fuse heap of extinguished barbarisms. Prepare for the possible fate
of Christian Spain; for a slave-market in Philadelphia; for the Alhambra
of a Southern caliph on the grounds consecrated by the domestic virtues
of a long line of Presidents and their exemplary families. Remember the
ages of border warfare between England and Scotland, closed at last by
the union of the two kingdoms. Recollect the hunting of the deer on the
Cheviot hills, and all that it led to; then think of the game which the
dogs will follow open-mouthed across our Southern border, and all that is
like to follow which the child may rue that is unborn; think of these
possibilities, or probabilities, if you will, and say whether you are
ready to make a peace which will give you such a neighbor; which may
betray your civilization as that of half the Peninsula was given up to
the Moors; which may leave your fair border provinces to be crushed under
the heel of a tyrant, as Holland was left to be trodden down by the Duke
of Alva!

No! no! fellow-citizens! We must fight in this quarrel until one side or
the other is exhausted. Rather than suffer all that we have poured out
of our blood, all that we have lavished of our substance, to have been
expended in vain, and to bequeath an unsettled question, an unfinished
conflict, an unavenged insult, an unrighted wrong, a stained escutcheon,
a tarnished shield, a dishonored flag, an unheroic memory to the
descendants of those who have always claimed that their fathers were
heroes; rather than do all this, it were hardly an American exaggeration
to say, better that the last man and the last dollar should be followed
by the last woman and the last dime, the last child and the last copper!

There are those who profess to fear that our government is becoming a
mere irresponsible tyranny. If there are any who really believe that our
present Chief Magistrate means to found a dynasty for himself and family,
that a coup d'etat is in preparation by which he is to become ABRAHAM,
DEI GRATIA REX,--they cannot have duly pondered his letter of June 12th,
in which he unbosoms himself with the simplicity of a rustic lover called
upon by an anxious parent to explain his intentions. The force of his
argument is not at all injured by the homeliness of his illustrations.
The American people are not much afraid that their liberties will be
usurped. An army of legislators is not very likely to throw away its
political privilege