in
God for the result."
After all this, our readers will be little surprised to find that a Mr
Gordon, from the rich and partially civilized state of New York, whose
commercial relations with us are of such magnitude and importance, makes
an ass of himself with the best of them.
"The next war with Great Britain will expel her from this
continent. Though a peace-loving people, we are, when aroused in
defensive warfare, the most warlike race ever clad in armour. Let
war come, if it will come, boldly and firmly will we meet its
shock, and roll back its wave on the fast anchored isle of Britain,
and dash its furious flood over those who raised the storm, but
could not direct its course. In a just war, as this would be on our
part, the sound of the clarion would be the sweetest music that
could greet our ears!... _I abhor and detest the British
Government._ Would to God that the British people, the Irish, the
Scotch, the Welsh, and the English, would rise up in rebellion,
sponge out the national debt, confiscate the land, and sell it in
small parcels among the people. _Never in the world will they reach
the promised land of equal rights, except through a red sea of
blood._ Let Great Britain declare war, and I fervently hope that
the British people, at least the Irish, will seize the occasion to
rise and assert their independence.... I again repeat, that _I
abhor that government; I abhor that purse-proud and pampered
aristocracy, with its bloated pension-list, which for centuries
past has wrung its being from the toil, the sweat, and the blood of
that people._"
Mr Bunkerhoff, from Ohio, and his people--
"Would a great deal rather fight Great Britain than some other
powers, for _we do not love her_. We hear much said about the ties
of our common language, our common origin, and our common
recollections, binding us together. But I say, _we do not love
Great Britain at all; at least my people do not, and I do not_. A
common language! It has been made the vehicle of an incessant
torrent of abuse and misrepresentation of our men, our manners, and
our institutions, and even our women--it might be vulgar to
designate our plebeian girls as _ladies_--have not escaped it; and
all this is popular, and encouraged in high places."
Mr Chipman, from Michigan, thus whistles
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