The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1876-10-03

and again. and say nothing. and som
are talking with wives, and endeayol
ing with brave words spoken in the ol
tones to drive from their hearts .th
awful fear. We see them part. w
s'e the wife standing in the door, wit
the babe in her arms, S,-standing in th
sunlight sobbing-at the turn of th
road hand waves-she answers b
holding high in her loving hands Tia
child. He is gone. aud forever.
We see them all as they marcl
prondly away under the Haunting flags
keeping time to the wild grand musi
OF war-marching down the streets o
the great cities-through the town
and across the prairies-down to tn
fields Of glory, to do and to die for th,
eternal right.
We go with them one and all. w,
are by their side on all the gofy feldl
In all the hospitals of pain-on al
the weary marches. We stand guard
with them in the wild storm and under
the quiet stars. We are with them il
ravines running with blood-in the fur
rows OF old fields. We are with them
between contending hosts, unable tc
move, wild with thirst, the life ebbine
slowly away among the withered
leaves. We see them pierced with
balls and torn with shells IN the trench.
es by forts, and the whirlwind of the
charge, where men become iron, with
nerves OF steel.
We are with them In the prisons OF
hatred and famine; but human speech
can never tell what they endured.
We are at home when the news come
that they are dead. We see the mai
den in the shadow OF her first sorrow.
We see the silver head Of the old man
bowed with the last grief,
The past rises before us, and we see
four millions OF human beings gov
rned by the lash--we see them bound
hand and foot-we hear the strokes Of
cruel whips-ws see the hounds track
ing women through tangled swamps.
mothers. Cruelty unspeakable Out
rage infinite !
-Four million bodies in chains-four
million souls in fetters. All the sacred
relations Of wife. mother, father, and
child trampled beneath the brutal feet
OF might. And all this was done under
our own beautiful banner of the free.
The past rises before us. We hear
the roar and shrek of bursting shell.
The broken fetters fall. These heroes
died We look Instead Of slaves we
see men and women and children. Inc
wand OF progress touches the auction
block, the slave pen, the whipping post.
and wc see homes and firesides and
school houses aud books, and where
all was want and crime and cruelty aud
fettcrs we see the faces Of the free.
These heroes are dead. They died
for liberty-they died for us. They
are at rest. They sleep in the land
they made free, under the flag they
rendered stainless, under the solemn
pines, the sad hemlocks, the fearful
willows, and ths embracing vines.
They sleep beneath the shadows OF the
clouds, careless alike of the sunshine
or OF storm, each in the windowless
palace of rest. Earth may run red
with other wars--they are at peace. In
the midst OF battle, in the roar of con-
flict, they found the serenity OF death.
[ A voice-"Glory." i have one sen
timent for the soldiers living and dead
cheers for the living and tears for
the dead.
THE BACHELOR CANDIDATE.
Samuel J. Tilden is an attorney; n
legal spider that weaves webs of tech
nonsst Incorporated flies. He has
stood on the shores of bankruptcy and
clutched the drowning by the throat.
samuel j. Tilden is a demurrer that
the Confederate Congress has filed
against the amendments to the Con-
stitution of the United States. Sam
uel j. Tilden is an old bachelor. In a
country depending upon the increase
of its population for its glory and
honor cheers and laughterl to elect an
old bachelor is a suicidal policy. Re-
newed and prolonged laughter. Think
OF man surrounded by beautiful wo-
men, dimpled cheeks, coral lips, pear
ly teeth, shining eyes; think of a man
throwing them all away for the EN-
brace OF the Democratic party.
Laughter Such a man does not even
know the value of time. Laughter.
Samuel j. Tilden belongs to the
Democratic party of the city of New
York. That party never had but two
objects - grand aud petit larceny.
[ Laughter. They rarely elect man
to office except for a crime committed.
They don't elect on a crime credit; it
must be on crime accomplished.
They have stolen every thing they
could lay their hands on, aud my God,
what hands! When they had stolen all
the people could pay the interes on
they clapped their enormous hands
upon their spacious pockets and shout
ed for honesty aud reform. Samuel j.
Tilden has been a pupil in that school.
He was reared in Tammany Hal, which
bears the same relation to the peniten-
tiary as a Sunday school to the church.
/ Applause. More than this, when
the rebellion began they called Union
meeting at Union Square in the city OF
New York. II was Of great importance
how the city OF New York should go.
No man refused to sign that petition in
the city OF New York but one aud that
man was Samuel j. Tilden. A man
that will not lend his name to save his
country never should be the President
of that country. You offered to give
your lives, aud he would not give his
infamous name.
Samuel J. Tilden said in 1860 81; ;
"Our fathers left revolution organized
in every State, so that whenever tho
public opinion Of the State, demands il
the State can snap the tie of con-
federation that binds il 10 the nation
the same az a nation can break treaty
and State can repel invasion" No
one ought TO be President who thinks
this nation is a cofederacy. No man
ought to be President who has said
this war is an outrage.
oBsrNAcY AND FIRMSEss.
When Tilden refused 10 give his
name Hayes offered 10 give his heart.
Hayes is q man Of learning, man Of
talent, OF firmness; do no say obsti-
macy. say firmness. Do you know
the difference between obstnacy aud
firmness? A firm man is a man who
stands up for the right because IL is
right; an obstinate man is q man that
wants his own way whether right or
wrong. Hayes is a firm man. In the
war he received many wounds in his
flesh but not a scratch 10 his honor.
Tilden received wound after wound In
his honor, but not scratch in his flesh.
Rutherford B. Hayes is a man OF spot.
less character--a character which rests
upon a spotless record. not upon Q
prospectus. Applause. Good char
acter rests upon what you have done,
not on what you say you are going e
do. Good character rests upOn q ful.