Year: 1861

calls him a submated madman. His ultraisn
is just the opposite of Wendell Phillips's
Hear him, and hide your diminished head


1t is well for him Lincoln) that there is q
popular movement in the South opposed tc
his ascension to the chair of State 1t will
save his head For rest assured, my country
men, that if the South shall prove herself So
demoralized and degenerate, so lost TO honor
and to shame, as not to resist to the very
death this crowning outrage upon her honor
and her rights, more than one American
Brutus would emerge from the moral degen-
eracy of the times and the effeminacy of the
age to wipe out the foul stains of his coun-
try's pollution, and wrest her proud escutch-
con, at the dagger's point, from the Vandal
grasp of the servile despot. More than one
Mutius ScGvoia would enter the desecrated
temple of liberty and strike the vile miscre-
ant dead, dead, dead, in his tracks, if need
be. If no other arm could be found to conse-
crate itself by the "high deed"-this arm
never raised against mortal man "save in
self defense"-this arm-white with inno-
cence and unstained with the "frst blush of
crime, would leap to the high resolve, and
plunge the brave dagger to the innermost
depths of the craven heart of the periured
knave. Having done this should feel that
had committed no crime l should feel
that deserved well of my country and all
mankind. For l shall have saved from dis
honor that glorious "Old Arm Chair over
which the raven wing of Black Republican
ism has never hovered, and in which guilty
shame has never sat-that chair, consecrated
by the virtues of Washington immortalized
by the intellect of jefferson, and ilustra ted
by the valor and heroism of a jackson. Hav-
ing saved my country from this deep and
damning disgrace If perchance | might es-
cape the halter or the bullet of the lurking
foe, | would live on in the calm serenity of a
conscience void of offense assured that | had
acted well my part in the great drama of
life. But if should fall-if the scaffod or
the dungeon should betide me, would die in
the full assurance that posterity would vindi-
cate the integrity of my motives, and rescue
my name through all time from oblivion.
No, my countrymen, l would never die.
Caesar had his Brutus-Charles the Second
his Cromwell" and Abraham Lincoln will
have his assassin whenever he attempts to
stain with his foul touch the consecrated
Chair. Events will have eliminated, and
the Southern storm will have gathered such
force aud violence before the 4th of March,
that Mr.. Lincoln and his friends will see the
utter madness of attempting such an insane
act as an inauguration in the city of Wash
ington. The entire South will be drawn off
in deadly array, and he will be confronted
at the banks of the Susquehanna.


But the Union shrieker and the hating pa-
triot and The miserable submissionist are look
ing forward to an amicable adjustment of the
existing difficulty. Vain hope! Delusiye
dreami


You lean on a reed that soon will part


And send its shivers to your heart.


The hour is at hand. 1t is now proper to
break the enamel, and throw off the disguise
1 tell you, citizens of Charleston, what told
you Immediately after the nominations, that
no compromise viii be accepted by the South,
She has been already drenehed, drugged,
surfeited and poisoned with compromises
They have ever been a "fraud and cheat
upon honor and her purse Besides this, the
quarrel is vital. 1t reaches far over society,
Government and morals. Compromises can
not reach it, and trucking submission will
only aggravate it. All the troubles chat
lower upon our house" are fruitful offspring of
compromises The South hates and she will
spurI them.


We have not toiled and worked and labor
ed up to this golden moment, fortwelve long
years, amid the taunts and leePs and curses
OF trucking submssionists at home and
braggart abolitionists abroad, to end it with
compromise. We did not commence the
good work for this we had other and loftier
ends in view. We have brought the even to
its birth, and it must and will bring forth
abundant fruit; the harvest is now at hand
and the reapers are ready. The body poll
tic is deeply, vitality diseased unto death.
The disease is incurable, and requires stern
er remedy than palliatives. The sharp knife
of the surgeon must be applied. Nothing
else will do.


The animosity is irreeoncilaLle, and the
conflict irrepressible; and despite all your
efforts to the contrary, the vain palliatives
of the demagogue, the shreks and tears of
Union savers, the curses and prayers of halt
ing PATRIOTS and the struggles and death
throes of effete and dying parties, must and
will eventuate in the blood-roar of revolu-
ton. The Union is now dissolved-to- day
South Carolina went "full tilt" out of de-
based and demoralized Union. The sun of
the 18th of December, 1860, went down last
eve on the cloven monarchy-it will rise on
tomorrow, upon the glittering peaks of
glorious Southern Confederacy, whose future
stretches far over Cuba, Mexico and Central
America


Yes, my countrymen, South Caroliua-the
young morning star of American glory-has
to-day, bid farewell-a long farewell, to an
ignominious Union, to seek elsewhere, by her
own strong arm and determined will, an
asylum from outrage. violence and wrong.
She will not long be alone in her glory. Be-
fore another moon shall hang her pale cres.
cent in the midnight heavens star after star
will shoot from their discordant spheres, un-
til tae whole Southern hosts will follow in
her radiant wake, and sing together the
"gloria u, ercetSiS" of their second birth-a
birth of the spirit and of fire. The spirit of
n is abroad in the land, animatng every
Southern heart and the baptismal fires of
the Revolution are descending