The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1876-03-02

mix in human gore to wash that down.
Really, no parallel can be drawn. The
life of one makes crooked diverse line
to moral decency, while the line of life of
the other is drawn by the golden rule,
and therefore, by any of the known laws
of mathematical demonstration or dctini-
ton no two lines can be parallel when
one lies wholly without the plane of the
other, and, bear this truth in mind, they
can never meet, not even at intinity IT.
self In the closing years of his life,
when his great Master Spirit was about
to burst its poor tenement of clay pre-
pared to wing its triumphal flight to that
'country from whose bourne no traveller
returns" he remains the same grand
character-a hero, statesman and a
Christian-and even when dying, with no
abatement of patriotism and devotion to
that country he loved so well and served
so faithfully, he summoned his heirs to
whom he entrusted his sword, enjoining
them "never to take it from its scabbard
but in self.defence, or in defence of their
country and her freedom" and when
thus drawn to sheathe it not while insult
ing foe withstood, or if to fall and perish,
fall with it in their hands, Noble, SUBJ
lime, patriotic sentiments Let the his
torian re-record it; let sagcs commend
rate the illustrious, the greatest Ameri.,
can of all and when time in her onward
flight shall grow weary with her perpet-
ual course, and the moon and stars burn
out with age, and the sun himself shall
wane in the heavens, and the earth shall
heave to and fro in her orbit like a tenn.
pest-tossed ship, let the world rise up and
exclain: Np
s'His life was gentle; and the elements
So mixed in him that Nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, This was a man ="
But, MIR. President, "can hattery soothe
the dull cold ear of death," and shall we
spend our whole time in eulogizing the
dead? We have another work to do.
Let me ask you to listen to the voice of
duty when your down-trodden State calls
to be remembered in the celebration OF
this anniversary. And let me ring in
your ears tonight that for the Democrats
of South Carolina to leave her in her
present disgraceful situation is to dis
honor the name of Washington, your
fathers graves, your sages and statesmen,
been made sacred BY the blood Of heroes,
and is to- dishonor all that is noble, pure
and good in civilized people. Let me
send back the answer, we will remember
the insults heaped upon thee, thy strong
provocations, thy deep burning wrongs,
though all the political demagogues of
Radicalism should rise in one solid
phalanx to oppose. Let us wipe away
from the table of our memories all trivial
fond records, all saws of books, all forms,
all pressures past that our youth and OBJ
serYation have copied thereon, and let
the commandment of duty to our state
live henceforth alone within the book
and volume of our brains, unmixed with
bascr matter And if / forget the land
of our nativity, let my right hand forget
her cunning. If 1 do not remember thee,
let my tongue cleave to the roof OF my
mouth; if [ prefer not South Carolina
above every other land. J. Then let us
turn to a subject with which. we are all
more familiar, and one in which our
present interests as we'll as our future
hopes are at stake. South Carolina is to
be redeemed. She must be rescued from
the clutches of her political plunderers.
She is once more to take her place on the
role of the mother of statesmen and
heroes. Then sound it from mountain
to sea-board democrats to the rescue P'
Citizens, one and all, our interest is the
interest of Carolins, her chief interest is
to get rid of those who have heaped dis
grace and ruin upon her fair name.
Then how is this to be accomplished ?
Let our actions at the next election show
to the world we are not barbarians, nor
thieves, nor corruptionists, nor do we
offer a premium for such. The Radical
party in South Carolina for the last eight
years has been compounding felony, and
has offered premiums for vice, corruption
and roguery. hate to charge the Dem
ocrats with inconsistency, but they are
guilty of gross inconsistency, for, to q
certain extent, unwittingly, however,
they have approved of it by helping to
bring forth the hateful hybrid coalition,
which is as hollow as the Trojan horse OF
old, the belly of which is filled with the
vilest and most unscrupulous 'knaves OF
the Radical party and short-sightsd
Democrats. Never let us be guilty. OF
admitting it within the citadel of Democ-
racy again. But do it, and down to the
bottolnless pit of Radical infamy lYou
place your State. t..s :.es, !. -a--
South Carolina has two records-one
of which, the last, is aliving disgrace
the other is as bright and glorious as the
noonday sun. can have no sympathy
with the man who refuses to cherish the
records of her worth and deeds of chival.
nv. When the sword of the immortal
Washington flashed in the sunlight for
freedom, striking terror and dismay into
the hearts of his enemies, our ancestors
echoed back from mountain to main, the
immortalized sentiments, "giye me llber,
ty or give me death |" That echo still
fingers among the hills of the Blue Ridge
-methinks I can hear yelling up from
the bottom of each Democratic heart
present tonight the Democratic words oi
| OLD fdCTlCK deuisj SivS iuS AtDSv "
give me deathp And let that echo ring
from every. mountain, hill and valle;.
and let it watt on every breeze until
every man in Carolina swears the reign
of corruption shall cease.
The way in which a people speak Of
their native country is sure criterion Of
their love, patriotism and. devotion to
that country. AL men like to speak o.
that which affords them pleasure, let II
be the love of money, the purer love Of
woman, or the love of country. The en-:
thusiastic youths ofGreece, standing amid
her classic groves, loved to sing Of glory
and of Greece. Are we less patriotic, OF
have we less love of country than they
. "Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Whs never to himself hath said
This is my own my native land"
If there be such here:
.'Thc wretch concentrated all in self
Living shall forfeit fair renewn,
And doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonorcd and unsung."
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