Little Falls weekly transcript. (Little Falls, Morrison Co., Minn.) 1894-19??, 1894-07-27
Ex-coNFEoEaATEs AND GROVER.
A;s 4 ia1stcr So Turkey Commended the As
-------- sassinatiQu Of Lincoln. -

r 6x-CoNFE3EaATES AND GROVER.
A;s minister So Turkey Commended the As
sassinaticn Of Lincoln.
Another gentleman has lately distin-
gulshed himself upon the platform by
his public utterances, by which he. has
attracted public attention. The Rev. R. /:
Z. Cave, as orator at the unyeiling Of a
monument to the memory Of the private
soldiers and sailors of the late confed-
eracy On May 80 at Richmond, proved
his fitness for the filling of some high
office Of trust and honor under the pres
ent administration. The attention of
President Cleveland is called to the fol-
lowing quotations:
II do not forget that a Herod was
crowned and Christ crucifed, and in
steadof accepting the defeat of the south
as defiant verdict against her record
it as but another instance of truth on
the scaffold and wrong on the throne"
Tremendous applause.)
No doubt the president can see his
way clear to confer some distinguished
honor upon this man, who compares the
martyred and lamented President Lin
who stands as the recognized power that
made possible the crucifHon of our
Lord
In order to show a reason for the
above statement, it is only sufficient for
us to quote a single instance where q
like favor has been conferred upon one
who seems to have won the distinction
necessary to make him a minister pleni-
potentiary Of the United States by pub
lie utterances very like those Of MIR.
Cave, although uttered many years ago
At the time of the assassination of Pres
ident Lincoln in April, 1866, a question
arose as to the disposal of the body OF
the assassin. Among the many sugges-
lions was one that it should be buried
at sea and thus prevent the possibility
Of monumenting the assassin.
A citizen of Texas, A. w. Terrell,
at that time penned the following lines,
which no doubt have added very largely
to the notoriety of Mr.. Terrell, which,
among other things, commended him to
Mr.. Cleveland when he selected him as
the minister of the United States to rep
resent our government at the court of
the sultan Of Turkey. Here is a man
who not only commends the assassin OF
President Lincoln, but who, in this
same poem, in the stanza next to the
last one, leaves the open threat that
such presidents in the future as do not
come up to the standard of Mr.. Ter
rell's hero will be visited with like
vengeance as that which awaited Presi-
dent Lincoln. We think it but proper
that the people Of this republic should
understand how in the present day mel
whose mouths are full of treason, whose
tongues give utterance to words that
ought to be forever deprecated by lovers
of liberty, are exalted. Treason, an
archy, communism, all seem to thrive
under the leadership of the present ad
ministration. We ask careful perusa
of MIR. Terrell's poem. Its beauty can
not hide it's ugly meaning:
! - Give him sepulcher
| Broad as the sweep
OF the tidal waves meaSureleSS motion.
In the arms of the deep
Lay our hero to sleep
| Mid the pearls of the fetterless ocean.
| It was liberty slain
| That so maddened his brain
! To avenge the dead idol he cherished.
| So tits meet that the main,
Meier curbed by chain,>
| Should entomb the last freeman now persisted
For the dust of the brave
Could not rest in the grave
| OF a land where blind force hath dominion.
| Then give him a grave
Underneath the blue wave
| Which the tyrants of earth cannot pinion.
He who dared break the rod
OF the blackamoor's god,
! All the hosts OF the despot defying,
! Could not rest meath the sod
That his minions had trod
| Who was shamed by his glory in dying.
Then hide him away
| From the sad eye Of day
| Mid the coral of sea green abysses.
Where the mermaids so gay.
! As they sport meath the spray,
May purple his pale lips with kisses.
| AS the ocean streams roll
| From the gulf to the pole
Let them adorn him with musical dirges.
| And the tempest shall roll
For the peace Of a soul
| More sublime than the sound of its surges.
! He hath written his name
| In bright letters Of fame
In the pathway to liberty's portal.
| And the serfs who now blame
Will crimson with shame
! When they learn they have cursed an immo1
! tai.
He hath died for the veal
! OF g. world meath the heel
! OF too many a merciless Nero,