tained by every man who would see America proving faithful to the cause of her glorious Revolution.

Fellow Citizens, I have detained you long, and you, as well as I, are, no doubt, fatigued. But I have felt it due to the cause which assembles us together, this day, with calmness and yet with earnestness, to state as clearly as I could the real nature of the contest in which we are now engaged. I have felt that this contest is the same with that in which our fathers took their part, sixty-four years ago, that it is no ephemeral contest, no contest about men, nor about offices; but about great and everlasting principles. I have wished to show you that the election which approaches, marks a crisis not less important than that which our Fathers met, and met so nobly. I have wished to show you that more than yourselves are interested in the contest now going on between whigs. and democrats, more than your posterity, more than your whole country. In the fierce controversy now raging from one end of the Union to the other, entire Humanity again mingles, and takes part. The cause of modern civilization is to be decided next November, at the American ballot box. There is to be fought the great battle for the race. Every American citizen is a soldier in the grand army of Humanity, or in the ranks of her enemies. Not often does it fall to the lot of us, human beings, to be actors in so great a struggle, not often are so high and so awful responsibilities imposed upon us.

I have wished to make this felt; and I have wished also to ascertain over which of the two camps into which the whole American people are now drawn out, floats in the breeze the broad banner of Humanity, the banner of civilization, of freedom, of God. I see that banner. I see it floating over the camp of the democracy. They to-day are the army of mankind, they fight for the race, for truth, for freedom, and my heart leaps to join them. There in their camp, under their tents, in

their ranks, should every true American say, is my place, and there will I do my duty come what may.

And float in triumph, too, shall that broad banner. Slow and toilsome has been the progress of the race; oft has it been defeated; oft has it been driven back; oft have its serried ranks been broken, its forces scattered, and its cause trampled in the dust. But ever has it rallied anew to the contest. Never has its courage failed, and never shall fail. It rallied anew sixty-four years ago, and bid the world hear and respect. It rallies again to-day, and utters its manifesto, and on the altar of millions of beating hearts, swears it will march to victory. Humanity stands now on a vantage ground. Fear not then for the result. Soldiers, in the army of Humanity, Soldiers for freedom, for progress, for right, for man, to your posts. Above the din of battle hear a voice cheering on to the combat; coming from the degraded millions of the old world, from the nations trodden down by kings, hierarchies and nobilities. They call to you; they bid you be true, true, for their emancipation as well as your freedom depends on the issue of the battle you are about to give. Hear them, and let your hearts be firm, and your arms strong. The spirits of your fathers are with you; nay, the spirits of all who have bled for freedom from Marathon, Platea and Salamis to Bunker's Hill, and Saratoga, and Yorktown, are with you, animate you to combat, fight with you, and will secure your triumph.

THE END.