The Newtown bee., 1892-07-08

can feed the world. Take single illus tration. We raised 2,5O0, ,000, 900 bushels of corn, last year, worth $500, ,000, ,0O0. We can't appreciate those figures, but, to transport that corn to the seaboard, would require train of 3,000,000 cars, loaded with 700 bushels each, drawn by 50, ,000 locomotives and requiring whole year to pass single point.
 In the 400 years that have passed since Columbus discovered this new land, so marvellous has been our progress that our people, to-day, numbering one fif- teenth of the inhabitants of the globe, nevertheless do one third of it's mining, one quarter of it's manufacturing, one fifth of it's agriculture and own one sixth of it's wealth.
 Again, that flag stands for 8 nation that is to be the arbiter of the worlds great problems. We occupy position between the two great oceans, with 5000 miles of water between us and the en- tangling alliances of Europe. We are cosmopolitan in our national character and are peculiarly fitted to cope with the great problems which are to make the next quarter of century one of rev. olution. The conflicts between king and subject, between capital and labor, be- tween liberty and oppression, begun among the teeming populations of Eur ope, are to be brought at last for solu- tion to this free republic, where the law abiding, liberty loving spirit of the American people is to render the final adjustment. All over this land, free speech and free press are dealing with these questions as they can be dealt with nowhere else on earth. In the old world, these social agitations become in the final arbitrament question of bull lets; here they become a question of ballots. 'Tis hopeful sign when these struggles between capital and labor, be- tween the rich and the poor, become an issue in our politics. The contest will go on in agitation and debate. It may test our institutions, as they have never been tested before, but my faith stretch es to the end. The decision of that high court of arbitration, where the Ameri- can voters are to be the jurors, will be in it's last sober thought wise and conserva- tive. One by one, these questions will be settled. I believe that the one be- tween capital and labor will be the first to receive decision. I believe that de- cision will be, labor and capital both are free In this land; that the very spirit of our institutions is fair play; that the &C., cursed boycot has no place on this side the Atlantic; that any institution, be it trades union, or Knight of Labor organi- zation, which orders a laboring man, like an obedient dog, to work or strike, at the dictation of labor committee, or Grand Master Workman, is in the end a tyranny more oppressive than that of capital or monopoly.
 Oh, my friends, ours is the blessed privilege of citizenship in this free re- public. Tremendous responsibilities are ours. We hold in trust goodly herit- age. 'Tis ours to enjoy, ours to enlarge, ours to transmit. We welcome the op- pressed of every land, come they from the vine clad hills of Germany, from the cloudless skies of Italy, or from the ever green isle of Erin. We exact one condition alone. They shall come to uphold, not to destroy our blood bought institutions. There is no room for the red flag of anarchy in this free air. The stars and stripes alone can wave from the green harbors of New England to the golden sands of the peaceful ocean. No institutions but those that recognize the equality of all can find a home any where here from the lakes to the gulf. We stand at the dividing line between the first and second century of constitu- tional liberty. No clouds above, no con- vulsions beneath. We hear the tramp o1 coming millions. Into their hands we must commit our glorious ship of State, her anchor weighed, her armor bright, her sails all set, her chart and compass clear and true, her gallant pennant fly l ing to the breeze. We stand to-day up- on her deck. We wish her favoring winds, gentle waves and a long and prosperous voyage.
 "Sail on, oh, tair and dauntless ship, sail on, Meath cloudless skies or tempests dark as night,
 Sail proudly on forevermore."