The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-03-04


selves He reasoned we'll when ne
said, If they can fight thus in a fer
elSn country, they can fight as vel
for their own firesides." The French
revolution had not succeeded as its best
wishers had expected, but 1t demon
strated one fact-the power and the
ability of the people when united tC
overcome any force that monarchica
institutions could bring against them
That Emmett was a student of the
French revolution and it's methods, is
shown in one of the quotations made
IN his speech, when he said, speaking
of France, Caesar crossed the Ru1i-
con, in one hand his sword, in the
other his commentaries. So France
wades through a sea of blood in one
hand she holds the sword, and in the
other she holds aloft her literature
ABOVE the contamination Of the food.
Emmett lived in the days when the
Irish parliament had just ceased to
exist, when the last shred of liberty
had been torn from Ireland, when she
was indeed chained to the Wheel OF
woe. He was old enough to have stood
In College Green amid that great con-
course when\the news was announced
that the commons had voted away the
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body unequaled in it's history before
and since. which bore upon its records
such giant names as Grattan, Curran
and hosts of others-a body that first
said to the world that the Jew and the
Catholic should be emancipated and
allowed to vote-a body that ranked
among its members orators, poets
statesmen. scholars. the greatest in the
world. Emmett was old enough to have
sat in the galleries and listened to
those inspiring debates, those floods of
oratory unequaled before or since
that breathed the spirit of national in
dependence and the liberty of man.
With his patriotic heart it is natural
that he should have said to himself,
My country should be free" He gazed
upon her past glories, her present mis-
cry. and the prosperous future that
might be hers by the united efforts of
her sons. Her past glories-they were
written and sung and spoken of from
end to end of the world. He beheld the
ruins of her castles and her seats Of
learning, that spoke of the greatness
of the men that had gone by. He
knew that her bards, her men Of learn
ing, her priests, her scholars, were
known in every part of Europe, aye,
even in the days of EmDR or Charlie
magne. He knew that thousands of
years before, when all Europe was in
darkness, his native land was noted
for its learning. He could not help but
contrast that picture with the condi-
tions that he beheld round him. He
saw his country with all the facilities
which a prosperous country could have
-harbors where the ships OF the world
could ride great rivers for commerce,
wonderful water power lands rich and
fertile, with a brave and valiant peo-
pie; yet she fell behind while all the
nations of the earth went marching on.
He. poet-like, applied to her the touch
stone of nationhood, and the response
came back that his native land needed
but the arm of the believer to lead her
out of the house of bondage and into
the land of promise.
His country had all the requisites of
great nation--song. literature, states
men, warriors, men who knew how to
hold the pillow or to WELD the sword
her songs the sweetest the world had
ever heard-her literature the product
of men like Oliver Goldsmith and
who wrote Sweet
Auburn, loveIiest village of the plain, -
and the Vicar of Wakefield" Alas,
their songs We're sung and the fruits of
tneir genius given LoLth pe g5 az
amen SKY! Fof they were 1oIceu ny
bread in the land of the stranger.
Her statesmen in his time were
amongst those VINO stamped Ehslanu
destiny. Amongst many others that
might De mentioned, IheIe are wv
that i've TO-DAY as tull OF lie anu gaory
as lhey were century dSo' 4Iey
i've not because OF their names Dul
because OF the fruits OF genius ana the
principles ana craftsmanship that tneS
lett nehlnd them. ana THESE are the
TWO lrlshmen, Edmund burke ahC
Rlchafd Brinsiey Shefldan' VI mel
warriors, ireland mas ever peen proud
She has given to the world soldiers
men who knew not what fear was, anc
never knew when they should yield.
Emmett had but 10 look on the maj
of Europe, and there on every field was
written in their hiocd the story OF theil
deeds OF nigh daring. Of bravery; but
alas! like the gallant Sarstleid, the only
ebbed away, was that if was not sheG
for TreIandt In Emnet's, dav tbe plo.
ries Of Fontenov We're freshly remem.
bered and the crv With which the Trisl
soldier sprang upon his foe @Dowr
With the Ssssenagbii' II stiIl bronobt
the throb of low and the flush Of prid,
to tho heart and cheek of every trut
Irishman.
Fin met reelected unon thasa thing,
and remembering that s.1Whn would h
free. themselves must strike the blow ;
he raised his arm and struck one hIo1
for the freedom and the liberty of ire
land. He failed hut in thai faiI,,r,
gIorlous mas pcen ms reward, Tor ht
mas ieaGneu iIllllo o., he is gone
~ JUN llidL p8nu Oh heroes whose ploot