which cover the face of your soil, as well as those which lie hid in its bosom, are to be developed and gathered only by the skill and enterprise of men. Your timber, sir, must be worked up into ships, to transport the productions of the soil from which it has been cleared. Then, you must have commercial men and commercial capital, to take off your productions, and find the best markets for them abroad. Your great want, sir, is the want of men; and these you must have, and will have speedily, if you are wise.

3. Do you ask how you are to get them? Open your doors, sir, and they will come in! The population of the Old World is full to overflowing. That population is ground, too, by the oppressions of the governments under which they live. Sir, they are already standing on tiptoe upon their native shores, and looking to your coasts with a wistful and longing eye. They see here a land blessed with natural and political advantages which are not equalled by those of any other country upon earth; land on which a gracious Providence hath emptied the horn of abundance, a land over which Peace hath now stretched forth her white wings, and where Content and Plenty lie down at every door!

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4. Sir, they see something still more attractive than all this. They see a land in which Liberty hath taken up her abode, that Liberty whom they had considered as a fabled goddess, existing only in the fancies of poets. They see her here a real divinity; her altars rising on every hand, throughout these happy states; her glories chanted by three millions of tongues, and the whole region smiling under her blessed influence.

5. Sir, let but this, our celestial goddess, Liberty, stretch forth her fair hand toward the people of the Old World, — tell them to come, and bid them welcome, - and you will see them pouring in from the north, from the south, from the east, and from the west. Your wildernesses will be cleared and settled, your deserts will smile, your ranks will be filled, and you will soon be in a condition to defy the power of any adversary.

6. But gentlemen object to any accession from Great Britain, and particularly to the return of the British refugees. Sir, I

feel no objection to the return of those deluded people. They have, to be sure, mistaken their own interests most wofully; and most wofully have they suffered the punishment due to their offences. But the relations which we bear to them, and to their native country, are now changed. Their king has acknowledged our independence; the quarrel is over; peace has returned, and found us a free people.

7. Let us have the magnanimity, sir, to lay aside our antipathies and prejudices, and consider the subject in a political light. They are an enterprising, moneyed class. They will be serviceable in taking off the surplus produce of our lands, and supplying us with necessaries, during the infant state of our manufactures. Even if they be inimical to us in point of feeling and principle, I can see no objection, in a political view, to making them tributary to our advantage. And, as I have no prejudices to prevent my making this use of them, so, sir, I have no fear of any mischief that they can do us. Afraid of them! What, sir, shall we, who have laid the proud British lion at our feet, now be afraid of his whelps?

PATRICK HENRY.

YONDER is a little drum, hanging on the wall;

Dusty wreaths and tattered flags round about it fall.

A shepherd youth on Cheviot's hills watched the sheep whose skin
A cunning workman wrought, and gave the little drum its din:
And happy was the shepherd-boy whilst tending of his fold,
Nor thought he there was in the world a spot like Cheviot's wold.
And so it was for many a day; but change with time will come;
And he (alas for him the day!) - he heard the little drum.
"Follow," said the drummer-boy, "would you live in story!
For he who strikes a foeman down wins a wreath of glory."
"Rub-a-dub! and rub-a-dub!" the drummer beats away -
The shepherd lets his bleating flock on Cheviot wildly stray.
On Egypt's arid wastes of sand the shepherd now is lying;
Around him many a parching tongue for "water" faintly crying:
O, that he were on Cheviot's hills, with velvet verdure spread,
Or lying 'mid the blooming heath where oft he made his bed!

Or could he drink of those sweet rills that trickle to its vales, Or breathe once more the balminess of Cheviot's mountain gales! At length upon his wearied eyes the mists of slumber come, And he is in his home again till wakened by the drum! "To arms! to arms!" his leader cries; "the foe the foe is nigh!"

Guns loudly roar, steel clanks on steel, and thousands fall to die. The shepherd's blood makes red the sand: "O! water — give

me some!

My voice might reach a friendly ear

-but for that little drum!"

'Mid moaning men, and dying men, the drummer kept his way, And many a one by " glory" lured abhorred the drum that day. "Rub-a-dub! and rub-a-dub!" the drummer beat aloud The shepherd died! and, ere the morn, the hot sand was his

shroud.

And this is " glory"? - Yes; and still will man the tempter

follow,

Nor learn that glory, like its drum, is but a sound — and hollow.

CLIII.

CAIUS MARIUS TO THE ROMANS,

IN REPLY TO OBJECTIONS TO HIS GENERALSHIP.

1. You have committed to my conduct, O Romans, the war against Jugurtha. The Patricians are offended at this. "He has no family statues!" they exclaim: "he can point to no illustrious line of ancestors!" What then? Will dead ancestors, will motionless statues, help fight your battles? Will it avail your general to appeal to these in the perilous hour?

2. Rare wisdom would it be, my countrymen, to intrust the command of your army to one whose only qualification for it would be the virtue of his forefathers; to one untried and inexperienced, but of most unexceptionable family; who could not show a solitary sear, but any number of ancestral statues; who know not the first rudiments of war, but was very perfect in pedigrees!

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3. Truly, I have known of such holiday heroes, raised, because of family considerations, to a command for which they

were not fitted, - who, when the moment for action arrived, were obliged, in their ignorance and trepidation, to give to some inferior officer - to some despised Plebeian the ordering of every movement.

4. I submit it to you, Romans,-is Patrician pride or Plebeian experience the safer reliance? The actions of which my opponents have merely read, I have achieved or shared in. What they have seen written in books, I have seen written on battle-fields with steel and blood. They object to my humble birth. They sneer at my lowly origin. Im'potent objection! Ignominious sneer! Where but in the spirit of a man can his true nobility be lodged? and where his dishonor, but in his own cowardly inaction, or in his unworthy deeds? Tell these railers at my obscure extraction, their haughty lin'e-age could not make them noble, my humble birth could never make me base.

5. I profess no indifference to noble descent. It is a good thing to number great men among one's ancestry. But when a descendant is dwarfed in the comparison with his forefathers, nobility of birth should be accounted a shame rather than a matter of boast. These Patricians cannot despise me, if they would, since their titles date from ancestral services similar to those which I myself have rendered.

6. And what if I can show no family statues? I can show the standards, the armor, the spoils, which I myself have wrested from the vanquished. I can show the scars of many wounds received in combating the enemies of Rome. These are my statues! These, the honors I can boast of! Not an accidental inheritance; but earned by toil, by abstinence, by valor, amid scenes of strife and carnage; scenes in which these effeminate Patricians, who would now depreciate me in your esteem, have never dared to appear, no, not even as spectators! Here, Romans, are my credentials; here, my titles of nobility; here, my claims to the generalship of your army! Tell me, are they not as respectable, are they not as valid, are they not as deserving of your confidence and reward, as those which any Patrician of them all can offer?

PARAPHRASE FROM SALLUST.

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