duty, and the result will not be doubtful. And let all who
believe that "Americans ought to rule America," take courage--"the skies
are bright and brightening."

As it regards MR. FILLMORE'S Americanism, _that_ is settled--he has been
a Protestant American _fifteen years in advance_ of the party, as it now
exists. The Hon. J. T. HEADLEY, Secretary of State of New York,
delivered a speech at the Capital of his State, March 7th, 1856, in
which he spoke of Mr. Fillmore in the following language:

"Now, in the first place, he was an American years before those
who denounce him ever thought of Americanism. The Police
constable of Newburg elected last year on the American ticket,
told me, that years ago, when that well-known conflict occurred
between the citizens of Buffalo and the foreign population,
that a combination was formed called the "_American League_."
The members of this League entered into _a solemn compact to
stand together and fight together for the rights of Americans_.
This constable was at the time an humble mechanic in Buffalo,
and he said that _he constantly met Mr. Fillmore (who was a
member of that League with him) at the Council Room_. Thus you
see that those who would arrogate to themselves the title of
Americans, and yet carp at Mr. Fillmore as wanting in American
sentiment, are really recent volunteers compared with him. Mr.
Fillmore carried his American principles still farther and
became (so an officer in the same order informs me) _a member
of the United Americans_. He has always been a true American,
_he is now, and ever will be_, and is worthy to move at the
head of the glorious column over which floats the flag bearing
the inscription, 'Americans shall rule America.'"

After the defeat of MR. CLAY, in 1844, MR. FILLMORE addressed him this
noble _American_ letter:

"BUFFALO, Nov. 14, 1844.

"MY DEAR SIR:--I have thought for three or four days that I
would write to you, but really I am unmanned. I have no courage
or resolution. All is gone. The last hope, which hung first
upon the city of New York, and then upon Virginia, is finally
dissipated, and I see nothing but despair depicted upon every
countenance.

"For myself, I have no regrets. I was nominated for Governor
much against my will, and though not insensible to