» « = » -^ "CVk " • !• t. 4 :.. o o o > ^ . . s * A 'o, » ,0 .0 ^x. ,0^ 0"''='- '^- ^<^^ .^'•. ^^^"^^ -:^^^,^' ^^ '^^^^^ J^^ '^iw^ : %^ :mi/>^^ \/ ;^^^'- ^..^ ■^ t? ^ ", I ADDFiESS DELIVERED BEFORE THE , - ^ NEW-EK GLAND SOCIETY OF SOUIH-tAROLLNA, u OK THK 22(1 DECEMBER. 1820. BEING THE TWO HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY OF THE Landing at Plymouth Off THE ^^^VESTORS OF JVEfF EJ^GLdJ^T). Bv WILLIAM CRAFTS, Esc^.-A Membes. I love thee, thou Land of ihe rocks and the mountains, Tho' the snows that invest thee have exiled the vine ; I love thee, tho' icicles bar up thy fountains. For still thro' the coldness of these dost thou shine. <(riEiarMtoti : PRINTED FOR THK SOCIETY: By Itiumas B. Steplitns, No 8, Tradd-street. 1S2Q. 'lOb%S>S' '^^ /IYk. 79 GENERAL SULLIVAN. OF MASSACHUSETTS, THIS LITTUQ JBFFOBT i^ IMSCULBED*. ;i race. And w liy should not that happen; nations are not immoitd. Greece — beloved Greece, whose language is the nomenclature of nearly all that we know — whose institutions were the models of nearly all that we enjoy — whose heroes the portraits of nearly all that we admire — Greece is no more — her land is prostituted by the foot of the Turk and the song of Lord Byron. Rome, after all her noble lessons and examples of public spirit — after the production of her immor- tal Code — after blessing the world with Cicero, enough of himself to embalm a world — after her magnificent achievements in the beautiful arts, did not the Barbarians destroy her ? And shall ignorance alone stalk in triumph on the earth, and shall not the Savage yield in his turn to the tide of civihzation — What is there to redeem these from the mortality of nations ? In the long lapse of ages what have they done for the improve- ment of mankind ? Nothing. What for the culti- vation or adornment of the earth ? Nothing. What for their own amelioration or happiness ? Nothing. What is their occupation p The chace — What their delight? Indolence. What their warfare ? Strata- gem. What their faith ? Duplicity. What are they ? What they were. V^ hat will they be ? What they are. Will they never improve ? No, never. The Sun and the Stars, the sentinels of Heaven, watching human improvements on earth have scarcely detected them in a solitary etfurt. To assign to tiie indiaos V3 an indetinite longevity would be to arrest the molloH and mutability of Earth and its empires. Yet in their history there will remain redeeming virtues. Many a Monarch might covet the noble constancy of Mon- tezuma, and the pure fame of Massassoit — and many a maiden cnmlate the sweet acts of Pocahontas. The Pilgrims of Plymouth formed the nucleus around which ulterior accessions grew, and CApand- ing became the Colonies of New-England. 1 hey purchased from the Indians their rights, real or imagi- nary, and James the First came with tardy reluctance into the confirmation of a settlement, whose birth had been obnoxious to him. Their religious inde- pendence soon led them to political inquiries. How difficult it is to stay the hand, that lifts but half a veil. Curiosity is like light, once give it admission and it penetrates every where. Charles the First called the Plymouth Colony a factious set. They began it is true, with denying hereditary right unless it were accompanied by hereditary talents and hereditary virtue ; and whether we look to Virginia or New- England, we find the same spirit and the same de- claration of the right of self-government in the Colo- nists themselves. It required little sagacity to discover, that the British yoke would be borne no longer than it was comfortable, being regarded as an ornament, and never suspected to be a chain. It was accordingly broken into atoms, and the lightning, that destroyed it while it revealed the Independence of America, awoke the sleeping lions of liberty throughou t the globe. If, on this day, after the lapse of two centuries, one of the Fathers of New-England, released from the 5leep of deatli, could re-appear on earth what would 14 Jje his emotions of joy and wonder! In lieu of a, wilderness, here and there interspersed with solitary cabins, where life was scarcely worth the danger of preserving it, he would behold joyful harvests, a population crowded even to satiety — villages, towns, cities, states, swarming with industrious inhabitants, hills graced with temples of devotion, and vallies vocal with the early lessons of virtue. Casiing his eye on the ocean, \>hich he past in fear and trembling, he would see it covered with enterprizing fleets re- turning with the whale as their captive, and the wealth of the Indies for their cargo. He would be- hold the little colony wbicli he planted, grown into gigantic stature, and forming an honorable part of a glorious confederacy, the pride of the earth and the favorite of Heaven, lie would witness with exulta- tion the general prevalence of correct principles of government and virtuous habits of action ; how gladly would he gaze upon the long stream of light and renown from Harvard's classic fount, and the kindred springs of Yale, of Providence, of D irt- mouth and of Brunswick. Would you fill his bosom Avith honest pride, tell him of Franklin, who made the thunder sweet music, and the lightning innocent fire-works — of Adams, the venerable sage reserved by heaven, himself a blessing, to witness its blessings on our nation — of Ames, whose tongue became, and has become an Angel's — of Perrv, " Blest l)v his God with ont- iilustnous day, A Rlize of Glory, <.re lie p, ssed a\VH\ •" And tell him. Pilgrim of Plymouth, these are thy de^ scendants. Show him the stately structures, the splen- did benevolence, the masculine intellect, and the sweet hospitality of the metropolis of New- England. Shew him that immortal vessel, whose name is synoniraous with triuaiph, and each of her masts a sceptre. Sho^r 15 him the glorious fruits of his humble cnterprizc, and ask liirn if this, all this be not an atonemf iit for his suf- ferings, a '^compense for his toils, a blet^sing on his ef- forts, and a heart-expanding triumph for the Filgrmi adventurer. And if he be proud of his offspring, well may they boast of their parentage. The descendants of New-£ngland, wherever situ- ated, must regard with sympatliy the land of their Ancestors, and look back with pride upon their com- mon origin. The statesman can fmd no brighter ex- am[)le of union, strength and harmony than that, under which these early associates grew into celebrity and pov, er. They knew not sectional di" visions — they were one — the strong supporting the weak, the weak confiding in the strong. They were ivise — but alas, wisdom belongs to poverty and dan* ger, and not to pride or prosperity. In the happy days of our Republic we seem to be losing sight of the cardinal points of happiness. Local jealousies darken the political horizon,and fill it with dismay. The startling question of Missouri, teeming with unknown and unimagined issues — whence did it arise and where will it eventuate ? It did not arise in iNevv-England. The North and the South, like physical extremes, have the same tendency and re- semble each other. This evil spirit, for so we may call that, which has grown so suddenly and darkly over us, blending in new combinations all the elements of discord, origi- nated, it is believed, in the intermediate States. — Speaking of it as men unacquainted with its views, , but having every thing to dread in its progress, may we not say, that to question or to assail the early and sacred compromise of our confederacy seems to be no more honest, tiian to a«saiJ or invalidcUe hiAvful rights — no more generous, than to taunt the unfortu- nate with their cjndidon — no more patriotic, than to deny one's allegiance, and no more humau, than to provoke the worst of civil wars. If these inquiries grow out of a love of power, it is that species of power which, as Pythagoras remarks of gold, im- properly acquired, had better not be acquired at all. If it be humanity, it is the humanity of fratricide ; there is too much darkness in the color of their chari- ty, and too much distance in the scope of its relief. Let us hope, that we have mistaken the motives and object of these painful discussions. Let us hope, that our Statesmen, on all subjects of national concern, will look to the interests of the whole and of each other. The warrior disdains domestic weapons — the Statesman should despise local prejudices; and it is a triumph unworthy of honorable ambition to crow over Achilles by pointing at his heel. Gentlemen of the New-England Society : — Un- connected with New-England by birth, I yet owe to it my name, and in justice to its inhabitants have penned this imperfect sketch. It is the record of ac- tive and persevering virtues, such as fdled up and adorned and endeared the long life of your late worthy President and benefactor.* I miss from^ among you his venerable form — -He rests from his benevolent labors. The useful only have a right to iive, and sweet is repose after honorable toil.. What is life ? But a pilgrimage under an uncertain sky, through dangerous paths, over obstacles fearful to encoimter and diificidt to remove. What is life, \iai a pilgrimage ? wiiicii is happy only, when it is over. * Xa\hanicl PnsscH. Esq. deceaserl. 3477-61 Lot-19 V /\ %iW^ ^% ^^p.^ /\ %^^^ ":^^^ ^ ^% "-^^^ ^.^^"^^ "^N^.^ - ■' ■^■ v^ <^ ;■ . (TV n^ C^» <0^ ^$W(' .<{; A"" . A ■r^ a\ •^^ <;^ .*# kjj», • .a." >0^ ^: " ^ ;?'* J .* -c^ ^ ^i^. >' ^^^ ^' .H °^ ^0^ ^-^ •- .N * ^ '(TvV, >^ ^,