We are here to pay tribute.
And from this place we send forth our words Of
sympathy to those who mourn his loss in Ire
land and to those who mourn his loss as far
rs civiliz stion has reached.
We suffer in that he has been taken from
us in the midst Of the fight We are COM
forted that he fell as he longed to fall, with
his face to the foe, amid the incense OF battle
and with the sounds Of victory in his ears
And still more, our grief is assuaged that he
rests in Ireland; that the sod that covers him,
enameled with the shamrock, will be forever
green by the gentle rain that falls from Irish
skies: that the breeze that sways the ysw tree
above him will be the breeze that has como
from Irish hills and dwelt lovingly on Irish
lakes; that the footsteps that press to the spot
where he rests will DO the footsteps OF Irish
men and Irish women, or friends and lovers
of Ireland, who would pay their devotion to
the memory of one, not born for his race
alone, but for the poor, the down-trodden,
the wretched and the struggling OF every
Cline
And thera will his monument rise. Not to-
day, it may be. A monument like that Of
Emmet, to be built when Ireland is free. And
Ireland will be free. Her progress to that
consummation can no more be stayed than the
march of the world in its orbit by the cloudy
vapors or mis.s that encircle it. And when
the shouts of her enfranchised sons rend the
air in triumph over the prize of liberty Sc
cured, to no name will be ascribed more
honor, to no memory will be given more
gratitude, than to the memory Of John
Mitchell.