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fumes more nerolc, nor could we point TO one IN
Ithe worlds history whose name better deserves 10
be embalmed in the hearts of Americans. True,


she was born in far-of land. She and has father
were foreigners" and so were all ours, if We
lgo back few generations. Besides, she had
sprung from that brave, and generous, bul bleed
ling island, whose green earth has, for six long
centuries, been wet with the tears of her sons
lShe had fled, with the one she loved, from the
cold iron grasp of despotisnn, and committed her


all upon the wide ocean, to find new but distant
Iworld, where she hoped the flower of liberty
would grow and shed its perfume, Her pure
land lofty spirit breathed from the soul of her boy


and no finer scene in all our annals will be found


by our future historic painters, than the parting


moment at the threshold of her humble dwelling,


when this more than Spartan mother pressed the
young soldier to her bosom, and sent him to fight
the battles of her adopted country, with the bes-
lsings of an irish mother upon his head The
future conqueror and President was proud of this


Irish mother till the day he died. We know not


where she sleeps; but the American people will


one day find her tomb, and cover it with honor.


Blessings on thee, mother, wherever thy grave be


made! Future times will love thy name Bles-


sings, too, upon thy green isle and thy generous
tpcoplel When the news Of our fathers strug-


gle with thine ancient foe reached thy shores, The


pious among thee fled to the altars of the God of


battles TO pray for us-thy old men, into whose


souls the iron had entered, wept TO think they


could not come and nerve their arms in our cause !;


and the young man left the home of his fathers


to come and die under our young eagle. And


when at last the news came that that protracted


struggle was crowned with victory shout Of Joy


went up to Heaven from thy beautiful island, and


thy people extended their hands in gratitude for


the asylum we offered them.


Others may deny thy afflicted children some of


the sweets of that liberty their very fathers help


ed ours to win; but never did the son of the Irish


mother frown on thee-never will we frown on


thy children. God speed the day of redemption


for thy brave and beautiful people


| With what admiration and wonder would that


youthful soldier have been regarded, had it then,


been known that Heaven was training him up for
! his glorious destiny that a shield which could


not be transfxed was to be borne before him in


battle by an invisible but Almighty hand that
| God, who had written in his eternal councils a


glorious history for our republic yet unborn, was
preparing him, as he did his chosen captain who


led his chosen people into the promised land. But


Thou art gone to the land where the patrarchs sleep


and we will remember thy counseIs when we
gather around the dying pillow OF father-we
can give no pledge so sacred. Let u.s. then, read


his farewell address on all our great anniversaries
let print it in letters of gold, and hang it up
over our children and, when We die, leave it to
them as rich legacy for their latest descendants.


So deeply did General Jackson sympathize
with the feelings of the great mass OF his fellow.
citizens, their welfare lay near his heart, and
so deeply were they persuaded of all this that his
principles and his policy have been wrought into
the very framework of society and of govern
ment. There is no danger that the present gen
Grafton will deviate from them. Time which
tries all things human, and under whose mysteri-
Gus irresistible stroke everything falls but truth
time, the great regulator Of human opinon-has
uttered its decisions, and the great political mea-
sures and principles Of General Jackson are now
established, and his administration has been in
corporated into the history of his country The
issues he made, no other man of his times would
have dared to make; no other man could have
carried through. He knew that the people had
called him to the control of the government
and, when he took his post and laid his hand up
on the helm, the result proved that he was pilot
that could outride the storm. Successive admins
trations and Congresses had been brought under
the sway of that vast consolidated structure off
power, the United States Bank; and by fattery,
frowns, favors, and intimidation, all its demands
had been complied with. The idea of arresting
the almost irresistible match to universal power
of that fearful institution, was regarded, by nearly
all parties, as the dream of heated imagination
Its very organization gave it the control of the
nation, With branches in every State, it could
gut the streets of every city in the Union with
tuOuCy OlO Va keI So compete
ly the next that even the laboring man was OBJ


iged to 60 from his days toll to his home with
out the reward of his labor The man who had
not farthing of property in the world, could
with the favor of director president, go out of
the bank and fix the price of the poor mans labor
make bread dear or cheap the same day.
There never was, even under the Roman empire.
when liberty was bloted out, and few men in
Rome held the destines of the world in their hands,
a more perfectly organized system of power
Four great roads led out of Rome, over which /
couriers flew to the four quarters of the globe.
and in ten days the edict of clique of men in
Rome was executed in every province, and be-
came law to two hundred millions of men. The
central bank at Philadelphia was the fountain
from which streams flowed over the length and
breadth of the land. The policy, the edict of
one man, whose iron sway was never resisted
could in ten days, carry distress into the family Of
every poor man in America. The influence of
that bank was felt at every baot-box in the coun-
try. 1t was not confined either to one continent.
1t extended its surveillance around the globe.
Nicholas Biddle fixed the price of cotton at Liv-
erpoo, of produce in Brazil, and of tobacco in
Amsterdam. His word could food the NJ York
market with money or bread, with the manuEac-
lures of gland, or France, or India At his bid
ding the wings ofcommeree dropped, and thou.
sand vessels were urrigged in our docks; word
would send them all to sea again. It was the
boast of that man that he could make war and
make peace-that no man could be elected with