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 UNITED STATKS OF AMERICA. 
 
 
 
THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
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 HISTORY OF THE UNITED STATES. 
 
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 Publishing House of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South. 
 
 Barbee & Smith, Agents, Nashville, Tenn. 
 
 1891. 
 
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 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 AGAINST SECTIONAL HATRED, IN FAVOR OF TRUTH, JUSTICE, 
 LOVE, AND FEDERAL UNITY. 
 
 Tlie facts, events, and scenes of The American Epic are ar- 
 ranged in chronological order fiom March 10, 1764, to October 1, 
 181)0. 
 
 The characters speaking are angels and demons, including: 
 
 Angels. 
 
 
 Demons. 
 
 Michael, 
 
 Abdiel, 
 
 Satan, 
 
 Mars, 
 
 Gabriel, 
 
 ZOPHIEL, 
 
 Baal, 
 
 AZAZEL, 
 
 UZZIEL, 
 
 Zephon, 
 
 Moloch, 
 
 Sera PIS, 
 
 Ithuriel, 
 
 ISRAFIEL, 
 
 Mammon, 
 
 Belial, 
 
 Raphael, 
 
 Zadkiel, 
 
 Belus, 
 
 ASMODEUS, 
 
 AZARIAS, 
 
 Ariel. 
 
 ClIEMOSH, 
 
 AZRAEL. 
 
 COPYIMUIIT, 1890. 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
 BOOK FIRST.— 1764-1766. Pace 
 
 Britain from Julius Caesar to George III.— William Pitt— 
 Grenville — The Stamp Act — America a Greater Britain — 
 Jamestown the Nursery of American Piety and Civiliza- 
 tion— New England's Enterprise— Virginia's Burgesses 
 the Firat American Legislature — All the Colonies Aroused 5 
 
 BOOK SECOND.— 1766-1773. 
 Satan's Soliloquy— Pitt Prime Minister— Gets Sick— The 
 Boston Massacre — Royal Piety— Death of AVhitefield 21 
 
 BOOK THIRD.— 1773-1776. 
 Chatham is "Junius"— Boston's Tea Party— The Boston 
 Port Bill— Virginia Fasts— The South Feeds Boston- 
 Gage Inclosed by a Human Wall— Dunmore Driven Out 
 of Virginia— Battle of Lexington— Battle of Bunker L[ill 
 — British Driven from Boston— Declaration of Independ- 
 ence — French Offers of Arms, Ammunition, Money 44 
 
 BOOK FOURTH.— 1776-1783. 
 
 Revolutionary Battles from Long Island to Yorktown — Suf- 
 ferings at Valley Forge — Plots Against Washington — Ar- 
 nold's Treason — French Co-operate at Savannah— At 
 Yorktown— Peace — Washington Resigns His Command. . 69 
 
 BOOK FIFTH.— 1787-1811. 
 Constitutional Convention — No Power to Coerce States — 
 Virginia Convention Disturbed by a Storm While Henry 
 Speaks— A Tribunate of States Desirable— The Bargain 
 between New England, Georgia, and the Caroiinas — 
 "Washington Inaugurated — Satan's Scheme for War Be- 
 tween the States— Jay's Treaty— Adams President— War 
 with France— Alien and Sedition Laws— Jefferson Pres- 
 ident — Louisiana Purchased— The Embargo— John Hen- 
 ry and New England — Madison President 90 
 
 BOOK SIXTH.— 1811-1829. 
 War — Battles from Tippecanoe to New Orleans— Hartford 
 Convention — Peace — An International Court to Prevent 
 War— Monroe President — Missouri Compromise — Florida 
 Purchased— Texas Given Away— J. Q. Adams President 
 —A High Tariff— Lafayette's Visit— Tariff Higher 115 
 
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4 CONTENTS. 
 
 BOOK SEVENTH.— 1829-18G0. page 
 Jackson President— A Gradual Eeduction of the Tariff— 
 A^an Biiren's Ascendency — Battle of San Jacinto — Van Bu- 
 ren President— Slade's Petitions against Slavery — Satan's 
 Boast — Harrison President — Tyler President — Texas to 
 Be Annexed— The Magnetic Telegraph — l*olk President 
 — Mexico Makes War — Is Conquered — Much of It An- 
 nexed — A Tariff for Revenue— (iold Discovered — Taylor 
 President — Fillmore President — Clay's Compromise — 
 Pierce President — Satan's Cyclone — Buchanan President 
 — The Dred Scott Decision — John Brown at Harper's Fer- 
 ry — Historic Discussion of Slavery 133 
 
 BOOK EIGHTH.— 1860-1862. 
 South Carolina Secedes — Argument on the Folly of Seces- 
 sion — On the Right to Secede — No Troops to Coerce States 
 — A Nation's Immorality — Argument on the Nature of 
 the Union — Lincoln President— Battles from Fort Sumter 
 to Fredericksburg— Criticisms on Generals 158 
 
 BOOK NINTH —1862-1864. 
 Battles from Fredericksburg to Nashville — Death of Stone- 
 wall Jackson — The Nortli Goes to the Bosom of John 
 Brown — Onward and Skyward at Lookout — John H. Mor- 
 gan — Georgians Banished from Their Homes as Chero- 
 kees Were — Argument against Arson — Naval Conflicts. . . 181 
 
 BOOK TENTH.— 1864-1868. 
 Bachman Ill-treated by Sherman's Hell-hounds— Richmond 
 Keeping the Sabbath— Ford's Theater — Johnson Presi- 
 dent — Davis a Vicarious Sufferer — Right or Wrong of Sla- 
 very—The Guilty— Retribution— Cruel Treatment of Pres- 
 ident Davis — Johnson Impeached — Alaska Acquired — 
 Fire in Chicago— Boston — The North-west— Retribution- 
 Black Friday— Tweed— Credit Mobilier— Grant President. 229 
 
 BOOK ELEVENTH.— 1876-1885. 
 Centennial Exhibition— Pittsburg Railroad Riots— Argu- 
 ment on Arson — On Labor and Capital — Taxation— Fi- 
 nance, etc. — Hayes President — Garfield President — Death 
 of Garfield— Arthur President— Burial of Emerson — The- 
 ological Arguments 229 
 
 BOOK TWELFTH.— 1885-1890. 
 Cleveland President — Reform in Civil Service — Discover- 
 ies and Inventions — Burial of Grant — Harrison President 
 — Michael's Sublime Visions of America's Future — Satan's 
 Threats and Predictions — Politics — Enrich the Poor 
 Without Impoverishing the Rich 255 
 
THE flMERICHN EPIC 
 
 BOOK FIRST. 
 
 Scene: Westminster Abbey. Time, early mominr/, March II, 1764. 
 Michael and Gabriel approach each other. 
 
 Gabriel. Hail, faithful leader of the heavenly hoot.j! 
 My loving comrade since creation's dawn! 
 At thy approach bright days of early years 
 Come tripping lightly from the silent shades, 
 Flitting with airy tread o'er memory's paths. 
 In their light footsteps comes the grand array, 
 The princely pomp, the brief magnificence 
 Of hoary nations that then claimed our care. 
 They rose, they flourished, fell, and are but dnst. 
 
 Michael. These are the tombs of kings and iamoiis men ; 
 Fortune's most flattered fav'rites molder here. 
 This is ambition's goal. Here ends the race ' 
 
 For wealth, for power, for ftime's green laurel-wreath. 
 Here human greatness shows its littleness, 
 And earthly glory ends in sordid dust. 
 
 Gabriel. Yes, Michael; guilty greatness has no dreams 
 Of heav'nly joy to cheer the sleep of death. 
 Hope holds no vigils where the wicked rest. 
 They will not wake to everlasting bliss, 
 ]S"or stand approved before the Judge of all. 
 
 Michael. To men this place is ancient. In its gloom 
 The ghosts of solemn centuries seem near. 
 To us 'twas but last week or yesterday 
 That Julius Ca>sar first to Britain came, 
 AVith conqu'ring legions to subdue its tribes 
 And to great Rome's vast cmjnro add their home. 
 
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6 THE AMEUICAN EPIC. 
 
 Gabriel. Trno, Michael ; but since then Teutonic hordes, 
 Danes, Scandinavians, and Scots, and Picts, 
 And cruel Norman conquerors, have slain 
 Unnumbered thousa^ids here, and fertilized 
 Their fruitful fields with blood. Yes, blood has flowed 
 111 copious streams through dreary centuries 
 Of fratricidal strife. War's iron hoof, 
 Tj-ampling on civil law, has crushed in dust 
 All sacred human rights; with impious tread 
 Profaned all holy places. Peace perished. 
 Peligion hid in humble cottage homes. 
 Where heavenly light still glimmered mid the gloom. 
 Justice was outraged — fled beyond the seas. 
 And bleeding freedom followed in her train. 
 The hand of industry was paralyzed. 
 The wheels of progress clogged. Art lanj^uishcd, 
 AYhile star-eyed science, shuddering and dismayed, 
 Took refuge in far-distant Moslem lands. 
 
 Michael. But now how changed ! These happy islanders 
 Shed no fraternal blood. Justice protects 
 All classes : the prince, the peer, the peasant. 
 Law, liberty, and love enthrone themselves 
 In hearts that thrill with joyous gratitude. 
 Pcligion kindles pure celestial fires 
 In princely palaces, in humble homes, 
 In gorgeous temples, and in darksome mines. 
 Her hymns of praise ring grandly through the land, 
 And float toward heaven on every breeze that blows. 
 Britannia's watery walls, by hearts of oak 
 Well guarded, give calm security to 
 Peaceful homes against all foreign nations. 
 A native king sits on her royal throne, 
 And hurls defiance at her every foe. 
 lie wields his scepter over distant lands 
 In all earth's continents. Fair, fertile isles 
 Of all the sunny seas obey his laws. 
 In widening streams w^ealth from the Indies flows 
 To fill his coffers and extend his sw^ay. 
 This busy London, central mart of trade, 
 Most active ant-hill of the human nice, 
 
WESTMINSTER ABBEY. 
 
8 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Outgrows all cities earth has ever seen. 
 In days to come so great will be its growth 
 That Paris, Pekin, Sankin, Jeddo, Eomc, 
 Might all be piled in splendor on its plains, 
 Lost in the pomp of its magnificence. 
 How wonderful this little island world ! 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, thy wisely spoken, truthful words 
 Befit the tongue of one who long has watched 
 The rise and fall of empires. But yesterday 
 Bhnd folly aimed a blow at human rights, 
 That soon shall echo loudly round the world. 
 If I forecast aright, 'twill break the tics 
 That bind Americans to England's throne, 
 And la}^ in rightful, honest principles 
 The firm foundations of a government 
 Better than earth has ever known before. 
 Its peaceful flag shall float triumphantly 
 O'er sea and land through all the hemisphere 
 Columbus found by sailing westwardly. 
 This mighty nation, now in embryo, 
 Shall be a " Greater Britain," which in time. 
 By the attraction of its excellence, 
 Shall draw admiring millions to its shores. 
 And neighb'ring nations to its kind embrace. 
 Till myriads of enlightened freemen join 
 To honor law and banish tyranny. 
 
 Michael. Gabriel,why should not Britain still hold sway, 
 Guiding America with gentle hand 
 Through peaceful paths to glory and renown ? 
 Why should they not munificently m^rch 
 Together, scattering blessings round the world ? 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, they should, but selfishness forbids; 
 Few self-centered fosterlings of hell 
 May yet involve two continents in war, 
 And rend the grandest empire under heaven. 
 This nation had for its Prime Minister 
 Wise Ayilliam Pitt. His statesmanship 
 Made no mistakes. 'Twas such as wo behold 
 
PITT S ADMINISTRATION. 
 
 In saintly Daniel at the Persian court. 
 He found his country fleeing from her foes, 
 To he the prey of harpies in her home; 
 Corruption's vermin in her ulcers fed; 
 No hand was raised to Iiolp her in distress. 
 He to her rescue rushed to bring relief, 
 
 ALFRED THE GREAT. 
 
 And heal the fest'ring wounds from which she bled. 
 The venal fiictions fled before his frown, 
 The cringing courtiers from his shadow shrunk. 
 His patriot voice called heroes, and they came, 
 To marshal armies and command his fleets, 
 Giving him victories on land and sea. 
 
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 He brought the nation to the highest pitch 
 
 Of unexampled grandeur and renown, 
 
 And would have held the vantage he had gained 
 
 Had not the youthful king, by Satan moved. 
 
 Dismissed the minister whose mighty mind 
 
 O'ershadowed royalty and with strong hand 
 
 Heroically saved country and king 
 
 From self-inflicted ruin and distress. 
 
 Then came the pressing need of untold wealth 
 
 To settle debts, and meet the urgent claims 
 
 Of bold, insatiate, fawning favorites. 
 
 Commerce with open hand would have paid Pitt 
 
 All needed revenues, trusting his plans 
 
 To pay her back again a thousand-fold, 
 
 By fost'ring trade in cv'ry distant mart; 
 
 But blund'ring imbeciles are in his place. 
 
 Grenville proposes awkward robbery, 
 
 And through the Parliament asserts a right 
 
 To tax the colonists without consent. 
 
 Not merely once a year, but ev'ry hour 
 
 Of ev'ry busy day, the Stamp act taunts, 
 
 And aggravates the honest man it robs. 
 
 'Twill hound him through the avenues of trade, 
 
 Track him to legal courts with steady step, 
 
 Intrude upon his happy nuptial hours, 
 
 Pursue him to his solemn death-bed scene, 
 
 Nor let him will his fortune to his heirs, 
 
 Without this sad humiliating sign 
 
 Of his own degradation in the act. 
 
 Let us away to climes beyond the waves 
 
 And watch the storms that rend this mighty State. 
 
 Michael. Gabriel, not now. I go at duty's call 
 To distant Asia, where Britannia's flag 
 Floats o'er the sunny shores of Hindostan. 
 It now protects the selfish sons of trade, 
 But in the happier days of years to come 
 One-third of Asia's children shall with joy 
 Serve the Lord Jesus under its broad folds. 
 A year from now that western hemisphere 
 Shall claim attention through its vast extent. 
 
THE AMERICAN CONTINENT. 11 
 
 I will examine it from pole to pole, 
 
 And from the centers of surrounding seas, 
 
 On what day shall we meet? and at what place? 
 
 Gabriel. Let us meet May the first, and at the place 
 "Where the first British settlement began. 
 Till then, farewell. But who are these we see 
 Moving so orderly at early dawn ? 
 
 Michael. 'Tis the two Wesleys and their followers, 
 Going to worship God at break of day. 
 These arc the servants of the Lord. Farewell. 
 
 Scene: Jamestown, Va., May 1, 1765, at sunrise. Gabriel and 
 Michael approach. 
 
 Gabriel. Hail, Michael, of created princes chief! 
 Please tell thy thoughts of this grand continent. 
 And the great nation that shall flourish here. 
 
 Michael. Gabriel, since last we met, this hemisphere 
 Has been my constant study. I have seen 
 Its boundless oceans, fertile isles, vast lakes, 
 Broad bays, safe harbors, long peninsulas 
 Its lofty mountains; rich, productive vales; 
 Its wide savannas, decked in Eden's bloom; 
 Its tow'ring forests, lifting giant arms 
 To prop the clouds and draw their moisture down 
 On fruitful plains, where plenty ever smiles. 
 Here bounteous nature gathers ample stores 
 To feast her ev'ry tribe that treads the ground, 
 Or cleaves the ambient air on buoyant wing, 
 Or glides in glory through the sparkling waves. 
 With steadfast gaze I've watched where rippling rills 
 On lofty mountains m the frozen north 
 Make pathways for themselves through frowning rocks, 
 To seek the company of limpid streams. 
 That hasten to unite with rivulets. 
 That gently moving claim companionship 
 With grand, majestic rivers on their march 
 T' assuage the burning thirst of sunny climes. 
 Intensely interested, I have traced 
 The mountain ranges that direct the course 
 
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 Of healthful currents of the atmosphere. 
 
 I've seen the arctic icebergs moving down, 
 
 To meet the genial warmth of tropic streams, 
 
 And lave these favored shores with waves of health. 
 
 The earth, the air, the w^aters teem w^ith food; 
 
 Exhaustless mines of ore lift up the hills. 
 
 Inviting industry to gather wealth. 
 
 Internal commerce may be limitless, 
 
 And claim with ease the commerce of the world. 
 
 Earth's grandest seat of empire here is found. 
 
 Tell me, dear G-abriel, of the men who claim 
 
 This happy land and its encircling seas. 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, the swarthy tribes Columbus found, 
 Self-doomed, seem swiftly journeying to death. 
 The white man's vices, added to their own, 
 Hurry them downward into gaping graves. 
 Yet a small remnant may be saved by grace. 
 Pitt, in his day of power, subdued the French. 
 Spain, trembling, saw her colonies submit, 
 And must have yielded all, if England's king 
 Had not dismissed his mighty minister. 
 But Spain decays, and England's son]s hold sway. 
 Here is the spot where English piety 
 First claimed this hemisphere for the most high. 
 Here liberty and law came hand in hand 
 To plant an Eden in the wilderness. 
 Here hol}^ faith and hope and love and truth 
 And lofty honor firm foundations laid 
 For a great nation ; noblest, grandest, best 
 Known to the world through all its centuries. 
 Beligion here lit her first altar fires. 
 Built her first temple on this continent. 
 Where English hearts might worship the Great God. 
 Here Western savages bowed suppliant knees, 
 And meekly claimed the Saviour as their own. 
 From this bright spot went forth with joyous smiles 
 All human excellences, leading on 
 All Christian graces to exalt mankind. 
 In their fair footsteps rose on every hand 
 Such habitations as the angels love. 
 
VIIiGINTANS BRING RELIGION, 13 
 
 Having for inmates earth's most noble men, 
 And women loveliest of all the race. 
 From these have sprung the principles and men 
 That are to govern this delightful land. 
 What think you of our nascent nation now? 
 
 Michael. Gabriel, I am most hopeful of its growth 
 In all that God approves and men admire, 
 But lead me now where I myself may see 
 The rock on which the Plymouth pilgrims stood 
 When they first landed in America. 
 Was it not there that English liberty 
 First found a home upon this continent, 
 And English Protestants first worshijied God? 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, 'tis so reported, but not so. 
 That far-famed rock defies the howling storms 
 That beat in fury on New England's coast, 
 Five hundred miles away, far to the north. 
 I knew that earth and hell had long proclaimed 
 That Plymouth Eock was freedom's natal home, 
 And pure religion's earliest cradle-bed. 
 But marvel much if Heav'n has been deceived! 
 'Twas not in heaven that you were so informed ? 
 I knew it could not be. Such history 
 May have been taught at Harvard or at Yale. 
 Those grand old schools where wise men of the East 
 Proclaim New England's glory and renown, 
 May have taught this so long, so heartily 
 That they believe it in their inmost souls; 
 But long before the Pilgrim Fathers left 
 The muddy shore of Holland Eobert Hunt 
 And his co-laborers had worshiped God 
 And planted churches in this colony. 
 Where prayer and praise and God's most holy word 
 Drew forth the inmates of a thousand homes 
 Whene'er a Sabbath brought relief from toil. 
 Such happy homes earth never saw before. 
 Jn them religion wore no scowling frown, 
 But sweetly told of love and hope and joy, 
 While smiles of God lit with celestial rays 
 
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 The glowing face of hospitality, 
 
 Who stood with open door and beck'ning hand, 
 
 While plenty welcomed every joyful guest. 
 
 These pioneers of English liberty, 
 
 These missionaries of the faith of Christ, 
 
 Had founded Churches, opened courts of law; 
 
 By vote had chosen representatives 
 
 To the first Legislature of the West, 
 
 Established civil liberty, and won 
 
 Their Indian neighbors for the Lord before 
 
 The famous Ma^-tiower sailed across the deep. 
 
 Michael. Then it was not on famous Plymouth Eock 
 Eeligion, liberty, and civil law 
 Began their grand career in Western wilds ? 
 
 Gabriel. No, Michael ; but permit me now to say 
 All honor to the men of Plymouth Rock ! 
 New England has no need of stolen fame. 
 Ten thousand glories sparkle on her brow. 
 Fame's greenest laurels bend above her head. 
 Her restless industry, inventive skill, 
 And boundless enterprise have made a world 
 Pay tribute at her gates. Her busy hand 
 Planted a fair and fruitful paradise, 
 Where barren rocks and sterile sands 
 Frowned on a stormy coast. In distant seas 
 She sought and found rich floating mines of wealth; 
 Transferred the yellow treasure to her ships. 
 And bore it safely to her busy ports. 
 All coming generations of her sons 
 Shall sing her well-earned praises through the world. 
 But in this sisterhood of colonies 
 Are others high in honor and renown. 
 Fair Georgia, youngest of the family. 
 Was nurtured in the lap of piety. 
 Is heir of Oglethorpe's heroic zeal. 
 Of Whitefield's eloquence, and Wesley's prayers. 
 The Carolinas, wise, polite, and brave, 
 Blend Huguenot and Scotch and English blood. 
 New Jersey, Delaware, and Maryland, 
 
ANCESTORS OF AMERICANS, 15 
 
 In all the Christian virtues panoplied, 
 Eepose in loveliness by their broad bays. 
 Great Pennsylvania grows rich and strong 
 With Grerman industry and Quaker thrift. 
 New York can boast the brave and valiant blood 
 That drove the Spaniards from the Netherlands. 
 These embryonic States draw vital force, 
 Hereditary virtues, and the strength 
 Of Christian principles from numerous lines 
 Of grand old ancestors. Here meet and join 
 The Norman, Saxon, Celt, the Cavalier, 
 The Covenanter, Roundhead, and the Welsh; 
 French Huguenots, brave Irishmen and Swedes, 
 Heroic Poles, Swiss, Germans, Hollanders — 
 All sons of liberty in union joined. 
 
 Abdiel approaches and addresses Michael and Gabriel. 
 
 Abdiel. Hail, holy princes of the hosts of God! 
 To meet you here gives unexpected joy: 
 Your presence fills all places wilh delight. 
 At your approach all anxious cares depart, 
 Gay smiles irradiate the cheeks of time. 
 And make them glow with dimpled, youthful charms, 
 While gleeful gladness sports with playful hours. 
 But now your presence is most opportune : 
 I need instruction and enlightenment 
 On great events transpiring in this land. 
 Portentous gloom seems gathering around, 
 As if preceding mighty earthquake throes. 
 Alarming rumblings break upon the ear, 
 And startling tremors shake the solid ground. 
 Throughout the north, excitement rules the hour. 
 The Stamp act rouses men to mutiny. 
 Here order reigns. These people live at ease; 
 In quiet dignity they dwell at home. 
 They have no grievances to madden them. 
 Hereditary hatreds they have not. 
 They are the favored subjects of their king, 
 His " Old Dominion " is their lovely land. 
 If they demand, the vStamp act perishes, 
 And mild conciliation rules around. 
 
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 Ilapp}', unselfish, prosperous, polite. 
 
 They have not hastily provoked the king; 
 
 And on a simple question of finance 
 
 Would freely grant him more than he would ask; 
 
 But on a point of honor or of right 
 
 Their indignation flashes into wrath. 
 
 They know their rights, and, brave in their defense, 
 
 Would meet defiantly a world in arms; 
 
 Or, moved by sympathy for other men, 
 
 Their gushing blood may flow in plenteous streams. 
 
 This day Yii-ginia's House of Burgesses 
 
 Convenes at Williamsburg in high debate. 
 
 Ithuriel went thither yesterday 
 
 To witness the proceedings of the day. 
 
 Gabriel. Let us go now to see what they will do, 
 And listen to the matchless orators. 
 
 Scene : A street in Williamsburg. Afternoon of May 1, 1765. Ithu- 
 EiEL meeting Michael, Gabriel, and Abdiel. 
 
 Ithuriel. Comrades, I greet you with intense delight. 
 The legislators of this colony 
 Have tilled us with astonishment to-day. 
 Your wisdom may inform my ignorance 
 On the great themes discussed by statesmen here. 
 The House of Burgesses denies the right 
 Of Parliament to tax the colonies. 
 They boldly and defiantly demand 
 That the most odious Stamp act be repealed. 
 One of their orators made such a speech 
 As shook the ground beneath King Grcorge's throne, 
 And startled nations by its mighty force. 
 Men shuddered as they heard the brave man say 
 "Ca>sar his Brutus had, and Charles the First 
 His Cromwell, and George the Third " — then treason 
 Rang out loudly on the air. Defiant 
 Stood the orator to say : " George the Third 
 May profit by their fate." Then scornfully: 
 " If that be treason, make the most of it." 
 In former times such fearless words as these 
 
VIRGINIA 'S MA TCHL ESS S TA TESMEN, 17 
 
 Took off the heads of those who uttered them ; 
 
 But now they bring the hope of better days. 
 
 You are too late to hear their great men speak, 
 
 But see, they come this way. What men they are! 
 
 Eome never had in her heroic times 
 
 A Senate such as this. Britannia's lords 
 
 Arc dwarfed by these great statesmen of the West. 
 
 There is George Wythe, and Eichard Henry Lee, 
 
 George Nicholas, and Edmund Pendleton, 
 
 John Eandolph, Peyton Eandolph, Colonel Bland, 
 
 And Carter Braxton ; and there the hero 
 
 Of the present hour, bold Patrick Henry, 
 
 Orator unequaled, whose thunder tones 
 
 Shake kingdoms and arouse a wond'ring world. 
 
 And there George Washington, grandest of men. 
 
 Behold that tall, slim youth, thoughtful and grave, 
 
 Too young to be a burgess at this time. 
 
 That's Thomas Jefferson, whose honored name 
 
 Shall echo through the ages as the friend 
 
 Of equal rights against all tyranny. 
 
 And there are others worthy of all praise. 
 
 Ye sapient leaders of angelic hosts. 
 
 Toll us what mean these movements of mankind? 
 
 Will God forsake and turn against King George? 
 
 Will Britain ftxU like Babylon or Eome ? 
 
 Will God raise up a nation on these shores? 
 
 Michael. God will not utterly forsake the king 
 And the great country over which he rules, 
 But they will lose these prosp'rous colonies — 
 Just retribution for their many sins 
 Against their brethren of this Western world. 
 God will raise up a nation on these shores, 
 And give to it the half of this round world. 
 The western hemisphere shall bo its home, 
 But all mankind shall gladden in its smile. 
 Humiliation is proud Albion's doom. 
 But God has wondrous work for her to do. 
 She and these daughters she so rashly spurns 
 Shall long stand side by side in truth's defense, 
 And bless the world with Christian principles. 
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 Gabriel. Comrades, what has been witnessed here to-day 
 Begins a union of these colonies. 
 The cities have been ringing muffled bells, 
 Mourning for liberty by Britain slain. 
 The Congress at JS'ew York with potent voice 
 Shall call her back to life, and bid mankind 
 liejoicing gather to enjoy her smile. 
 Till then we part to go where duty calls. 
 
 Scene: Trinity Church-yard, Broadway, New York, by moonlif/ht, 
 December 31-January I, 17GG. Gabriel, Ithukiel, Abdiel, Uz- 
 ziEL. A clock strikes twelve. 
 
 Gabriel. Another year has passed. Its hanty steps 
 Have left deep foot-prints upon Time's rough road, 
 Its busy hands have forged enduring links 
 For destiny's bright chain, binding with gold 
 In loving union these rich colonies. 
 Its voice has roused the sons of liberty 
 From Southern Georgia to the coasts of Maine. 
 
 Ithuriel. Brave Patrick Ilenrj^, in Virginia's name, 
 First hurled defiance at the robber hosts 
 Of venal lords and commons and their king. 
 Millions, responding to his thunder tones, 
 Caused quailing minions of despotic greed, 
 Though backed by Britain's might and majesty, 
 To throw up their commissions, and with haste 
 Forsake the hateful ways of infamy. 
 
 Uzziel. Here in New York the craven officer 
 Gave to the city council his vile stamps. 
 Thus do the people triumph o'er the king. 
 
 Abdiel. Gabriel, what next ? Shall war with cruel hand 
 Spread desolation o'er this AVestern world ? 
 
 Gabriel. Abdiel, not yet ; this law will be repealed, 
 And but for stubborn pride and selfish greed 
 A happy reconcilement might take place. 
 King George means to be better than he is. 
 If he could be a private citizen, 
 He would appear to be a model saint, 
 A Christian gentleman to bo admired. 
 
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 He frowns on vice, is honest, truthful, chaste. 
 
 Hates war, aims not at conquests, loves England ; 
 
 But he thinks a kiug must rule : a king must 
 
 Be obeyed, must overawe his subjects. 
 
 AVith this in view, he bi'owbeats wiser men, 
 
 And those he cannot frighten tries to buy. 
 
 He thinks men have their price and are for sale, 
 
 From basest menials up through ev'ry rank. 
 
 'Tis even whispered he will try to buy, 
 
 With a poor, paltry earldom and kind words. 
 
 Great William Pitt, the grandest of mankind. 
 
 The king spends thirty millions annually 
 
 Buying white free-born native Englishmen. 
 
 That he may have more money to buy men, 
 
 Inflicts the slave trade on his colonies, 
 
 Tramples on law and right and common sense 
 
 By taxing those he has no right to tax. 
 
 The venal Parliament, like cringing slaves. 
 
 Wait on his royal will for smiles, for wealth, 
 
 For titles, honors, and for offices. 
 
 The vilest of them all have English pride; 
 
 With fancied self-sufficiency look down 
 
 On all who were not born on English ground. 
 
 The wealthy nobles may not sell themselves 
 
 For filthy lucre, payable in coin ; 
 
 But if a farthing added to their tax 
 
 Would save from ruin a whole continent. 
 
 They would resist it to the last extreme, 
 
 JSTor pay a copper till the law com2)elled. 
 
 The laborer may toil in agony. 
 
 Till bloody sweat breaks forth from every pore; 
 
 Taxes may kill him if they may escape. 
 
 What if the Hindoos starve, the negroes sink < 
 
 Beneath old ocean's waves, in frontier homes 
 
 Fair women lose their scalps, so Britain's wealth. 
 
 Her glory, and renown be the result ? 
 
 Ahdiel. Gabriel, there must be better men than these. 
 Or Sodom's fate would overwhelm the land. 
 
 Gabriel. Yes, Abdiel, there are thousands who believe 
 In God, in Christ, in Christian principles ; 
 
20 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 But most of these so idolize their king, 
 Their Parliament, and their own native land, 
 That all who dare resist them are despised. 
 The few true friends the colonies can claim, 
 They count upon the fingers of a man. 
 Pitt, Shelburne, Conway, Barre, and Oglethorpe, 
 With Burke and Camden faintly following, 
 Compriye the names that dare to sympathize. 
 Unthinking miUions live and toil and die, 
 Leaving their offspring following in their steps. 
 Such is the best of human governments. 
 Is it not time a better should arise ? 
 
 Ahdiel. Yes, Gabriel, this broad wilderness shall bloom, 
 And this shall be the grandest of all lands. 
 God sifted Europe for the best of seed, 
 To plant a nation he will own and bless. 
 All human excellences here^hall meet 
 Under divinest blessings from on high. 
 Earth shall behold with wonder and delight 
 And holy angels guard its happy homes. 
 Let us depart each to his proper work. 
 But see the j^atriots Jay and Livingston ! 
 They've watched the old year out, the new year in. 
 
BOOK SECOND. 
 
 Scene: GamhrelVs Hill, Richmond, Va., March 1, 17GG. Satan's 
 ^Soliloquy. 
 
 Satan. Remorse ! remorse ! remorse ! Fierce, horrible, 
 Insatiate liarpy preying upon guilt. 
 But why should I repine ? My pride forbids 
 The useless whispering of vain, regrets. 
 If penitence could plead, 'twould plead in vain. 
 Euined ! doomed ! damned ! Despairing agony 
 Drives hence all thoughts of possible 
 Relief Even forge tfuln ess flies far, 
 On swiftest wing, from writhing wretchedness; 
 Pours no Lethean drop into the cup 
 Of sinful anguish. She strews no restful 
 Down o'er sleepless beds of sin's sad victims. 
 Helpless! Undone forever! Bound in the 
 Galling chains of ever black'ning darkness. 
 Unceasing torment is my dreadful doom, 
 And fearful looking for of fiery wrath. 
 Just retribution ! I was first to sin. 
 
 Such scenes as this, earth's fairest, brightest, best, 
 
 Most comforting, give no surcease of pain. 
 
 These wooded heights and this majestic stream 
 
 Remind me of my days of innocence 
 
 And heavenly landscapes I shall see no more. 
 
 These dear, delightful homes, the blest abodes 
 
 Of Adam's noblest offspring, recall to 
 
 Fond and mournful memory, the blissful joys 
 
 That waited on God's angel children 
 
 When first they woke to life, to light, to love 
 
 On the bright morning of their natal day. 
 
 Peace walks the earth in smiling loveliness; 
 
 And plenty, tri])ping lightly in her steps. 
 
 Thrills human hearts with rapturous delight. 
 
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22 THt: AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Religion, science, industry combine 
 
 To elevtite the families of men, 
 
 That they may ghidden in the smile of God, 
 
 While on my vitals pent-up furies prey. 
 
 Britannia sways her scepter o'er the seas, 
 
 And steps from land to land in majesty, 
 
 Triumphant over all her ancient foes. 
 
 They seek her fj'iendship as they dread her might. 
 
 All Europe sits admiring at her feet. 
 
 Old Asia rests supinely vv^ith her sons, 
 
 Amid the hoary ruins of all time, 
 
 In meek submission taking on the yoke 
 
 Of these her latest, noblest conquerors; 
 
 While helpless Africa with outstretched arms 
 
 Sees from her dusky bosom her dark brood 
 
 Snatched by the ruthless hand of crucU}', 
 
 That Britain and New England may grow rich 
 
 By trading rum for servile sons of Hani. 
 
 'Tis true the slave trade flourishes, 
 
 And feasts the hungry sharks on filthy flesh 
 
 Of dead and dying negroes. But ages 
 
 Of most hopeless degradation have doomed 
 
 The race to end in cruel deaths, lives of 
 
 Despairing agony. No chance or change 
 
 Makes their condition worse than that of their 
 
 Long line of barb'rous ancestors. Indeed, 
 
 These kindly, careful, Christian mistresses 
 
 Have so emparadised their happy slaves 
 
 That I must seek new marts in Orient lands 
 
 For this nefarious human merchandise, 
 
 Or my malicious schemes to eternize 
 
 The woes of Africans will counteract 
 
 My own most wily plans. The savage tribes 
 
 That tread the Western wilds live peaceably. 
 
 There's not a wigwam home or warlike chief 
 
 But owns the potent spell of England's name. 
 
 These peaceful times hang heavily upon 
 
 My restless energies. The trifling sins 
 
 By which the common herd of men insult 
 
 Their God and wrong their fellow-men require 
 
 No care of mine. I must have war. AYith war 
 
CONDITION OF ASIA AND EUROPE, 23 
 
 Comes all that God forbids, all man can do 
 To injure and degrade the human race. 
 
 Enter Baal, Azazel, and Mammon. 
 
 All hail! my trusted, wise compeere; all hail! 
 What of your conflicts with the hateful race 
 Whose misery so long has been our sport ? 
 Speak, Baal, tell us of your worthy deeds. 
 
 Baal. I have been ranging through the courts of kings 
 And other rulers of the Orient. 
 The tycoon still permits no intercourse 
 Between Japan and hated foreigners. 
 Old China, with a third of all the race. 
 Excludes outside barbarians from her shores. 
 Their presence would, she thinks, pollute the soil 
 Of her celestial, central, flowery land. 
 But rulers and their subjects all are ours, 
 Japan and China wear our weighty chains: 
 No voice disputes our long-established sway. 
 The shah of Persia sees his realms decay, 
 Submits to destiny without a sigh. 
 So of the Turkish sultan and the sons 
 Of Saracenic chiefs in Hindostan. 
 The thrones of Moslem rulers tottering. 
 And gilded scepters dropping from weak hands, 
 Foretoken revolutions soon to come. 
 CHve and his English merchants with strong hands 
 Lay helpless India bleeding at their feet; 
 But all are ours, the conq'rors and their slaves. . . 
 
 Satan. Now, Azazel, let us hear your report. 
 
 Azazel. I have been watching Europe. Cossack hordes 
 Only await lascivious Cath'rine's word 
 To arm by millions as she sends them foi'th 
 To devastate and conquer neighb'ring lands. 
 This huge despotic empire, like some vast 
 Avalanche, throws its cold shadow over 
 Two continents, threat'ning to fall upon 
 And crush the shudd'ring nations all around. 
 Great Frederick baflles all of Prussia's foes. 
 
24 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC. 
 
 Defeats have shown him paths to victoiy. 
 
 He triumphs over kings and emperors. 
 
 Fair Italy, still fettered, languishes 
 
 In Austria's baleful shadow. The pontiff, 
 
 Triple crowned and doubly throned on seven hills, 
 
 Sits like an incubus on half the world. 
 
 The Kings of Spain and France degenerate. 
 
 No thoughts of statesmanship stir their dull brains. 
 
 These worthless sons of Henry of Navarre 
 
 Live only for their lusts and appetites. 
 
 The Portuguese, the petty German States, 
 
 Swiss, Belgians, Hollanders, Poles, Danes, and Swedes, 
 
 Eequire no comments here. But Choiseul 
 
 At St. Cloud watches the English closely. 
 
 Hoping to see their colonies detached 
 
 And lost forever to the British crown. 
 
 To you, O leader of our busy hosts, 
 
 I must report the writings of Rousseau, 
 
 Yoltaire, and other authors less conspicuous. 
 
 These work a silent revolution in 
 
 The minds of readers, tending to o'erthrow 
 
 All confidence in God, in priest, in kings, 
 
 And human government. Unbridled hists 
 
 Cast off all decency, all fear of God 
 
 In those who follow these admired men. 
 
 They sugar-coat or gild their mental pills 
 
 With science, art, and literary taste, 
 
 And schemes for elevating all mankind. 
 
 Their inspiration must have come from you. 
 
 Our sapient chief, or they could not have been 
 
 So wondrous shrewd in helping our designs. 
 
 I leave their books to you. Let Mammon speak. 
 
 Satan. But suffer me to say that subjects, kings, 
 And literati all belong to us. 
 Yes, Mammon, I committed to your care 
 Your clients of New England and their king, 
 With questions of taxation and finance. 
 You have for ages had your sovereign will 
 Without constraint from me. I trust you still. 
 Proceed with your report. We wait to hear. 
 
DISCONTEWT OF COLONISTS. i5 
 
 Mammon. Two years have passed since Grenvillle 
 moved the king 
 And Parhament to tax Americans 
 By what is called the Stamp act. Discontent 
 Mutters and growls in every colony, 
 As if twould bite the hand stretched out to seize 
 Its treasured hoards. Lawyers and merchants prate 
 Of rights and robberies, and other threats 
 Of stern resistance to tyrannic power. 
 They say the stam})s shall not be introduced, 
 Nor even offered to indignant men. 
 A wordy warfare everywhere prevails: 
 All men expectant wait for bloody deeds. 
 
 Satan. Mammon, enough of words. I want not words, 
 But manly forms writhing in agony: 
 I must have war to rouse my intellect 
 And gratify malignant, fiendish hate. 
 But how? The nations dread Britannia's pow'r. 
 They fear to strike the mistress of the sea. 
 King George and all his cabinet love peace. 
 They have the strength to conquer half a world, 
 But live at ease and most ingloriously 
 Turn from the priceless prizes they could grasji. 
 They will not even strike these colonists. 
 Whose upstart boldness calls for chastisement, 
 But prate of England's glory, her renown, 
 Her king's prerogatives, her Parliament, 
 Its right to tax, and how, and when, and whom. 
 Meanwhile, by their neglect the world grows rich, 
 The nations prosper, while earth's myriad homes 
 Gather about them all that gladdens life. 
 I must have war to revel in its sins. 
 To gloat upon the miseries of men. 
 I'll have it. These colonists are cautious: 
 For them we wait in vain. They shed no blood. 
 Comrades, we cross the ocean. In London 
 Meet mo two weeks fi'om to-day. Be promptly 
 In the House of Commons then, to make them 
 Execute our wrathful plans of carnage. 
 Lord Botetourt, Virginia's Governor, 
 Is drawing near, taking his daily walk. 
 
26 THE amer:can epic. 
 
 Scene : Interior of the House of Commons. March 18, 1766, Enter 
 Satan, Baal, Azazel, Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Satan. Welcome, my worthy friends 1 What news 
 have you 
 From his most stubborn Majesty, Kinc; George? 
 Or from his Majesty's subservient tools. 
 The Cabinet, the Commons, and the Lords ? 
 What of the Stamp act? Will it be repealed? 
 Or v/ill resistless armies subjugate 
 Defiant and rebellious colonists ? 
 
 Baal Pacific measures suit the monarch's whim. 
 He now proposes to repeal the Act, 
 While Pitt, ennobled and made Earl of Chatham, 
 Becomes Prime Minister and rules in j^eace. 
 
 Satan. This must not be. 'Twould thwart our crafty 
 plans. 
 And crown the king with loving gratitude 
 More glorious far than royal diadem 
 Or glitt'ring gems in an imperial crown. 
 'Twould span the ocean with a bow of hope, 
 Bright'ning with beauty two broad continents. 
 Pitt must not dominate the Cabinet. 
 His august presence and imperious will 
 Would awe the king, contro-1 the ministry, 
 Restrain the Parliament, and paralyze 
 All the mischievous fiictions of the realm. 
 His potent voice would hush the raging storms 
 That shake the firm foundations of the throne, 
 Threat'ning to crush both law and liberty. 
 
 Aza;::el. The colonists would hail him as their friend, 
 And help him to save England from herself 
 
 Mammon. He at the helm would steer the ship of state 
 To peaceful ports, and gather boundless wealth 
 From ev'ry clime beneath the shining sun. 
 
 Satan. 'Tis this I would prevent. Please tell me how. 
 
 Belial. His tender toes shall feel a cruel twinge 
 Of agonizing gout. He shall not sleep. 
 
Pi2T STOOPS TO AN EARLDOM. 27 
 
 I'll shatter all his nerves, disturb his brain, 
 And lay him on his bed in helplessness. 
 Then his subordinates, to please the king, 
 May tax the colonists till discontent 
 Shall ripen to rebellion and to war. 
 Meanwhile, to keep Americans enraged. 
 The venal Parliament shall claim the right 
 To tax them as it wills in any case, 
 And in all cases whatsoever rule. 
 So hatred shall burn on with bright'ning blaze. 
 
 Satan. I thank you, Belial ; your plan shall be mine. 
 Let us depart. To Mammon we will leave 
 The wordy worthies of the Parliament. 
 He knows the current price of each in gold. 
 In empty honors, or in offices. 
 King George, with thirty millions, year by year, 
 Still trades in men, in high-born Englishmen: 
 All slaves to Mammon, under his control. 
 There enters Tovvnshend, and there William Pitt. 
 After to-night, Pitt in the House of Lords 
 Stoops to an earldom and a servant's place. 
 Come, trusty comrades, let us now retire. 
 
 Scene : Windsor Castle, Jane 29, 1767. Satan, Baal, Azazel, Mam- 
 mon, Belus. 
 
 Satan. Companions of my grandeur and my toils, 
 Heirs of dominions broad and limitless, 
 Immortal monarchs of immensity. 
 All empires, kingdoms, principalities 
 Fade into insignificance before 
 Th' expanding grandeur and magnificence 
 Of our unequaled, glorious domains. 
 Here is the palace of an earthly king, 
 Clothed in the robes of human royalty, 
 Enthroned and sceptered, ruling over men 
 Of four great continents with sovereign sway. 
 Among the sons of men his pow'r is great, 
 But compared with ours less than a glow-worm's 
 To the noonday sun's refulgent splendor. ' 
 
GEOIiGE LVEnY INCH A KING. 29 
 
 Bdus. lie owns more hiiid, but is not luilf »o great 
 As my old Babylonian worshipers, 
 Nor are his palaces so grand as theirs. 
 
 Satan. Baal, you need not boast of Syria's kings, 
 But tell me how your crafty plans succeed. 
 
 Baal. When Chatham was again Prime Minister, 
 I feared the Xi^rj worst that could occur 
 To counteract our bold, malignant schemes. 
 I counterworked, with wonderful success, 
 His efforts to secure some potent friends 
 And allies in the north. Choiseul, of France, 
 Outwitted the great man, which made him sick. 
 His king distrusted him, and only wished 
 To use him to humiliate the lords. 
 The people loved the simple name of Pitt. 
 When the great commoner became an earl, 
 I taught them to be very lauch displeased ; 
 But wh(Mi the odious Stamp act was repealed. 
 The colonists gave honors to his name. 
 Charleston set u]) his statue, and the king 
 Shared in great Chatham's poj^ularity. 
 New York set up his image, made of lead, 
 But the soft metal can be turned to shot, 
 For firing at his Majesty's dragoons. 
 The cabinet, with Chatham to direct, 
 AV^ould have conciliated colonists. 
 But the great earl went groaning to his couch, 
 WMth shattered nerves and restless, aching head. 
 George then, indeed, was ev'ry inch a king; 
 King of his lords, commons, and colonists; 
 And of his meek, subservient ministers. 
 The lion-hearted earl might from his lair 
 Growl, or roar loudly in impotent rage; 
 The meaner beasts desjn'sed his helplessness. 
 The royal kennel holds no yelpin/2: cur. 
 No snapping mastiff to disturb the king: 
 All faAvn upon their master. At his will 
 They go or come, and his broad collar wear. 
 The unregrcttcd absence of their chief 
 
30 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Leaves domineering Townshciid to hold sway. 
 Ciunden and Shelburn, Conway, Kockingham, 
 And even pious Dartmouth yield to him. 
 Impulsive, bold, quick, eloquent, and proud, 
 I've used him for my fiendish ]>urposes, 
 So as to tax tea, paper, paints, and glass. 
 
 Satan. Aha ! aha ! King George shall quickly find 
 Thorns in the bed of roses where he rests. 
 Taxation soon shall change the gleeful tunes 
 Now sung by grateful colonists to threats 
 Of fearful vengeance against tyranny. 
 TiiO smallest tax will rouse indignant men 
 To stern resistance and to bloody deeds. 
 Speak, Mammon, let us hear what you have done. 
 
 Mammon. I have stirred up the colonists to strife 
 About the right of Parliament to bind 
 Them and their children through all time to come. 
 The greedy courtiers, and the lords of trade. 
 And all the vulgar herd wdio toil for wealth, 
 I have so worked upon that to their eyes 
 The dazzling brightness of a golden coin 
 Outshines the noonday radiance of the sun. 
 They'll sell their souls and heav'nly hopes for gold. 
 
 Satan. Azazel, what report have you to make? 
 
 Azazel. I have inflated with such pride the king 
 That to himself he's higher than the heavens 
 And mightiest of all created ones. 
 His wisdom's infinite, his right supreme. 
 His smile can gladden earth and gild the sky. 
 He's prouder far than all the Eastern kings. 
 Craving your pardon : " Proud as Lucifer." 
 The old nobility I've so puffed up 
 That vain, hereditary honors seem 
 Superior to all inherent worth. 
 All excellences that belong to man. 
 Their smallest ancient privilege overrides 
 The most important rights of other men. 
 For them and theirs they judge the world was made. 
 
TROOPS IN- BOSTON. 31 
 
 Old England's literati I have moved 
 
 To dip in gall the keenest of their pens. 
 
 T' asperse the colonists with bitter words. 
 
 From old Sam Johnson to young Hannah More, 
 
 They all agree to hate Americans. 
 
 AVhen some explosive spark shall kindle war, 
 
 All classes here will blaze with wrathful flames. 
 
 Satan. Comrades, our schemes work well. If Chat- 
 ham lives 
 And is restored to health, ho will not stoop 
 To bandy idle words with such colleagues, 
 Nor condescend to serve a king whose smile 
 Ap2:)roves bold Townshend's base, unfaithful act, 
 By which his gifted premier was betrayed. 
 This hateful Tax bill soon must separate 
 The statesman from both king and cabinet. 
 When the insulted great man shall withdraw, 
 Grenville and Townshend's mercenary plans 
 Will banish peace and send forth horrid war 
 To walk the earth with murder in his train. 
 King George, Queen Charlotte, and their royal babes 
 Come this way, walking toward their place of prayer. 
 Let us depart, and cross old ocean's waves. 
 
 Scene: Boston, near Faneuil Ildl, October 1, 1768. Satax, TJaks, 
 Mammon, Belial. Martial music, soldiers marching. 
 
 Mars. Hark! hark! That music falls upon my car 
 Like martial sounds from ancient centuries. 
 It wakes within me the mysterious joy 
 With which 1 led old Nimrod from the chase 
 Of fierce, wild beasts to that of fiercer men. 
 I hear the measured tread of the well-drilled. 
 Whose glorious trade is sanguinary war. 
 Yes, here they march. That steady tramp recalls 
 The grand achievements of the mighty men 
 To whom I'gavo the conquering millions 
 Of earth's early times. In memory's view 
 Their gorgeous standards float above the heads 
 Of empire builders going forth to war. ^ 
 
32 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Satan, what enemies has Britain hero 
 Demanding such a warlike armament? 
 
 Satan. This will make foes of peaceful citizens: 
 All signs are ominous of bloody war. 
 Ours is the task to hurry on the fight. 
 I shall exult to see the storm come down 
 With lightning flashes from briirht bayonets, 
 And deep-toned thunder from the cannon's mouth ; 
 To see red torrents of warm, flowing blood, 
 And hear war's music in the groans of men. 
 To me, 'twas worth ten thousand years in hell 
 To witness one such battle at Blenheim. 
 War's flashes gild with transitory beams 
 The ever deep'ning darkuess of my chains. 
 Mammon, what news have you about the tax, 
 The troops, the discontent, the threats of war ? 
 
 Mammon. The people will not bear taxation now; 
 They will not nse an article that's taxed. 
 They all make common cause against the right 
 Of Parliament to tax Americans. 
 They use as emblems of their unity, 
 Sacred and true, the strength of banded sticks. 
 Soldiers at New York, in a time of piece, 
 Asked for support froui those they came to enslave. 
 This was refused. The right to legislate 
 Was theu withdrawn from the defiant men. 
 From north to south the country was iucensed. 
 Indignant j^eople talked of human rights 
 Existing ere a human law was made; 
 Of sacred rights, God-given; and above 
 Thrones, Legislatures, and judicial courts 
 Bold Samuel Adams even dared to speak 
 Of independence as the people's right. 
 The tools of tyranny became alarmed ; 
 They asked for soldiers to protect themselves 
 Against the unarmed friends of liberty. 
 
 Belial. Dairy mple came with two full regiments. 
 Next month t^yo more will come to join them there. 
 
TROOPS DEMAND QUARTERS. 33 
 
 Each soldier that we sec has sixteen rounds 
 
 Of deadly ammunition to discharge. 
 
 In bold bravado they march proudly here 
 
 With glitt'ring bayonets, as if to probe 
 
 The heart of Boston with their shining steel. 
 
 Dalrymple, in his red coat, comes this way. 
 
 Followed by Samuel Adams, freedom's friend. 
 
 Satan. The people are insulted by demands 
 For quarters and provisions for the troops 
 That come to undermine their liberty. 
 'Twill not be long till folly yields its fruit 
 In mad rebellion and in bloody war. 
 Let us depart and wait expectantly. 
 
 Scene: Boston Common, by moonlight, March 4, 1770. Enter Satan, 
 Baal, Molocu, Mammon, Belial, Serapis, Map.s. 
 
 Satan. Princes, potentates, powers! trusted, true! 
 I seek your counsel as in league with me 
 Against the hateful millions of mankind. 
 The nations still are tranquil. Earth pours forth 
 Her plenteous harvest in the lap of peace, 
 And joyful myriads walk in flow'ry paths. 
 Ingloriously we sit ; while envy, hate. 
 And malice prey upon us. Kings, courtiers. 
 Statesmen, I in vain have tried ; and wasted 
 Upon worthless demagogues wise counsels. 
 Now let your wisdom charm my list'ning ear, 
 And teach me how to banish peace from men. 
 Speak, Baal, let us hear what you propose. 
 
 Baal. I still tempt men to war against the Lord, 
 And bring his righteous judgments on themselves. 
 Their sufferings then fill me with great delight. 
 
 Satan. Moloch, my friend, say, what do you advise? 
 
 Moloch. With horrid superstitions is my work, 
 My myriad victims perish day by day 
 Along the banks of Congo, Kiger, Nile, 
 The Indus, Ganges, and the Iloang Ho ; 
 3 
 
34 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 But Europe treats my counsels with disdain. 
 
 No emperor, nor sultan, nor the king 
 
 Of France or Spain or Naples listens now 
 
 With satisfaction to the cries of j^ain 
 
 And shrieks of anguish wrung from tortured men 
 
 By superstition racked. Even the pope 
 
 Seems to be wearied with the human groans 
 
 That tell how worse than useless is the task 
 
 That cruelly constrains all men to say 
 
 That they will think, speak, and believe alike. 
 
 Mammon, report ; say, what do you advise ? 
 
 Mammon. I tempt the covetous : king, cabinet, 
 Lords, commons, and old England's populace 
 Combine to madden and provoke to war 
 The colonists, who all are covetous. 
 By persevering efforts in this lino 
 'Twill not be long until they fight like dogs. 
 
 Satan. You once were active, ancient vScrapis, 
 Worshiped by millions on the banks of Nile. 
 
 Serapis. Nor am I idle now, my worthy chief. 
 The mighty Mississippi owned my sway. 
 When a vile Spanish tyrant, moved by me, 
 Slaughtered in cold blood the republicans 
 Who tried self-government at New Orleans. 
 I'll watch the lowlands. Spaniards led by mo 
 Became oppressors of the Netherlands. 
 
 Satan. Mars, what have you to say ? What have you 
 done? 
 
 Mars. I've seen Lord Chatham, full of lofty pride, 
 Besign his place in the king's cabinet; 
 Witnessed the death of Townshend ; seen Lord North 
 Become Prime Minister to please the king. 
 In England stupid weaklings now bear rule, 
 While in the colonies the wisest guide. 
 I saw Yirginia's House of Burgesses, 
 With dignity and unanimity. 
 By formal resolutions take the lead, 
 
boston's snowy robes bloody, 35 
 
 Declaring that they never would be taxed 
 
 But by their own expressed authority. 
 
 Nor should their fellow-citizens be tried 
 
 But by a jury of the vicinage, 
 
 JS'or should a tyrant's troops be quartered there. 
 
 The other colonies fall into line, 
 
 Hoping to crown union with liberty. 
 
 I have done nothing but await events. 
 
 Satan. I have grown weary waiting for events. 
 The king sends ammunition, soldiers, ships; 
 Talks threat'ningly, but hangs no traitor chief. 
 The colonists resolve, defy, make threats; 
 Talk bravely, but carefully do nothing. 
 Belial, 'tis yours to strike the spark that soon 
 Shall kindle blazing flames of horrid war. 
 These troops are not all quiet, peaceful saints, 
 Nor all these people meek as Moses was. 
 In spite of learning, pride, and piety, 
 Boston still breeds among her citizens 
 Certain lewd fellows of the baser sort, 
 True sons of Belial, ready to your hand. 
 Can you not artfully stir up your sons 
 To silly actions and provoking words, 
 By which to enrage the rash, impatient troops 
 Till British lead stains Boston's streets with blood 
 Drawn from the veins of yankee patriots ? 
 Then will King Greorge be called a murderer, 
 And those who fall martyrs of liberty. 
 What say you, Belial? Can the work be done ? 
 
 Belial. Yes, mighty chief, it can. To-morrow night 
 Shall see bright moonbeams playing on earth's robes 
 Of snow-white purity, stained red with streams 
 Of flowing human gore. Will that sufiice? 
 
 Satan. Yes, Belial, let the work of death begin. 
 'Twill fill all hearts with hatred and revenge, 
 Providing for long years of bloody war. 
 My trusty friends, let us be here to see, 
 And duly honor Belial for success. 
 
36 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Scene: Boston sidewalk near the court-house, March 5, 1770. Five 
 bleeding bodies are in sight. Cries of agony are heard from un- 
 seen wounded men being carried away. Raphael, Zepiion, Zo- 
 piiiEL, Ariel. 
 
 Ariel. Why all this flowing blood ? The virgin snow 
 Is red with crimson blushes. On the air 
 Comes agonizing cries, startling and sad, 
 Filling the night with horror, j^romising 
 A gloomy morning full of sighs and tears. 
 Who killed these men? And why? Say, Eaphael 
 What dreadful crime caused this grave tragedy? 
 
 Raphael. The guilt of these rash murders, Ariel, 
 Eests first on Satan, author of all sin. 
 He stirs the hatreds that provoke fierce wars: 
 His restless malice has been working here. 
 I^ext, on the king and his Prime Minister. 
 'Tis shared in part by selfish governors. 
 Whose cowardice led them to ask for troops ; 
 In part by Capt. Preston and his men; 
 In part, by sons of Belial on the street. 
 The thoughtful people feared such scenes as this, 
 And longed to see the regiments removed. 
 To-night the rabble, with insulting words, 
 Pressed on a sentinel; he called for help. 
 His comrades were defied, insulted, struck. 
 Sticks, stones, snow, rubbish flying thick and fast, 
 Provoked the soldiery to desp'rate deeds. 
 One fell, another had his gun knocked up; 
 They heard themselves called lobsters, cowards, knaves, 
 Eogues, villains, dastards, slaves who did not dare 
 To use their weapons in their own defense. 
 Then came the fatal order. At the flash, 
 Guilty and innocent together fell. 
 The dead and dying and the soldiery 
 Who fired the fatal shots that laid them low 
 Were quite too ignorant to understand 
 Or know the cause of their most cruel strife. 
 Untaught in ethics, law, or statesmanship. 
 These slaves of blind resentment shoot, or fall; 
 Yet this dark deed may sever all the ties 
 
liOrAL I'lETY. 37 
 
 That bind these States to England and her king, 
 
 May make of the best people in the workl 
 
 Most bitter enemies, though now thej^'rc friends. 
 
 But there are Warren, Otis, and a crowd 
 
 Of most indignant, irate citizens. 
 
 They understand the questions in disjiute. 
 
 They say a freeman taxed without consent 
 
 Is but a milder name for robbery. 
 
 They will pay taxes levied by themselves 
 
 Or their own chosen representatives. 
 
 No act of Parliament shall confiscate 
 
 The property that they have earned and saved. 
 
 It was no act of Parliament that sent 
 
 Their brave forefathers to this distant land. 
 
 The settlers came as freemen. Protected 
 
 By the common law of England and all 
 
 The muniments of British liberty, 
 
 They claimed their birthright as inherited. 
 
 True to old England, loyal to their king,. 
 
 They took up arms and freely^shed their blood 
 
 For Britain's glory and her king's domains; 
 
 With their own money fed and clothed themselves. 
 
 So long as Britons found a foe to fight. 
 
 Their sons will freely fight for Britain still, 
 
 But not be driv'n as mercenary slaves. 
 
 They say to quarter soldiers in this town 
 
 In time of peace is cruel tyranny, 
 
 An insult and an outrage and a farce. 
 
 Ending to-night in bloody tragedy. 
 
 Zophiel. How unexpected this has been to me! 
 'Tis but a few short years since with delight 
 I gazed admiringly on Britain's king 
 And on his dutiful and pious queen. 
 The old abuses and disgraceful sins, 
 Brought o'er the sea from Hanover, had ceased; 
 No more was heard the drunken revelry, 
 The oaths profane, the vulgar, ribald jests, 
 Nor seen th' outrageous, brazen harlotry 
 That long disgraced the royal palaces. 
 The king and queen bowed to the King of kings, 
 
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 Most humbly and devoutly worshiping;; 
 While multitudes, by their example led, 
 Paid meek devotion to the Lord most high. 
 The royal children, early taught to pray. 
 Won ev'ry heart that saw their loveliness. 
 All holy angels loved to linger near, 
 And wait upon the bhssful heirs of life. 
 From the home circle of chaste royalty 
 Virtue and decency walked forth to bless 
 Millions with holy, conjugal delights. 
 In the pure homes of people of all ranks. 
 
 Zeplion. I saw the fine arts yield to royalty 
 Their grateful homage and obedience, 
 And imitate the chaste and decent court. 
 Handel and Haydn sent sublimest strains 
 Of heav'nly music ringing round the world. 
 Obscenity and folly fled away 
 From halls of music, pure and undefilcd. 
 Reynolds and West to glowing canvas gave, 
 In fairest features and most perfect forms. 
 The grandest charms of manhood's majesty, 
 And beauty's blooming loveliness unveiled, 
 Yet brought no burning blush to virtue's cheek. 
 From heathen haunts and pagan practices. 
 The muse of poetry turned quite away, 
 With chaste and lofty thoughts and ringing words 
 T' inspire Johnson and Goldsmith, Beattie, 
 Gray, and Cowper. To good Charles Wesley gave 
 Songs fit for seraphs near th' eternal throne. 
 That charm the car, that thrill and melt the heart. 
 Inspire devotion, till the classic muse 
 Goes singing like a modest Methodist, 
 To win for Christ the millions of mankind. 
 Great Chatham was the king's Prime Minister, 
 Who drove domestic discord from the land, 
 And gave his monarch thrones in loyal hearts. 
 Prosperity and loyalty and love. 
 With gleeful gladness, hand in hand rejoiced. 
 All foreign foes were vanquished and in peace. 
 The savac:o Indians of the western wilds 
 
TAXATION AND BLOOD. 39 
 
 Most gladly owned King George's sovereignty. 
 "They buried tomahawks and scalping-knives, 
 And planted over them the tree of peace." 
 Th' uncounted millions of old Asia's sons 
 Began to seek protection 'neath his flag. 
 Far distant lands and isles of cv'ry sea 
 Waited for England's colonies and laws; 
 But now disorder reigns. Red-handed war, 
 With gory banners, frights the trembling land. 
 Please tell me, Raphael, why this mournful change? 
 
 Baphael. Zephon, this melancholy change has sprung 
 From stubborn pride and greedy selfishness. 
 When Pitt had laid the world at Britain's feet, 
 The cost of such great triumphs must be paid. 
 The question was, by whom? Wise statesmanship 
 Could see broad streams of richest revenues 
 Deep'ning their channels toward the treasury; 
 But Pitt no longer ruled the prosp'rous land. 
 Unlawful taxes laid on colonists. 
 Instead of lawful taxes on themselves, 
 Was what the king and cabinet proposed. 
 This roused the colonists. From bad to worse 
 The government has gone. To-night we see 
 Most bloody fruits of selfish arrogance. 
 The full, red harvest ripens rapidly. 
 And fearful retribution marches on 
 To 2:)unish Britain's pride and eelfishress. 
 
 Scene : Front of John Street Church, New York, with Trinity Church 
 in view by moonlight, October 5, 1770. Raphael, Ariel, Uzziel, 
 Zephon. 
 
 Raphael. The snowy robes of Boston stained with 
 blood 
 Of slaughtered citizens in peaceful times 
 Drew forth our sympathies when last we met. 
 Since then, where have you ministered? what seen? 
 
 Ariel. The dwellings of the saints have been my care. 
 I have seen many Eastern colonists, 
 Have watched their struggles, helped them in distress. 
 
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 And poured celestial comforts into hearts 
 
 That throbbing sunk in hopeless agony. 
 
 My latest most delightful work has been 
 
 By Whitefield's death-bed, and with his freed soul, 
 
 His escort to the paradise of God. 
 
 With work well done he rested from his toils, 
 
 And like a weary child he fell asleep, 
 
 Not taking time to talk of works or grace. 
 
 Friends watched his latest hours, and gently laid 
 
 His mortal body near the sacred desk 
 
 From which he loved to tell of saving grace. 
 
 Two continents seem orphaned by his death; 
 
 Their wailing lamentations now are heard. 
 
 Please tell me of your labors and your cares. 
 
 Raphael. The Southern sea-coasts I have visited, 
 From far Savannah to the Chesapeake 
 Thousands whose burning brows have felt my touch 
 Drive off the fever fiend, and heal the wounds 
 His fiery feet had made, rejoice to-day; 
 And thousands more, cast down by many cares, 
 Now lift their heads in Christian cheerfulness. 
 Zephon, report what you have seen and done. 
 
 Zephon. Along the deep, broad rivers of the AYcst, 
 I've sought the hunters of the wilderness 
 And carried comfort to their rude, rough home::,; 
 But I beheld in Western Maryland 
 A sight so grand 'tis worth reporting here. 
 'Twas in a frontier cabin. Death approached 
 And called its brave defender to depart. 
 The husband, father, neighbor said farewell 
 To weeping loved ones whom he soon must leave; 
 Then, with a shout of triumph over death, 
 Set his firm foot upon the tyrant's neck, 
 And with ecstatic rapture passed away 
 To endless life, forever with the Lord. 
 Three days of solemn, joyful mourning passed, 
 And holy men took up their comrade's corpse. 
 No bell was counting out his years below; 
 But through the grand old woods rung out such sounds 
 
A CHRISTIANAS BUHIAL. 41 
 
 As none but Christ's most holy ones could raise. 
 Such thrilling tones, pathetic and sublime, 
 So full of gracious fervor, could not spring 
 From voices that had not been tuned by grace. 
 Slowly, with measured, reverential steps, 
 The train moved onward to the Christian's grave, 
 Still bravely singing in heroic lays 
 The song triumphant of victorious faith: 
 "Eejoice for a brother deceased; 
 Our loss is his infinite gain; 
 A soul out of prison released, 
 
 And freed from his bodily chain: 
 With songs let us follow his flight, 
 And mount with his spirit above. 
 Escaped to the mansions of light, 
 And lodged in the Eden of love." 
 
 Ariel. Please tell us more about those singing saints 
 Who thus defy the keenest darts of death, 
 And raise glad shouts of vict'ry o'er the grave. 
 
 Uzziel. Ten years ago, there came to Maryland 
 An Irishman, of lowly, humble birth. 
 But being " born again" — born from above — 
 Though poor in purse, was very rich in faith. 
 This child of God — heir of immensity — 
 Has called mankind to share his heritage. 
 Heeding his invitation with delight. 
 His humble neighbors sought like precious faith, 
 Are children of their God in very deed. 
 Crowned with divinest honor, wealth, and power. 
 Death owns his conquerors in such as these. 
 When Eobert Strawbridge, called of God to preach, 
 Asked for a license under Wesley's hand, 
 'Twas not believed that such a man could lay 
 The broad foundations of the greatest Church 
 Known to this Western world for centuries 
 To come. But so it Avas. In the same year. 
 Two other families of the same faith 
 Came from the same green isle and landed here. 
 Six years of modest diffidence passed by, 
 
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 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 While secret prayers ascended from their hearts. 
 Then others came to join the holy band. 
 Erave Barbara Heck moved Philip Embury 
 To preach the gospel to these emigrants. 
 At first a few, then crowds came out to hear. 
 Soon Captain Webb came down from Albany, 
 True soldier of the cross, with sword in hand, 
 In his red regimentals gayly clad, 
 
 ROBERT STRAWBRIDGE. 
 
 Entered the pulpit, hiid at Jesus' feet 
 
 The glittering steel, and with a giant's strength 
 
 Wielded the Holy Spirit's two-edged sword. " 
 
 This lowly, humble temple is the place 
 
 Where these religious people meet to-night. 
 
 And yet another, worthy of all praise. 
 
 Has come to join them in their loving work. 
 
ANGELS AXD SAINTS, 
 
 4.3 
 
 He goes to wave the blazing torch of truth 
 Where it first flashed upon this continent, 
 Held in the hands of Hunt and Whitaker, 
 Assisted by the greatest of John vSmiths. 
 'Tis Eobert Williams. He's Virginia's owr 
 See at his side young Francis Asbury, 
 Destined to lead the hosts of Methodism : 
 
 CAl'TAIxN WEBB. 
 
 And there is Embury, here Barbara Heck, 
 
 The noblest of them all. There Captain Webb, 
 
 Who lost an eye while fighting gallantly 
 
 When Wolfe fell, crowned with vict'ry, at Quebec. 
 
 Let us go in and worship with them here. 
 
BOOK THIRD. 
 
 Scene : Heights of Richmond, April 2, 1773. Michael, Gabriel, 
 Ithueiel. 
 
 Gabriel. Hail, prince of our angelic brotherhood, 
 Guardian of empires and great statesmen's guide, 
 This day Yirginia's burgesses have crowned, 
 With unexampled glory and renown. 
 This noblest of all noble commonwealths ; 
 With reverential love and lofty pride 
 They led their young majestic mother forth. 
 Blooming and fair, in beauteous gracefulness, 
 To hold her bright, impenetrable shield 
 Between her trembling sisters and their foe. 
 This must be "freedom's home or glory's grave." 
 No room is found for craven dastards here. 
 
 Michael. Gabriel, your admiration is deserved; 
 I share it with you. But a selfish world 
 Oft takes advantage of the generous. 
 The time may come when those she now defends 
 AVill, quite forgetful of all gratitude, 
 Trample upon the compact made by States, 
 And gather millions from the teeming North 
 To subjugate this little, lovely town, 
 Or sweep creation for a hireling host, 
 To lay Yirginia's beauty in the dust. 
 
 Ithuriel. In such a case her stalwart sons would fight 
 As men in armies never fought before. 
 Her fairest fields they'd fertilize with blood, 
 And send swift retribution on her foes. 
 But I forbear to scan futurity. 
 Foreknowledge does not now belong to us: 
 'Tis with the present that wo have to do. 
 (44) 
 
CHATHAM WAS " JUNIUS.'' 45 
 
 This latest action taken here to-day 
 
 Will unify and organize defense. 
 
 The colonists in constant intercourse 
 
 Will act in concert to resist all wrongs, 
 
 Or, possibly, for independence strike. 
 
 The busy printing-press gives active aid 
 
 To those defending civil liberty. 
 
 The "Farmer's Letters" by John Dickinson, 
 
 Pour floods of light upon the public mind. 
 
 And teach great truths in a most winning way. 
 
 Ahdiel. The pen of Junius, " keen and dipped in gall," 
 Punctures abuses most relentlessly. 
 Eut why does he conceal his skillful hand ? 
 Who is he ? What is his own proper name ? 
 
 Gabriel. Abdiel, opinions differ as to that. 
 I only give you mine for what it's worth. 
 One man alone can use such forceful words: 
 But one in reputation's rich enough 
 To be so prodigal of fame as not 
 To claim the honor of such authorship. 
 But one knew all the secrets he reveals, 
 While mercilessly lashing ministers 
 And even his most gracious Majesty. 
 One man, and only one, could feel — could make 
 His burning words express — sucli lofty pride, 
 Such grand, imperious, disdainful scorn 
 Of high-born littleness in seats of power. 
 That man is Chatham. "Junius" did not write 
 Till after Chatham left the cabinet. 
 The sick man's comforts, his domestic joys. 
 His social rank were chains of gratitude 
 He could not break, though duty sternly called 
 For patriot toils to save a sinking State. 
 Even the great man's title then j^roclaimed 
 His deep indebtedness to George the Third. 
 The unknown "Junius" gave the unfettered strength 
 Of Pitt's unequaled genius to mankind 
 To save them from the follies of the times. 
 The more completely to conceal his hand 
 
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 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 He praised himself. So, of necessity, 
 
 " Junius " must rest in Chatham's honored grave. 
 
 Michael. Among these gifted backwoods burgesses 
 Are men whose honored names shall soon outshine 
 Illustrious Chatham's on the list of fame; 
 
 WILLIAM PITT, EARL OF CHATHAM. 
 
 And one, the peerless name of Washington, 
 Shall stand confessed the highest of mankind. 
 Behold ! The noblest of the human race! 
 
 Scene: Boston, in front of the old South Church, at night, Dccemhcr 
 15, 1773. Satan, Belial, Azazel. 
 
 Satan to Belial. My trusty friend, I need your services. 
 This question of taxation, simplified, 
 Turns now on tea alone. The Parliament 
 
BOSTON .TEA PARTY. 47 
 
 And king bid the obedient merchants send 
 
 Cheap tea to tempt weak colonists to buy. 
 
 Charleston, New York, and Phihidelphia 
 
 Have kept the tempting leaves from cheerful homes ; 
 
 But Hutchinson, to enrich his selfish sons, 
 
 Would gladly give Bostonians all they want. 
 
 Mammon delights to help the covetous. 
 
 He would not have a single leaf destroyed. 
 
 To you I therefore come. What can you do? 
 
 Belial. To-morrow night the citizens meet hero 
 To talk of grievances and remedies. 
 I will bring fifty of my chosen sons, 
 Arrayed as Indians, to destroy the tea. 
 The crowd shall follow us to Griffin's Wharf; 
 We'll seize the tea and throw it in the dock. 
 This great "tea party" long shall be renowned. 
 The king, intoxicated with its fumes, 
 Shall loose his dogs of war against this town, 
 And wreak his vengeance on its citizens. 
 
 Azazel. Will that bring on the war so much desired. 
 Or Boston be the only sufferer? 
 
 Satan. We can but try it. Here to-morrow night 
 We come to witness Belial's great success. 
 
 Scene: Boston, in front of the old South Church, at night, December 
 16, 1773. Satan and Azazel approach. 
 
 Satan. Ho ! Belial, where are now your fifty men ? 
 
 Belial. Satan, they restless sit amid the crowd. 
 Waiting our signal to begin their work. 
 
 Satan. Belial, give them the expected signal now. 
 
 Belial. Satan, that's all arranged and understood: 
 There's one within who will attend to that. 
 Come with me now to Griffin's Wharf before 
 The crowd comes rushing and the fray begins. 
 
 Scene: Griffin's Wharf. 
 
 Belial to Satan and Azazel. Step with me on this 
 elevated spot. 
 Whence we can sec destructive w^ork go on. 
 
48 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 The war-whoop sounds and hundreds rush this way. 
 The work begins; the tea is seized; the chests 
 Are enijDtied in the foaming waves and sink. 
 Now, Satan, can you praise my handiwork ? 
 
 Satan. Belial, I can. But we must cross the sea. 
 Our work is incomplete until the king 
 Grows furious and begins to strike his foes. 
 
 Scene : Front of the palace, January 11, 1774. Satan, Azazel, 
 Belial, Mammon. 
 
 Satan. The privy council met the king to-day 
 To talk of letters that have passed between 
 Hillsboro and the royal governor. 
 Petitions from the colonists have come 
 Demanding the removal of their foes — 
 For such they count their governor, their judge; 
 And by those letters prove that enmity 
 Eeigns in the hearts of those high officers. 
 The king and his advisers do not deign 
 To notice such petitions for relief. 
 The ministers were troubled, and would learn 
 Who 'twas that told state secrets out of school. 
 Each charged another with the grave offense. 
 And duels might have shed their noble blood 
 If nobler Franklin had not helped his foes 
 By telHng them 'twas he that sent the news. 
 The cabinet became enraged at him 
 And said he must appear before King George. 
 Belial, your matchless talents I require. 
 These high-born dignitaries of the realm 
 Furnish lewd fellows of the baser sort, 
 Lower in vulgar vices than the scum 
 Fermenting in the slums of wretchedness. 
 One, Wedderburnc, belongs to this vile class. 
 On this he-harpy try your utmost skill. 
 Let fangs and talons rend old Franklin's heart; 
 Bid weaker vultures share the hateful feast 
 
 Until King George shall sicken at the sight. ^ 
 
 Meanwhile, Azazel, go stir up the king j 
 
 Until his rage exceeds all decent bounds; . 
 
 Then meet me here again in eighteen days. ; 
 
FRANKLIN TRIUMPHS, 49 
 
 Scene : Front of the palace, by moonlight, January S9, 1774- Satan, 
 Belial, Azazel. 
 
 Belial. My honored chief, your deep-laid plot works 
 well. 
 Franklin was present by the king's command ; 
 Base Wedderburne in rudest wrathfulness 
 Hurled at him accusations, insults, threats, 
 And every wordy weapon he could find 
 In the whole armory of human speech. 
 Dignified and brave, unmoved by malice, 
 Unsubdued by fear, unawed by all the 
 Frowns of royalty or threats of power, 
 The hero told them most unwelcome truths. 
 The laughing lordlings and ungracious king 
 Were dwarfed before this wise man of the West. 
 
 Satan. Azazel, what have you to tell to-night ? 
 Was royalty submissive to your will ? 
 
 Azazel. More than submissive to all fiendish schemes 
 For crushing the rebellious colonists. 
 Alas ! poor king, he is insanely mad 
 Against all persons who resist his will. 
 
 Satan. This but promotes our hellish purposes, 
 And promises a long, long, cruel strife. 
 To-night peace spreads her snow-white wings for flight, 
 While howling hatred calls for blood}, war. 
 
 Belial. Say, Satan, is my latest work approved ? 
 
 Satan. It is. I give you my most hearty thanks. 
 But there i^mains another work for you : 
 Gage is in London. He must see the king 
 And fill him with vain hopes of victory. 
 To you I trust him : work him to your will 
 By hast'ning on the conflicts that must come. 
 These men deceive each other and themselves ; 
 We understand them and are not deceived. 
 How despicable is all human pride ! 
 How inconsistent man's most lauded acts I 
 
50 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Not twenty months ago these islanders 
 Boasted most loudly of the liberty 
 Conferred by Mansfield on one negro slave 
 A Massachusetts man had landed here. 
 Cheap charity, without expense, could free 
 Another's slave and glory in the deed, 
 Singing loud songs about philanthropy, 
 Boasting of freedom and of English air 
 Inhaled by slaves to give them liberty. 
 We laugh to scorn such bold, pretentious boasts, 
 While Parliament and king for paltry gold 
 Encourage merchants still to trade in slaves. 
 Yes, judges, legislators, and the king 
 Turn a deaf ear to accents of distress 
 In which Virginia begs to be relieved 
 Erom the accursed slave trade and its woes. 
 The horrid traffic, with its burning shame, 
 Still brings bright blushes to her glowing cheeks, 
 As such vile merchandise pollutes her shores. 
 Mansfield approaches. North is by his side. 
 
 Scene : House of Lords after adjournment, March IS, 1774- Satan, 
 Baal, Mars, Azazel, Belial. 
 
 Satan. My great compeers, we've triumphed here to-day. 
 The Boston Port bill passed and is approved. 
 An empire wreaks its vengeance on a town ; 
 Blockades its ports, removes its government, 
 Eills it with soldiers, starves its citizens: 
 (Those of them that it does not choose to hang) 
 To this king, lords, and commons have agreed. 
 
 Baal. Satan, this must be quite an easy task 
 Imposed upon themselves: an hour's pastime. 
 How many people are there in the town ? 
 
 Satan. When full, not more than sixteen thousand 
 souls ; 
 But now, with numbers frightened and away, 
 Soldiers outnumber quiet citizens. 
 
 Belial. Then why not go to hanging instantly, 
 And end the troubles of the trembling town? 
 
MOURNING AMERICA, 51 
 
 Azazel. That is a game attended by great riaks. 
 More than two milHons threaten to take part 
 In such proceedings, if they once begni. 
 
 Satan. Ha! Comrade Mars, great gallant god of war! 
 I see the smile that lights your countenance. 
 Make ready for the strife: there's woi'k for you. 
 To Massachusetts let us wend our way. 
 
 Scene: Marhet Street Wharf, PhiladelpJda, June 1, 1774. Flags on 
 shipping at half-mast; crape on dosed houses; muffled hells toUing. 
 Abdiel, Ithuriel, Zephon, Uzziel, Raphael. 
 
 Zephon. "What means these signs of mourning, those 
 sad sounds 
 That echo like the dirge of some lost soul ? 
 Has death struck down the monarch on his throne? 
 Do continents lament their loss to-day ? 
 
 Abdiel. Death in a palace brings no gloom like this ; 
 'Tis liberty has died, and millions mourn. 
 These half-mast flags, these melancholy bells, 
 Those crape-clad dwellings, and those solemn throngs, 
 Proclaim the indignation and distress 
 That patient Pennsylvania feels to-day 
 Because the Boston Port bill is enforced. 
 
 Ithuriel. Yirginia fasts, and lifts her solemn prayers 
 For help from God against the enemies 
 Of human freedom and the rights of man. 
 She summons a convention of her sons 
 To choose a delegation that shall meet 
 A Continental Congress in this place. 
 She calls back liberty to hfe again, 
 Heady to arm brave sons in her defense, 
 Makino- one nation of these colonies. 
 
 'to 
 
 Abdiel. Comrades, Yirginia lives in quietness. 
 So do the other Southern colonies; 
 Their ports are not blockaded, nor their towns 
 Beleaguered by a hostile soldiery. 
 With lords of trade they have no rivalries, 
 ]N"o ships of theirs the rich slave trade divide 
 With merchants of old England. Salem, Boston, 
 
52 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 And New York provoke the jealousy of 
 Liverpool and Bristol for its profits. 
 Savannah, Charleston, Norfolk, Baltimore 
 Send out no ships for captured Africans. 
 Those Southerners are favorites of the king. 
 He does not ask the heads of their great men, 
 Nor would he have them sent across the sea. 
 Why, then, does Boston rouse their sympathies 
 So that they risk their all in her defense? 
 
 Uzziel. Thus all the colonies make common cause 
 Against the right of king and Parliament 
 To tax them all without their own consent; 
 To rule them in all cases ; quarter troops 
 On them in time of peace; to transport men 
 Across the sea for trial. If Boston 
 Suffers now without redress, why may not 
 Charleston, Norfolk, Baltimore, whenever 
 Whims of tyrants may demand? Their innate. 
 Home-bred love of liberty, law, justice, 
 Impels them to contend for human rights. 
 
 Raphael. That doubtless is the truth; but gratitude. 
 Stronger than bands of steel, must ever bind 
 New England to the people of the South. 
 Their interests she will guard as if her own; 
 Wrongs done to them she'll hasten to redress; 
 Insults to them must be insults to her. 
 Her loving-kindness their rich heritage. 
 
 Ahdiel. After the coming Congress shall convene, 
 Let us meet here again at duty's call. 
 But see, there comes this way John Dickinson : 
 The "Farmer's Letters" flowed from his keen pen. 
 
 Scene : In front of Carpenter'' s Hall, Philadelphia, October 25, 1774. 
 Abdiel, iTHURifiL, Kaphael, Zophiel, Zephon. 
 
 Ahdiel. The Congress has completed its great work : 
 Will soon adjourn to meet again in May. 
 Such wisdom, prudence, boldness, bravery 
 Earth never saw before in any land. 
 
UNITY TRIUMPHANT. 
 
 53 
 
 They buried bigotry. Opposing sects 
 Built on his grave the altar of our God. 
 They banished selfishness, and in his place, 
 Enthroned triumphant, love-crowned unity 
 They came to speak of grievances endured 
 By persecuted, struggling colonies; 
 They go, the representatives and chiefs 
 Of millions that refuse to be oppressed. 
 
 JOHN WYCKLIFFE. 
 
 Uzziel. Comrades, if that be so, why do they not 
 Cast off the British yoke and rule themselves? 
 
 Ithuriel. Their gen'rous hearts retain a ling' ring love 
 Of Britain, as the happy home of their 
 Eevered forefathers. They share her glory. 
 Her renown iidierit. Her mighty arm 
 Subdues all foreign foes, and is a sure 
 Defense for all on whom she dcim^s to smile. 
 
54 THE AMEBIC AX EPIC. 
 
 They love her ancient laws, and dare to hope 
 
 !For the repeal of those tyrannic acts 
 
 That now oppress them. Some are not ready 
 
 For the final step to independence. 
 
 Self-government will come. They wisely wait 
 
 For full consent and unanimity. 
 
 To freedom's friends this comes with quick'ning speed. 
 
 The wrongs that suff'ring Boston now endures 
 
 Awaken indignation in all hearts. 
 
 Some, praying, call aloud for heav'nly help; 
 
 Others, with wrath, hurl tierce anathemas 
 
 At the hard-hearted king and ministers. 
 
 Zephoji. But who provides for Boston's families, 
 And drives the wolf of famine from their homes? 
 
 Raphael. The harvests of a continent are theirs, 
 Laid at their feet by patriotic hands. 
 Gadsden, of Carolina, was the first 
 Whose gen'rous heart responded to their wants. 
 His crop of rice was liberty's first-fruits. 
 By union brought to freedom's sacred shrine; 
 Then followed the rich products of broad fields 
 From Alleghanian heights to ocean's shore. 
 Boston most gratefully records these gifts. 
 Sent in her hour of need from Southern soil. 
 All time shall witness with ap])roving smiles 
 The tokens of her loving gratitude. 
 Gadsden and Charleston shall be household words, 
 Honored and loved beyond all other names. 
 
 Zophiel. 'Tis less than half a year since General Gage, 
 With colors flying and with booming guns. 
 Sailed into Boston Harbor with eclat; 
 Then through the perfumed air of flow'ry May, 
 Escorted by cadets that Hancock led. 
 He marched in triumph to the state-house square; 
 In Fanueil Hall dined with the patriots. 
 Assured them that "the troubles of the times 
 Were only lovers' quarrels," and would end 
 In halj^con days of loving happiness. 
 
A HUMAN WALL. 55 
 
 While thus dissembling, he was pledged to send 
 Their leading men as pris'ners o'er the sea 
 To meet the vengeance of their irate king. 
 
 Uzziel. Does his pretense of friendship still deceive? 
 Or has he dropped the mask that hid his hate? 
 
 Ahdiel. His gleesome gala days are ended now. 
 Prison bounds restrain his wonted freedom. 
 His troops to narrow limits are confined: 
 A living, human wall forbids escaj^e. 
 Broad as Isqw England now he sees it rise, 
 And firmer than her frowning granite hills. 
 His civic honors, his vice-regal powers, 
 And all the glory of supreme command 
 Hide not the horrors of his dismal fate. 
 Escape by sea would lead to dire digrace; 
 He dare not venture upon hostile acts. 
 In vain he fortifies against his foes: 
 His piteous cries for help in his great need 
 Burden the west winds and disturb the king. 
 It is not "Boston's rabble" he now fears; 
 "Substantial citizens" arise in arms. 
 He asks that peaceful counsels may prevail; 
 Demands more troops — English or Scotch, Irish 
 Or mercenary Germans, negro slaves, 
 Canadian French or Indian savages — 
 To save him in this dread extremity. 
 Without more troops to fight the colonists, 
 Ingloriously idle he remains. 
 Shut up in Boston with his well-drilled men, 
 Sees bold Virginians boldly take up arms. 
 Drive hostile Indians from their heritage, 
 And firmly hold their own with steel-clad hands 
 Against King George and Frenchmen of Quebec. 
 The boundless acres of the wid'ning West 
 As to their fathers giv'n are still their own. 
 
 Zephon. Did the mad king give Canada those lands? 
 
 Ahdiel. He did. His hatred of the colonies 
 Was stronger than his bitter bigotry. 
 
56 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC, 
 
 Prompting vain efforts to convey the lands 
 
 Of true Virginia English Protestants 
 
 To Eoraan Catholics of French Quebec, 
 
 Trying to check the Old Dominion's growth 
 
 By this mad folly of an insane king. 
 
 Even Dunmore, the Tory governor, 
 
 Saw with delight Virginians driving back 
 
 King George's Indians and Canadians. 
 
 But see, the Congress now hast just adjourned. 
 
 There's Washington, Lee, Henry, Jefferson, 
 
 John Adams, Livingston, Gadsden, and Jay, 
 
 And Samuel Adams, who was first to see 
 
 The sun of independence in the east. 
 
 "Undying fame leads them to lofty heights 
 
 Of high renown and immortality. 
 
 Scene : Front of St. John^s Church, Richmond, Va., April 2, 1775, 
 Michael, Gabriel, Ithuriel, Abdiel. 
 
 Michael. Guardians of nations, comrades tried and true, 
 The dawn of independence now appears 
 Prom the St. Lawrence down to Florida. 
 The eastern skies arc glowing with its light, 
 While frontier settlers in the distant West 
 With exultation hail the bright'ning beams. 
 Chatham and Burke have eloquently plead 
 With lords and commons for colonial rights; 
 But their appeals have both been made in vain. 
 Franklin returns to tell his countrymen 
 That Britain spurns their representative. 
 The royal governors retire in haste. 
 Or give their king's commissions to the flames. 
 
 Ithuriel. Michael, the breezes from the distant North 
 Come burdened with reports of horrid war. 
 'Tis said that thirty thousand freemen armed 
 Toward Boston now are marching rapidly; 
 That Gage cannot escape but by the sea; 
 That his drilled troops, whipped by provincial boys, 
 Seek safety in intrench ments and in forts. 
 
 Abdiel. This colony to-day resolves to arm 
 Her stalwart sons to fight for liberty. 
 
DVNMORE DRIVEN AW AY. 
 
 57 
 
 Lee, Washington, Henry, and Jefferson 
 
 Are to devise the military plan 
 
 By which Virginia's trooj^s shall take the field. 
 
 Lord Dunmore threatens to burn up her towns, 
 
 Arm slaves, and bid them desolate her homes; 
 
 Give to the gallows leading citizens, 
 
 To scalping-knives the tresses that adorn 
 
 The loveliness of youth and innocence. 
 
 He thinks that with three thousand stand of arms. 
 
 i.SAAC NEWTON. 
 
 Four pieces of artillery at hand, 
 
 Three thousand saucy, well-fed negro slaves, 
 
 His brave marines and Indian savages 
 
 He can subdue these freemen. What say you ? 
 
 Gabriel. I say these patriots despise his threats. 
 
 Ithuriel. Five thousand men, the bravest of the brave, 
 Are ready now to drive him to his ships. 
 
58 THE AMERICA}^ EPIC 
 
 Michael. The Congress meets in May. Let us remain 
 And meet at Alexandria on the road. 
 Thence wc can travel with the delegates 
 To witness the proceedings and debates. 
 
 Scene: Alexandria, Va., May 1, 1775. Michael, Gabriel, Ab- 
 
 DIEL, ItIIURIEL. 
 
 Michael. Comrades, I hail you happy on your way 
 To the fair city where the Congress meets. 
 Georgia, with but three thousand fighting men, 
 Sees on her soil ten thousand Indian braves, 
 Eeady, for British gold, to slay her sons; 
 Yet does not hesitate in freedom's cause 
 To seize five hundred pounds of gunpowder 
 That had been stored in the king's magazine; 
 And further, to defy his Majesty, 
 Sends to rebellious Boston rice and gold. 
 
 Ahdiel. South Carolina by heroic deeds 
 Defies Great Britain and her hireling hosts; 
 Lays hold upon eight hundred stand of arms, 
 With ammunition and rich army stores. 
 Beady for independence or for war. 
 North Carolina is in arms to-day : 
 Her governor, a fugitive, makes haste 
 To leave the land that spurns his tyranny. 
 
 Gabriel. List to the martial music on the air! 
 "Virginia's Congressmen are coming now, 
 Escorted to the border of their State 
 By the brave men who drove Lord Dunmoro out. 
 The journey of these statesmen toward the North 
 Has now become a grand triumphal march. 
 Applauding thousands hail the conquerors, 
 Yictorious over boasting tyranny. 
 They drove the British regulars in fight. 
 And did not lose a single combatant. 
 While the redcoated officers were slain 
 Till Enghsh blood had fertilized the soil. 
 They forced the braggart governor to pay 
 
BATTLE OF LEXINGTOX. 59 
 
 For their State's powder which he basely stole ; 
 
 Then drove the terror-stricken wretch to seek 
 
 With hasty steps a refuge on his ships. 
 
 The fiendish vandal, filled with hellish hate, 
 
 Gave i^orfolk to the flames as he passed by. 
 
 'Twas well with fire to purify the spot 
 
 Where his foul foot last touched the sacred soil. 
 
 His and his master's last ofiicial act 
 
 In this, the purest of all commonwealths, 
 
 Forced its protesting citizens to bear, 
 
 For England's glory and emolument, 
 
 The vile, polluting horrors that belonged 
 
 To the dark slave trade which their souls abhorred. 
 
 But royalty and loyalty depart 
 
 And false philanthropy is following 
 
 To keep the trio out; Eandolph and Bland 
 
 Have just sold forty slaves, that they may buy 
 
 Powder to drive the slave-ships of King (jeorgo 
 
 Far from their honest, flourishing young State 
 
 And free New England from his galling yoke. 
 
 Scene: Lexington, Mass., before day, April 19, 1775. Satan, Baal, 
 Moloch, Maks. 
 
 Satan. Hail ! princes of my more than royal court. 
 Bold leaders of my brave embattled hosts ! 
 The conflict we have waited for begins. 
 There's Paul Revere. He's riding in hot haste 
 To warn the watchful sons of liberty. 
 December saw him rousing Sullivan, 
 Who captured Cochrane and a royal fort 
 And carried off its powder and its arms. 
 This action of the bold New Hampshire men 
 Has led King George to order General Gage 
 To seize all arms and powder to be found 
 Among his rash rebellious colonists. 
 Obedient to this order of the king, 
 Gage sent out Major Pitcairn and some troops 
 Upon a midnight search to capture stores. 
 But Paul Revere outrides the royalists. 
 And fighting men are gath'ring at his call. 
 Wives arm their husbands, mothers their young sons. 
 
60 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 They come through by paths, Umes, and fields and woods 
 To battle for the loved ones of their homes 
 Against the hireling hosts of tyranny. 
 
 Baal. See! There is Pitcairn with his well-armed men, 
 Confronting these defiant, rustic youths. 
 He gives the order that begins the war; 
 He calls them rebels, tells them to disperse. 
 Behold those flashes! hear the sharp reports! 
 The rustics fall: seven have ceased to breathe, 
 Nine others from red wounds pour out their lives. 
 Hark! hark! Death flies upon the morning breeze! 
 The red-coats fall! The boasting Britons flee 
 In wild disorder from their untrained foes. 
 Yengeance awaits them whereso'er they turn. 
 They rally, they stand firm, and standing die. 
 
 Mars. Ha-ha! Ha-ha! This, this, indeed, is war. 
 I revel in delight amid such scenes. 
 
 Satan. I join you in your reveling. Hell howls 
 Responsively to jubilations loud. 
 With us it joins to gloat on human woe. 
 
 Moloch. Pitcairn and Smith and their brave followers 
 Took ammunition from their enemies, 
 But it came through the muzzles of their guns 
 And kept them from arresting patriots. 
 So Samuel Adams cannot now be hanged, 
 Nor must John Hancock die for his good deeds. 
 
 Scene : Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, June 15, 1775. Michael and 
 Gabriel. 
 
 Michael. What think you, Gabriel, of this Congress 
 now? 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, its wisdom is most wonderful. 
 So patient, yet so firm against all wrong. 
 It was a master-stroke of polic}^ 
 That placed proscribed John Hancock in the chair. 
 Virginia, through the lips of Harrison, 
 Thus told King" George with hearty emphasis: 
 
BUNKER HILL. 61 
 
 " Your royal fury cannot strike this man 
 
 Till our strong arms are laid in patriots' graves." 
 
 To-day John Adams named George Washington 
 
 To be the chief commander of all troops 
 
 Raised by the colonies for their defense. 
 
 Already thirty thousand rush to arms 
 
 To claim New England for their stalwart sons. 
 
 The Congress calls for twenty thousand more ; 
 
 But independence is the only path 
 
 Which leads to freedom on this continent. 
 
 Here comes the modest hero who commands 
 
 The armies that defend America. 
 
 See how the holy angels guide his steps 
 
 And shield him from the dangers that surround! 
 
 Scene: Bunker Hill, 3fass., June 18, 1775. Satan, T.Iarp, ]MoLOcn, 
 Mammon. 
 
 Satan. Companions of my life, partners in toil, 
 The triumphs of these times are justly yours. 
 I hail you victors on this field of fame. 
 And add my plaudits to the well-earned praise 
 Hell's countless legions thunder in your ears. 
 The bloody battle fought on yesterday 
 Involves mankind in years of bitter strife. 
 'Twas your contrivance that laid low in dust 
 More than fourscore of Britain's officers; 
 The flow'r and pride of England's chivalry, 
 By rustic hands unskilled in arts of war. 
 That gave to death three British regulars 
 For each provincial that in battle fell. 
 Humiliation, such as England bears, 
 Will drive to desperation those who rule. 
 A cry for vengeance will ring through the realm 
 Ruled by the baffled, disappointed king — 
 Yengeance and rage that will not count the cost 
 In cash, or tears, or blood, or agony. 
 Moloch, you shall see blood in torrents flow, 
 While fearful shrieks and groans shall charm your cars. 
 Brave Mars, embattled hosts in many a field 
 To you rich harvests of delight shall yield. 
 
62 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Ho! Mammon, why are you so thoughtful grown? 
 Why melancholy, mid our revelry? 
 
 Mammon. 'Tis not that men are hated less by me, 
 Not that I less delight in human woe; 
 But the destruction of their treasured hoards 
 Consumes the bait with which I fish for souls. 
 I saw them die in agony, and laughed; 
 But when the flames licked up and turned to dust 
 Charlestown's four hundred dwellings and their wealth, 
 'Twas a sad sight to see such willful waste 
 Of what I could have used to ruin souls. 
 War hurries men to death in tender youth, 
 Untutored in the worst of villainies; 
 Wealth schools in vice and graduates in crime, 
 While hearts grow harder than the hoarded gold. 
 Wealth leads to war that's worthy of the name. 
 And peoples hell with its worst denizens. 
 Give me the time to make these rustics rich. 
 Then they will glut war's strongest appetite. 
 You well remember how old Nineveh, 
 Tyre, Babylon, Damascus, mighty Eome, 
 Had wealth worth fighting for, and fearful crimes: 
 Were rich, ripe, rotten, filled with wasting spoils. 
 When cow-boy armies plunder villages. 
 What honor has great Mars, the god of war? 
 When Alexander reaped old Asia's fields. 
 Harvests of glory round his footsteps fell. 
 
 Mars. Mammon, to work out ruin for your friends, 
 You can improve uncounted centuries; 
 But war is now the order of the day, 
 And hast'ning thousands swiftly rush to arms. 
 One man like Warren, upon Bunker Hill, 
 Outweighs the worth of countless stores of gold. 
 Even his ashes centuries to come 
 Shall still inspire the bravest, noblest deeds. 
 Know ye that when Ticonderoga fell 
 The king lost what had cost his treasury 
 Eight millions sterling and vast army stores, 
 With sixscore pieces of artillery? 
 
WASHINGTON COMMANDED, 63 
 
 Crown Point surrendered two days afterward. 
 If Ethan Allen, leading fourscore men, 
 Wrought such destruction in a few brief hours, 
 Uncounted millions must most freely blaze 
 As fiery-footed war walks through the land. 
 
 Satan. Comrades, your disputation profits not. 
 Since men destroy each other, we exult. 
 Be ours the task to keep their hate inflamed, 
 And urge them on to deeds of violence. 
 Conquer who may, ours is the victory. 
 
 Mars. There's Prescott, who commanded on that hill; 
 There Gridley, his accomplished engineer, 
 And Israel Putnam, brave as man can be. 
 
 Scene : American encampment, near Boston, July 10, 1775. Satan 
 and Maks. 
 
 Mars. What mean the acclamations that we hear? 
 They sound like joyous shouts of men in arms. 
 Has a detachment gained a victory. 
 Or does the royal army leave the place ? 
 
 Satan. Not so. The chosen chief of thirteen States 
 Reviews the troops placed under his command. 
 The patriot army hears, for the first time. 
 The wise and weighty words of the great man 
 Who leads them forth to vict'ry or defeat. 
 To-day they all seem jubilant and proud. 
 Defying Britain's king and Parliament 
 And all the forces they may have to meet. 
 Let them crow on. These game birds soon shall set 
 Their sharj^, strong spurs to drawing kindred I^lood. 
 
 Scene : Independence Square, Philadelphia, July 3, 1776. Michael, 
 Gabriel, Abdiel, Ithuriel, Zephon, Raphael, Ariel. 
 
 Michael. Hail ! honored comrades, offspring of our God ! 
 Behold a nation struggling into life ! 
 The noblest, greatest, grandest of all time. 
 Gabriel, the nations long have claimed your care: 
 These rising States you've watched with partial eye. 
 Say, are they ripe for independence now ? 
 
64 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, they are. It is their own by right. 
 I joy to see them claim their heritage, 
 And crown themselves with wise self-government. ^ 
 
 Michael. Zophiel, we turn to you inquiringly. 
 The English and their king to you are dear. 
 Have they not forfeited their claims to rule 
 This generous people and their lovely land ? 
 
 Zophiel. Yes, England blooms in beauty and in grace. 
 Her youthful king seems crowned with piety; 
 Her people full of wisdom from on high. 
 Alas ! poor king ! Insanity's at fault 
 For half his folly and for all his crime. 
 But these fair States ought now to be set free 
 From king and nobles and all foreign sway; 
 Owning allegiance to the King of Idngs, 
 And living in obedience to his laws. 
 More than a year England has stood appalled. 
 Lord North would gladly have resigned his place 
 And called an abler man to save the state. 
 Wesley besought the king to shed no blood. 
 London demanded peace, while statesmen wept. 
 But the crazed king hearkened to no appeal : 
 His own rash hand plucked from his diadem 
 The brightest jewel that was glitt'ring there. 
 
 Michael. What think you, Abdiel? Is the rich, ripe 
 fruit 
 Of independence in the reach of these 
 Brave sons of liberty ? If not, say why. 
 
 Abdiel. Yes. Independence now is theirs of right. 
 Virginia long ago demanded it. 
 The pen of Jefferson, the eloquence 
 Of Henry and of Lee, the solid sense 
 Of Washington and Wythe convince all minds 
 That independence is the people's right. 
 When last November a French agent came 
 To offer ammunition, money, arms, 
 This seemed to give assurance of success 
 In spite of all the armies of King George. 
 
MECKLENBURG — CANADA. 65 
 
 Michael, Itliuriel, we wait your true report 
 Of the position of the uunny South. 
 
 Itliuriel. Michael, 'twas more than fourteen months ago 
 That independence freely was proclaimed 
 By Carolinians at Mecklenburg. 
 A few days since eight hours of bombardment 
 Stranded three British ships near Moultrie's fort, 
 Wounded the Admiral and drove his fleet 
 To seeii for shelter with his loyal friends 
 In some safe harbor near to Halifax; 
 Killed brave Lord Campbell, last of governors 
 To rule by royal right or royal wrong. 
 From the Potomac down to Florida 
 Immediate independence is the cry. 
 
 Michael. Zephon, what news have you from Canada? 
 Does the St. Lawrence own our union's sway ? 
 
 Zephon. September saw Montgomery's brave men 
 March northward, take Fort Chambly and St. Johns, 
 Seize Montreal and move to strong Quebec. 
 Success attended them upon their march. 
 When stern December hurled her fearful blasts, 
 Chilling their vitals on the battle-field, 
 They bravely faced the storms and fought their foes, 
 Until their leader fell with glory crowned. 
 Then, turning from the conflict with sad hearts, 
 They mourned the loss their country had sustained ; 
 While tears of grief froze on their manly cheeks. 
 And gnawing hunger fed upon their strength. 
 'Twas sad to know Montgomery was dead ; 
 Far more than sad to know that his shed blood 
 Had failed to waken in Canadian hearts 
 Longings for liberty and civil rights. 
 Staining the frozen snow with bleeding feet, 
 Southward their melancholy march began. 
 Perhaps 'tis well the expedition failed. 
 Untrained in freedom's Anglo-Saxon school, 
 Canadians have not learned the patriots' lore; 
 Their undrilled, slow-paced feet could not keep step 
 With freedom's rapid march to high renown. 
 5 
 
6Q THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 But south of the St. Lawrence and the lakes 
 All things are ripe for independence now. 
 
 Michael. How fares the array led by Washington ? 
 Itaphael, we wait to hear what you have seen. 
 
 Raphael. Michael, the great commander took his 
 place 
 At duty's call more than a year ago. 
 Brave, stalwart men gathered in multitudes 
 To do his bidding with alacrity, 
 Or follow where he led against the foe. 
 But ammunition could not be obtained; 
 The summer passed, autumn and winter came 
 With only preparations for the strife. 
 He held the foe in Boston prison bounds, 
 With no way of escape but by the sea; 
 Yet was himself fettered by scarcity 
 Of balls and powder for the coming fight. 
 At last, in March, the royahsts, alarmed, 
 Saw on the lofty heights of Dorchester 
 Artillery to belch forth fiery death. 
 And drive them from the city they oppressed. 
 I^othing remained to them but swift retreat. 
 Boston, set free, is gay and jubilant, 
 While all J^ew England independence claims. 
 The patriot army proud of its success, 
 Hopes soon to drive the English o'er the sea. 
 
 Michael. Such baseless hopes should not be entertained. 
 I know that they deceive not Washington. 
 
 Raphael. The thoughtful leader scans most carefully 
 Each movement of his country'*s enemies; 
 He knows the conflict must be desperate. 
 Though crowned with laurels and by millions praised, 
 Boston's retreat and Charleston's brave repulse 
 Show him no easy path to liberty. 
 Keen vigilance, untiring energv, 
 And patient, persevering, faithful toil 
 Are all devoted to his country's cause. 
 
INDEPENDENCE DECLARED. ' 67 
 
 Ariel. His countrymen must rally to his help, 
 Or all his efforts will be made in vain. 
 King George demands more armaments and men: 
 Twenty-five thousand brawny Englishmen; 
 Of hireling Hessians, fresh from Germany, 
 Seventeen thousand, drilled and officered; 
 Of silly Tories and of savage tribes 
 ^o man has numbered the vast multitudes 
 That England's treasury can arm for war. 
 To meet those countless foes the patriot chief, 
 In his glad hours of wonderful success, 
 Has only twenty-seven thousand men. 
 How many will stand by him in defeat. 
 Time yet must test by stern adversity. 
 
 Ithuriel. You spoke of a commissioner from France, 
 Who tendered help in money, arms, and stores. 
 
 Ahdiel. France, jealous of Britannia's growing strength. 
 Stands with her millions ready to take part 
 In all that tends to lay her rival low. 
 
 Gabriel. This French alliance gives well-grounded hopes 
 Of speedy independence for these States. 
 
 Michael. Long months ago Virginia and the South 
 Severed all ties that bound them to the king. 
 New England still defies his Majesty. 
 The slow-paced patriots of these Middle States 
 Hold back their more enthusiastic friends. 
 They need angelic aid : let us assist. 
 Go thou, Ithuriel, to the hypocrites 
 Who only feign a love for liberty. 
 Expose their sordid, base hypocrisy; 
 Tear off their masks, and treat them with contempt. 
 Go, Abdiel, to the men who hesitate. 
 Rouse them to prompt, immediate action now. 
 Zephon, timidity demands your help. 
 Fill the faint-hearted with courageous thoughts. 
 Raphael, the great committee needs your aid 
 To have the declaration formed aright, 
 
68 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Not only as to principles and words, 
 
 But see that no expression gives offense 
 
 To any of the wise contracting States. 
 
 The slave trade is denounced in such strong terms 
 
 As Georgia never will consent to use; 
 
 Nor will New England thus condemn her sons 
 
 For trafficking in human flesh and blood. 
 
 One wants the slaves to cultivate her lands; 
 
 The other wants the profits of the trade. 
 
 The Carolinas, too, would like to have 
 
 Some changes made in those offensive words; 
 
 So Jefterson must alter those bold lines. 
 
 Or else for peace must let them be expunged. 
 
 Go, Gabriel, to the patriot, J oun Adams. 
 
 Touch with celestial fire his lips and tongue ; 
 
 Give him the spirit of convincing speech, 
 
 The eloquence that men cannot resist, 
 
 That Congress may be carried as by storm. 
 
 At 2 o'clock to-morrow let us meet. 
 
 Independence Square, Philadelphia, 2 o'clock, July 4, 1776. Michael, 
 Gabriel, Abdiel, Itiiuriel, Zephon, Raphael, Ariel. 
 
 Gabriel. Comrades, the Congress now begins to vote. 
 The great decision soon will be made known. 
 John Adams was most eloquent of men : 
 They could not but agree to all he said. 
 
 Michael. The bell of liberty begins to sound ; 
 The people cry aloud in tones of joy: 
 " Give praise to God I 'Tis Independence Da}^ ! " 
 
BOOK FOURTH 
 
 Scene: Trenton, N. J., Deccr.iber B5, 1776. Gabriel, Uzziel, 
 Ithuriel, Raphael. 
 
 Raphael. 'Tis a sad Christmas to Americans. 
 Of late discouragements have been their fate. 
 Last August thirty thousand enemies 
 Drove them across Long Island, with the loss 
 Of a full thousand valiant fighting men. 
 With muffled oars they hastened to New York; 
 Thence up to Harlem Heights, from which they saw 
 Five hundred blazing homes to light their way. 
 Fort Washington, with its brave garrison, 
 Surrendered in November to the foe : 
 Its thousands, in vile pestilential cells, 
 Await their death. Fort Lee was left in haste; 
 Its stores were lost. The army, driv'n with speed 
 Across New Jersey to the Delaware, 
 Seized all the boats and to the other shore 
 In safety crossed with but three thousand men. 
 
 Ithuriel. Charles Lee was ordered to conduct his men 
 With haste to join the troops of Washington ; 
 But he — vain marplot of his chieftain's plans — 
 Was taken by the British to New York. 
 He's more a Briton than American ; 
 His army, led by Sullivan, escaped, 
 And joined the standard of their honored chief. 
 The patriots now can claim six thousand men. 
 Congress has fled from Philadelphia, 
 At Baltimore votes dictatorial power 
 To Washington, that he may save their cause. 
 
 Uzziel. Prospects, indeed, seem gloomy in this land. 
 Its destiny doj^ends upon one man — 
 Upon his honor and capacity. 
 
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70 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Who saves his country from a foreign foe 
 Is tempted much to save it for himself; 
 Or if he cannot grasp the highest prize, 
 And seat himself upon a despot's throne, 
 May he not use his sword to force a peace, 
 And for it claim at least the second place 
 In the great government that he makes strong? 
 He may play Csesar if not Gen'ral Monk ; 
 If not an emperor, a British peer. 
 
 Ithuriel. 'Twas not Yirginia air that Caesar breathed; 
 'Twas no Yirginia mother nourished Monk. 
 True to his country, Washington will stand 
 Firm as the mountains of his native land. 
 
 Uzziel. Suspect not Washington of treachery; 
 Doubt not but he will do what man can do. 
 But when an ice-bridge spans the Delaware, 
 What shall hold back the British from their prey? 
 Then they must yield to Britain or to death, 
 Because the country has been so subdued 
 That Cornwallis starts off for Europe soon. 
 And Howe expects a Philadelphia home. 
 What think you, Gabriel, of the prospect now ? 
 
 Gabriel. 'Tis desperate indeed ; but Washington 
 Still leads his ragged troops from place to place ; 
 Upon his side, by pow'r divine arrayed. 
 Are all of Europe's selfish jealousies; 
 Old ocean's ev'ry wave and ev'ry gale; 
 The deep, broad rivers of his native land — 
 Their ice-clad torrents and their sunny floods ; 
 They've been his j^laymates from his joyous youth, 
 Are now his allies hast'ning to his help; 
 They shield him from the fury of his foes. 
 In league with these his country's hills and vales. 
 Her lofty mountains, and her fertile plains, 
 With all their grand majestic distances, 
 Fight freedom's battles in her hour of need. 
 Then millions of brave hearts and ready hands 
 Pledge each red drop that pulsates in the veins 
 Of liberty's unconquerable sons 
 
BATTLE OF TRENTON, 71 
 
 To the defense of home and native land. 
 
 But best of all, his trust is in our God. 
 
 Hark ! hark ! what sounds are those that strike the earth ? 
 
 The noise of battle floats upon the breeze; 
 
 The hated Hessians wake to meet their fate. 
 
 At the first onset, Eahl, their leader, fell. 
 They die, they bleed, they beg, they plead for life. 
 A few on horseback fled to Bordenton, 
 But Trenton's garrison are j^risoners, 
 Of death or of the troops of Washington. 
 The living bound are hurried o'er the waves 
 Expecting death in some most horrid form, 
 From men they have been told are cannibals. 
 There's Sullivan, there's Greene, there's Washington. 
 Last night they fought the fury of the storm, 
 The floating ice, the chilling, white-capped waves; 
 This morning marched to meet a sleeping foe. 
 Now, crowned with vict'ry, cross the Delaware, 
 Secure their pris'ners and their spoils of war. 
 This daring deed will shake the British Isle 
 From its strong confidence of victory. 
 'Twill kindle hope in ev'ry patriot's heart, 
 And nerve the arms of freemen for the strife. 
 
 Scene: Princeton, N. J., at day-break, January 4, 1777. Gabriel, 
 Abdiel, Ithuriel, Uzziel, Raphael. 
 
 Uzziel. Why wait we here ? Trenton demands our 
 care ! 
 'Tis there the war-cloud frowns most gloomily. 
 There Hessians, waking from the sluggish sleep 
 That followed their coarse Christmas revelry, 
 Found Washington had crossed the Delaware 
 To kill or capture Trenton's garrison. 
 More than two thousand fell or fled away, 
 Or passed as captives o'er'the broad, rough stream. 
 If the great chief had watched his prisoners, 
 And kept his troops on Pennsylvania ground. 
 He would have shunned the peril he is in ; 
 But he returned to Trenton, and has found 
 Cornwallis hastening to capture him. 
 
72 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Raphael. By thousands British troops do concentrate 
 To capture Washington and end the war. 
 They have him where they long have wanted him, 
 And now can pounce upon their noble prey. 
 He and his troops seem hopelessly entrap j)ed. 
 
 Ahdiel. Cornwallis led from this place troops enough 
 To crush the little army he opposed; 
 They fought there yesterday till dark came down. 
 This morning larger numbers march from here. 
 They start for Trenton by the break of day. 
 
 Ithuriel. To make sure work they gather from all 
 points, 
 And hope to capture full five thousand men, 
 "With Washington and his best generals. 
 What noise is that waking the villagers ? 
 The sound of battle on these classic grounds 
 Is startling even to an angel's ear. 
 Gabriel, can jou. inform us what it means ? 
 
 Gabriel. It means the British army has been left 
 To beat the air in Trenton this cold day; 
 While Washington surprises thousands here, 
 And strikes the bravest of their vet'rans down. 
 He kept his camp-fires blazing and marched round 
 The num'rous army of his pow'rful foes. 
 The unsuspecting JPrinceton troops are brave; 
 They, with their bright and bristling bayonets, 
 Drive raw recruits before them from the field. 
 But Mercer leads his valiant veterans 
 And turns the bloody tide of battle back. 
 He falls — the conflict rages fearfully ; 
 Death riots on the bravest of the brave, 
 And victory, bewildered, hesitates 
 To crown the brave, unflinching combatants. 
 But hark! A voice rings out upon the air 
 That stirs in patriots resistless might; 
 Its tones are heard where leaden hail falls fast. 
 And sulphurous smoke hides human forms from sight. 
 The target often thousand well-aimed balls 
 Cannot escape by any human means. 
 
burgoyne's surrender. 73 
 
 Abdicl, thy shield throw round him, or he falls: 
 Its heavenly temper from destruction saves. 
 
 The morning breeze lifts up the stifling smoke, 
 
 And shows the bloody battle nobly won. 
 
 The British line in wild disorder broke 
 
 Before the vaKant charge of Washington. 
 
 Well may that steed prance proudly o'er the field, 
 
 Displaying more of matchless majesty 
 
 Than all past ages ever yet did yield; 
 
 More virtue, valor. Christian chivalry ! 
 
 Scene: Saratoga, N. Y., October 17, 1777. Michael, Itiiukiel, 
 Zephon. 
 
 Ithuriel. There is a cheering sight to kindle joy 
 In ev'ry home of all these colonies ! 
 Burgoyne, in June, marched with ten thousand mc:i. 
 Well-armed and well-equipped for camp or field. 
 At his approach the patriots fled away 
 From their strong places and their army stores; 
 But bold John Stark at Bennington, Yerrnont, 
 Whipped two detachments of his bravest men. 
 His Indian allies have deserted him. 
 Two recent battles brought defeat and loss. 
 Within three days starvation's work begins. 
 And there remains no way by which t' escape. 
 This mighty army now capitulates. 
 The proud Burgoyne, with his six thousand braves, 
 And six wise members of the Parliament, 
 Surrender to the rustic colonists. 
 They, with themselves, give up abundant stores, 
 With ammunition for the next campaign; 
 Five thousand muskets, forty-two brass guns. 
 And, worst of all, the prestige of success. 
 
 ZepJion. The news of this humiliating stroke 
 Will startle Britain like an earthquake shock, 
 And make her monarch tremble on his throne. 
 'Twill strengthen Franklin at the court of France, 
 And bring about a formal alliance. 
 
 Ithuriel. Will this bring independence, peace, and joy ? 
 
74 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Michael. Not now. Britannia claims the right to tax, 
 And in all cases whatsoever rule. 
 When the sad news of this calamity 
 Comes to King George, it may dethrone his mind, 
 But will not change his policy at all. 
 His right to govern people as he wills 
 Must not be questioned by the colonists. 
 Eather than this England's last ship and her last 
 
 regiment 
 Must cross the ocean to keep up the fight. 
 When Holland, France, and Spain shall be combined 
 To fight the battles of her colonies, 
 England may wake from her delusive dreams 
 Of subjugation to her heavy yoke. 
 At present British troops claim victories 
 Upon the Delaware. They drive away 
 From Philadelphia the Congressmen. 
 The names of Germantown and Brandywine, 
 Waking sad memories in patriots. 
 Will, to the king and ministers, give hope 
 Of final victory for British arms. 
 And cause the flame of war to still blaze on. 
 The conq'rors and the conquered come this way. 
 What pity they should shed each other's blood! 
 There's Gates, there's Morgan, Starke of Bennington. ' 
 See Schuyler, Lincoln, Arnold, and St. Clair. 
 There Kosciusko, the brave Polander; 
 And there's Burgoyne, with captive officers. 
 
 Scene : Near Monmouth, N. J., June 21, 1778. Satan, Mars, Baal, 
 Moloch, Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Satan. How fare my trusty friends? How goes the 
 war? 
 
 Mars. The British have lost Boston since we met; 
 In their attack on Charleston been repulsed ; 
 By battles near to Brooklyn and New York 
 Compelled the patr'ts to retreat in haste 
 Across New Jersey to the Delaware, 
 With but three thousand ragged warriors. 
 The patriot chief passed o'er that freezing stream, 
 Leaving no boats by which his foes might cross. 
 
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 The Congress fled away to Baltimore, 
 
 Giving the Grenerai dictatorial power. 
 
 Joined by a few recruits, he turned again. 
 
 Pressed on through floating ice, surprised his foes, 
 
 Defeated them, sent to the Southei-n shore 
 
 His numerous captives; crossed the stream again, 
 
 As if to court defeat. His feeble force 
 
 Faced a strong army and defied its pow'r; 
 
 Skirmished a day with varying success, 
 
 But, with his camp-fires burning, marched by night 
 
 To strike with consternation other foes. 
 
 Full thirteen miles away at dawn of day. 
 
 Trenton and Princeton furnished battle-fields 
 
 On which the pride of Britain was brought low. 
 
 Then came the time for haughty royalists 
 
 To flee before their ragged enemies. 
 
 Before another year had passed away 
 
 Ships bore the Britons up the Chesapeake. 
 
 At Brandy wine the patriots were whipped; 
 
 At Germantown repulsed with fearful loss. 
 
 Again the Congress fled. Howe and his hosts 
 
 Seized Philadelphia, and gave several months 
 
 To merry revelry, with now and then 
 
 Heroic work, burning defenseless homes. 
 
 The patriots, meanwhile, at Valley Forge, 
 
 Half starved, half clad, unshod, stained with their blood 
 
 The snow on which they trod. But when spring came, 
 
 Eeports of help from France passed through the camp, 
 
 Infusing hope and joy where suff'ring reigned. 
 
 Howe and his troops forsook their city friends, 
 
 And sought a way of safety toward the sea. 
 
 'Tis nearly time that they should pass this way. 
 
 Of Saratoga and the British force 
 
 That there surrendered you have long since heard. 
 
 I need not speak of Gates or of Burgoyne. 
 
 Thus much about the progress of the war. 
 
 What has been done in other fields of fame? 
 
 Belial. At Philadelphia, I have long held sway 
 O'er all the victims of degrading vice, 
 And many of the lofty I've debased. 
 
76 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Baal. Yes, not a few of the polite, the proud, 
 The rich, the gay, the great have fallen low, 
 Th' unhappy victims of degrading vice. 
 In their humiliation I delight. 
 
 Moloch. With fiendish satisfaction I have watched 
 The starving, freezing troops at Valley Forge, 
 And, gloating over Washington's distress. 
 Have wondered how much anguish he could bear. 
 
 Mammon. I too have done my part to crush the chief. 
 By tempting the most covetous to hoard 
 What might have bought supplies for freezing men. 
 
 Satan. A bolder, more destructive work was mine : 
 I turned the hearts of patriots from their chief, 
 And undermined their confidence in him; 
 Not in his virtues, but his generalship. 
 I told of Gates and his great victory, 
 Of proud Charles Lee and his accomplishments; 
 I led them to desire a daring chief, 
 Eeady to take great risks and end the strife. 
 I puffed up Conway, with such self-conceit 
 That even he aspired to leadership. 
 The simpleton deceived and led astray 
 Some of the purest of the patriots. 
 But mortifying failure marred our plans. 
 The patriot leader, proof against our plots, 
 Sublimely tow'red above all rivalry. 
 But proud old Lee, still under my control, 
 Will sorely vex the chieftain here to-day. 
 I hear the booming of artillery. 
 Ha ! ha! The tide of battle flows this w^ay ! 
 
 Mars. Hold, Satan, I must mingle in this fight! 
 
 Moloch. And I must gloat upon the sufferings 
 Of thousands battling on this sultry day. 
 
 Mammon. I go to gather up the spoils of war. 
 
 Belial. And I to riot amid vilest deeds. 
 
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 Satan. In full retreat the Continentals come. 
 Charles Lee has done as I instructed him. 
 An English heart beats warmly in his breast; 
 'Tis full of rage at AYashington to-day. 
 And yonder comes the chief to meet the foe. 
 lie checks and turns retreating soldiery. 
 'Tis British troops now haste in mad retreat: 
 But what a vision breaks upon my view 
 As Washington meets Lee I IS'ever have I 
 Seen such a countenance since Michael frowned 
 On mo in our first conflict on the hills 
 Of my own native heav'n I Sublimely grand, 
 He rides in manly majesty. Sternness, 
 Severity, heroic rage, reproof, 
 Eebuke, and lofty indignation blend 
 AVith high authority in the great chief. 
 As he, in startling thunder tones exclaims: 
 " Halt, Gcn'ral Lee! In Grod's great name I ask 
 Why all this ill-timed prudence here to-day?" 
 Lee, with insulting nonchalance, replied : 
 " Unless reports be false, no man has more 
 Of that rascally virtue than yourself" 
 " Go to the rear, insulting miscreant, go !" 
 So said the chief. " Let all the brave, the true 
 Forward with me to glorious victory." 
 Forward they go, Lafayette, Sullivan, 
 Charles Scott, and other heroes with their chief, 
 Sweeping before them England's veterans. 
 
 Scene: Louisville, Ky., Falls of the Ohio. Su7iset, July CO, 177S. 
 Raphael, Zephox, Ariel. 
 
 Ariel. Comrades, from yonder lofty ridge is seen 
 A landscape, the most grand and beautiful 
 That charms the eye or melts the heart of man. 
 Th' encircling hills, radiant in sunset hues, 
 Seem piled in grandeur to protect from harm 
 God's loveliest children in this paradise. 
 That matchless river flows like molten gold 
 Between bright shores of greenest emerald, 
 Bedecked with flowers and enriched with fruits. 
 
78 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 'Tis hero shall rise, in the blest years to come, 
 Homes of the beaatiful, the pure, the brave, 
 Of maids most amiable, and men most true. 
 
 Zephon. What men are these who seem to come from 
 far, 
 Toil-worn, yet joyful, to these rustic homes ? 
 List to their shouts of triumph as they come! 
 The town pours forth its happy denizens 
 With glad congratulations on their tongues. 
 See the young prattlers claim a father's kiss, 
 And stalwart men press loved ones to their hearts. 
 See joyful tears streaming from sparkling eyes, 
 And love's own blushes glow on beauty's cheek! 
 What makes these people all so jubilant ? 
 
 Baphael. These are Yirginia's brave and daring sons, 
 Sent forth by her to wrest from enemies 
 The broad domain that has been hers of right 
 Nearly two centuries, and still is hers. 
 Uncanceled royal charters, oft renewed. 
 Confirmed her title over all these lands 
 From the Atlantic to Pacific's coast. 
 When France intruded, her indignant sons 
 Drove the proud Frenchmen from their heritage. 
 When George the Third stretched Canada this way 
 To check the spread of freedom in the West, 
 They drove the land thieves of the king away 
 In spite of all the claims of royalty. 
 The Western forts surrendered by the French 
 Have all been used by British cruelty 
 To arm the Indians for a deadly strife 
 That spared not infancy nor womanhood. 
 But these frontiersmen, at Yirginia's call, 
 Subdued her foes, and by their valor won 
 The nascent empire she had well-nigh lost. 
 The garrisons, surprised, laid down their arms. 
 Surrendering to rightful ownership 
 The vast, unmeasured region that extends 
 From where the mighty rivers of the West 
 Unite to seek the Gulf in company, 
 
GEORGE ROGERS CLARKE, 79 
 
 Up the broad streams each to its distant source, 
 
 With space for eighty millions of the free 
 
 To dwell securely through all coming time. 
 
 No wonder, then, that heroes such as these 
 
 Eeceive the plaudits of their countrymen 
 
 And wear fame's brightest, greenest laurel wreaths. 
 
 Behold Geori^e Eoorers Clarke, fame's fav'rite son ! 
 
 Scene : Savannah, Ga., October 8, 1779. Satan, Mars, Moloch, 
 Belial. 
 
 Mars. The dilatory tactics of these times 
 Fill lofty spirits with intense disgust. 
 Two warlike nations, mightiest of earth, 
 Have been at war for two and twenty months 
 Without a battle worthy of the name. * 
 Their mighty fleets, though well-equipped and manned. 
 Avoid each other with great carefulness. 
 The fear of storms excuses cowardice. 
 Howe left the Delaware and sought New York ; 
 D'Estaing sailed into Newport, but sailed out 
 Without a fight except with waves and winds; 
 Then sailed to Boston to repair his ships. 
 Leaving the Yankee army without help, 
 T' escape from enemies as best they could. 
 The cautious Frenchman with his ships is here; 
 Six thousand fighting men obey his voice. 
 As many Carolinians are in arms, 
 But the slow movements of their o^lficers 
 Forbid the expectation of success. 
 Meanwhile the war, if war it may be called, 
 Drags its slow movements wearily along. 
 
 Moloch. Mars, you should not belittle this great war. 
 Have not the Buttlers led the savages 
 To desolate Wyoming, and destroy 
 A thousand happy Pennsylvania homes ? 
 Have they not given to the greedy flames 
 New York's most peaceful, prosp'rous western towns ? 
 Did not the patriots retaliate 
 By burning forty Indian villages ? 
 
80 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Belial. Yes, Mars, the torch performed most brilliant 
 deeds 
 At Norfoll^, Portsmouth, and along the shores 
 Of the broad Chesapeake. Connecticut 
 Beheld the lurid flames that lighted up 
 Norwalk, Fairfield, and other coast-wise towns; 
 While cruel Tryon gazed and rocked and laughed. 
 
 Mars. That was not war. 'Twas arson, murder, theft, 
 Barbaric outrages on helplessness. 
 For deeds like these does Britain's Parliament 
 Vote twenty millions sterling and call out 
 Thirty-five thousand troops, and of marines 
 Eighty-five thousand more? In olden times 
 My heathen heroes made no wars on babes. 
 Men armed for battle were the foes they struck. 
 
 Satan. But, Mars, whatever hurts the human race 
 Grives satisfaction to malicious hate. 
 You say that burning dwellings is not war; 
 That killing babes and women is not war. 
 When Piggott was repulsed by Sullivan, 
 Losing three hundred of his bravest troops. 
 Was not that war ? When Wayne, at Stony Point, 
 Conquered six hundred men and took their stores, 
 Destroyed their fort and bore its treasures off — 
 Was such a use of bayonets not war? 
 When Major Lee with some militia-men 
 Attacked the Jersey City garrison 
 And saw two hundred of them bite the dust, - 
 Was not that war? Ask the whipped Tories if 
 It was not war that Pickens waged on them 
 When, near Broad Eiver, hundreds of them fell. 
 What was it, if not war, when Prevost and 
 His forces took Fort Sunbury ; when 
 Campbell took Augusta and Savannah ? 
 What mean these ships, these soldiers, and marines ? 
 They all mean war, as you shall soon admit. 
 These are not cowards: steadily they march 
 To storm the fort and drive the British out 
 Or die in the attempt. There is D'Estaing, 
 
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 And there Pulaski, bravest of the Poles. 
 
 See Lincoln leads his Carolinians ! 
 
 They vie with the brave French in gallantry. 
 
 There Sergeant Jasper hastens to the front. 
 
 The flags of France float proudly on the wall ; 
 
 The banners of the patr'ts, too, arc there. 
 
 But, see, the redcoats hurl them down in haste ! 
 
 Pulaski falls, and Jasper, too, is slain; 
 
 D'Estaing is wounded; Britons hold the fort! 
 
 Scene : Bank of Hudson River, September 24, 17 SO. Satan, Mam- 
 mon, Belial. 
 
 Maimiion. What say you, Satan, to my grand 
 campaign ? 
 I have, without a musket or a man, 
 Injured the patr'ts more than tongue can tell. 
 Clinton, Cornwallis, Rawdon, Tarleton, Howe, 
 With all their troops and all their mighty fleets, 
 Boast no achievements equal to my own. 
 I have locked up the treasuries of States 
 Against the pressing needs of starving men, 
 Who battle bravely to protect their homes. 
 Their great commander pleads, but pleads in vain: 
 The miserly and covetous have joined 
 To paralyze the armies he commands. 
 Co-operation with the French is vain 
 Unless supplies enable troops to march 
 With those brave allies 'gainst the common foe. 
 The patriot heroes can defy armed men ; 
 But shrink from want, starvation, nakedness 
 Into the rav'ning jarvvs of greedy graves. 
 The twelfth of May saw gallant Charleston fall, 
 Amid the thunders of two hundred guns. 
 Gates lost a thousand men on Camden's field; 
 Four thousand more were driven to their homes 
 By destitution's cruel tyranny. 
 Georgia lies prostrate at Britannia's feet: 
 South Carolinia trembles in her chains, 
 And ruin riots among Southern homes. 
 Give me due credit for my wondrous work. 
 
 Satan. You have my thanks for your great usefulness. 
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82 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Mammon. But more I claim for labors at the North. 
 I've stirred the bravest troops to mutiny; 
 I've led to treason gifted officers. 
 Arnold has sold himself for paltry gold ; 
 Britain pays down to him ten thousand pounds, 
 With the commission of a brigadier. 
 Suspicion, scowling, stalks through patriot camps, 
 Driving before her confidence and love. 
 What say you, comrades, of my great success? 
 
 Belial. I say 'twas I led Arnold to sell out. 
 He has with me been " Hail ! fellow, well met," 
 Until in morals bankrupt, he is lost. 
 But there he goes with Andre by his side. 
 They part; Andre comes nearer. See him now 
 Arrested by three men. He has betrayed 
 And overthrown himself by his mistake. 
 He tries to bribe his captors, but in vain. 
 Yes, there are Paulding, Williams, and YanWert, 
 Patterns of valor and fidelity, 
 With Andre, victim of base Arnold's guilt. 
 
 Scene : Eutaw Springs, S. C, September IS, 1781. Gabriel, Akiel, 
 
 Ariel. I watch to-day o'er pious Marion. 
 But what brings hither mighty Gabriel ? 
 Words fail to tell how glad I am to meet 
 The honored leader of angelic bands, 
 The trusted guardian of most prosp'rous States. 
 
 Gabriel. I watch the closing conflicts of the war. 
 Light breaks upon the suff'ring colonies. 
 'Twill not be long till British troops retire, 
 Leaving the blessing of self-government 
 To the brave heroes of America. 
 I've watched the struggle since it first began; 
 With deep displeasure seen the cruelties 
 Inflicted by the British on their foes. 
 Of late the traitor Arnold led the fiends, 
 First in Yirginia, then Connecticut 
 Was made to suffer by her recreant son. 
 Last January Tarleton fell upon 
 Morgan's division of the troops of Greene. 
 
GREENE AT EUTAW SPUING S. 83 
 
 'Twas at the Cowpens. Furious was the fight. 
 
 The cavahy of William Washington 
 
 Was hurled at Tarleton with resistless force. 
 
 Wounded and whipped, he fled with haste and speed, 
 
 Leaving a hundred dead upon the field. 
 
 More than five hundred were made prisoners 
 
 With muskets and artillery and stores. 
 
 Cornwallis hastened to retrieve his loss, 
 
 But Greene retreated with his prisoners, 
 
 Crossed the Catawba, Yadkin, and the Dan, 
 
 Saved by the rains from fast pursuing foes. 
 
 Then, turning on his track, recrossed the Dan, 
 
 Sent Light Horse Harry Lee to find and take 
 
 Three hundred Tories who would Tarleton join. 
 
 At Guilford Court-house Cornwallis and Greene 
 
 Fought fiercely, but without a victory. 
 
 The Britons, loudly boasting, marched away. 
 
 To practice arson, theft, and robbery, 
 
 Leaving Lord Eawdon to contend with Greene. 
 
 With Eawdon Greene has fought at Hobkirk's Hill, 
 
 Torn from him all the posts he held but three. 
 
 His lordship went to Charleston recently. 
 
 To aid Balfour in murd'ring General Hayne, 
 
 And Stewart leads the battle here to-day. 
 
 The fight begins; Greene is victorious. 
 
 But see ! some hungry troops have broken ranks 
 
 To feast themselves upon the spoils of war! 
 
 A fearful error! Stewart now returns; 
 
 Fighting begins again; Stewart gains ground — 
 
 He holds the field. So much for discipline ! 
 
 To-morrow will compel him to retreat. 
 
 Less than two months will bring the patriots 
 
 A triumph that will lead to final peace. 
 
 See ! there is Greene ; there's Light Horse Harry Lee ; 
 
 Yonder is Pickens; Sumter comes this way; 
 
 And here is Marion, soldier and saint. 
 
 Scene: YorJctoivn, Va., October 19, 1781. Ships and camps in full 
 vieiv. Michael, Gabriel, Abdiel, Raphael, Ithukiel. 
 
 Michael This is the day we've long desired to sec. 
 All heaven is jubilant, and men rejoice. 
 
84 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC. 
 
 Awe-stricken hell hears all hei" legions mourn 
 
 And send loud groans of anguish from her depths. 
 
 Defeat adds weight to galling, dark'ning chains 
 
 Of those to whom no gleam of hope remains; 
 
 No possibility of happiness, 
 
 But fearful looking for of fiery wrath. 
 
 Satan and his dark hosts are vanquished here, 
 
 Prelusive of their final vanquishment. 
 
 Ithuriel. Here England's king and all his royal court, 
 And tyranny, its lordhngs and its tools, 
 In all the lands beneath the shining sun, 
 Are conquered by the people in their might, 
 Foreshadowing triumphant human rights 
 Wherever men shall live upon the earth. 
 
 Abdiel. Fraternity and fellowship and love 
 Crown on this spot the brotherhood of man, 
 As seen in Washington and Lafayette, 
 Uniting free America and France 
 Under the loving fatherhood of God, 
 Presaging that the family of Christ 
 Shall soon embrace the human family. 
 
 Michael. Gabriel, will you relate what brought to pass 
 This wondrous triumph of the patriots ? 
 
 Gabriel. When France sent her brave troops and 
 mighty fleets 
 High hopes of speedy vict'ry were indulged ; 
 But failure at Savannah and Newport 
 Was sadd'ning and discouraging to all. 
 While Washington jjlanned campaigns with the French, 
 Arnold, the traitor, sold himself for gold. 
 And bargained to deliver up West Point. 
 Some of the ragged, freezing, starving troops 
 Turned against Congress and their officers. 
 But not against the country that they loved; 
 For, when the British would have bribed with gold, 
 They seized the spies and gladly gaw them hanged. 
 When this was told in Philadelphia, 
 Some gen'rous persons sent, for their relief, 
 
YOUTHFUL LAFAYETTE, 
 
 85 
 
 Three hundred thousand dollars of their own. 
 More permanent provision for the troops 
 Was made by a French loan on liberal terms. 
 Then the great chief proposed to take New York, 
 
 LAFAYETTE AT YORKTOWN. 
 
 Concerting with the French about the time. 
 The enemy, informed of all the plans, 
 Made ready to repel the allied troops. 
 Just then Cornwallis left the farther south, 
 
86 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 And through Virginia led marauding bands 
 
 With arson's torch and plunder's thieving hand. 
 
 To watch his movements, Lafayette was sent. 
 
 The young French hero hung upon the rear 
 
 Of his strong enemy. His watchful eye 
 
 Perceived the faulty tactics of his foe. 
 
 He hastened to entreat his wilHng chief 
 
 To march with speed and capture Cornwallis. 
 
 While Washington marched southward with his troops, 
 
 Clinton, deceived, still fortified New York, 
 
 And concentrated neighb'ring forces there. 
 
 He even ordered Cornwallis to march 
 
 Down toward the sea, in readiness to sail 
 
 With all his plunderers, to save I^ew York. 
 
 Americans and French pursued with speed. 
 
 Meanwhile, French fleets drove off the British ships, 
 
 Entered York Eiver, bringing troops and guns, 
 
 Leaving the British no way of escape. 
 
 The siege was pressed with vigor and with skill. 
 
 Such prodigies of valor were displayed 
 
 As men of later times will celebrate. 
 
 Young Hamilton and younger Lafayette 
 
 Inscribed their names high on the roll of fame, 
 
 While older chiefs looked on admiringly 
 
 As greenest laurels dropped on their own brows. 
 
 At last, when summer's suns and autumn's frosts 
 
 Had tinged the forests with celestial dyes, 
 
 And filled with plenty all Virginia's homes. 
 
 And all her pious hearts with gratitude, 
 
 vShe sees her heroes reap upon her fields 
 
 A harvest of her conquered enemies. 
 
 With redcoats gayer than her forest leaves. 
 
 And treasures richer than her soil could 3^ield. 
 
 She sees and songs of praise rise up to God, 
 
 Till rapturous devotion, jubilant. 
 
 Fills the whole universe with sounding praise. 
 
 Lift up your voices, first-born sons of God ! 
 
 Praise him for liberty to Adam's race! 
 
 All the Angels. " We laud and magnify the Lord Most 
 High, 
 
SURRENDER AT YORKTOWN. 87 
 
 Who was and is the source of life and love, 
 Of earthly and of heavenly liberty." 
 
 Raphael. Tell ua now, Gabr'el, what the patr'ts gain 
 By this surrender of their eneniies ? 
 
 Gabriel. Eight thousand prisoners lay down their arms, 
 And give up more than livescore mighty guns; 
 Surrender treasure-chests and rich supplies, 
 Whether just stolen or brought o'er the sea; 
 But best of all, they independence gain. 
 See there ! O'Hara leads the captives forth. 
 
 Ahdlel. Where is Cornwallis, that he does not lead? 
 
 Ithuriel. The earl is meanly sulking in his tent; 
 Humiliation he's too weak to face; 
 But there is Tarleton, bold and saucy still, 
 There are many who deserve a better fate. 
 There go the Hessians, subjects of a prince 
 Who sells his subjects to get paltry gold. 
 'Tis well for them that they are prisoners. 
 Here come the conquerors ; they pass this way. 
 Behold the noble Frenchman, Eoehambeau ! 
 There is De Grasse, Viominel, Gouvion, 
 Eochfontaine, DuPortail, and many more; 
 And Lafayette, the noblest of the French. 
 Behold the ragged heroes of the line ! 
 Kings of America, now crowned with joy. 
 And destined soon to see the heaven of home 
 And be enthroned in happy, loving hearts. 
 There's the militia of Virginia, 
 Led on by Nelson, their brave Governor. 
 To them this is indeed the day of days 
 That frees their commonwealth from plund'ring foes. 
 Still nearer to us here are officers 
 Whose names belong to everlasting ftime. 
 There is young Laurens, there is Hamilton, 
 There Lincoln, Knox, there mighty Washington. 
 
 Michael. Let us depart for Philadelphia, 
 To see how Congress will receive the news. 
 
88 THE AMEBICAN EPIC, 
 
 Scene: Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, October 2S, 1781. Moonlight. 
 Michael, Gabriel, Abdiel, Eaphael, Ithuriel. 
 
 Raphael. A messenger from Yorktown has arrived, 
 And thrills the town with news of victory. 
 
 Abdiel. The clock strikes ten, but joy drives sleep away. 
 Hear the glad watchman who proclaims the hour! 
 " Past ten o'clock; Cornwallis is taken." 
 
 Ithuriel. All homes and hearts glow with intense delight, 
 While loving gratitude gives j)i*aise to G-od. 
 
 Gabriel. Peace, independence, and prosperity 
 Now seem to dance attendance on the throngs 
 That tell of this grand triumph of their arms. 
 
 Michael. To-morrow Congress will be jubilant, 
 And give expression to a nation's joy. 
 Let us attend and join in thanks to God, 
 
 Scene : Lutheran Church, Philadelphia, October 24, 1781. Michael, 
 Gabriel, Raphael, Abdiel, Ithuriel. 
 
 Michael. To-day the Congress of America 
 Has crowned itself with glory and renown. 
 It honors God and humbly seeks his courts 
 To ofter thanks and praise for victory 
 To him who rules the universe in love. 
 
 Abdiel. The country under his protecting care, 
 Must prosper as no nation ever did. 
 
 Raphael. While these wise, pious legislators come 
 To lay their honors at their Saviour's feet, 
 I'll write their names and bid angelic bands 
 Guard well their steps, and lead them to the skies. 
 
 Gabriel. I almost wish permission was obtained 
 To let them see their guardian-angels here 
 Uniting with them as they worship God. 
 
 Michael. On earth man must now live by faith, not sight; 
 Unclouded vision shall be his above. 
 W^e must to-day remain invisible. 
 Let- us depart and make report on high. 
 
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 Scene: Annapolis, Md., December 26, 1783. Michael, Gabriel, 
 
 AbDIEL, ItH URIEL. 
 
 Michael. Comrades, our newborn nation now takes 
 rank 
 Among earth's grandest, noblest, mightiest. 
 
 Gabriel. Reluctant Britain, a full year ago, 
 Consented to the freedom of her child. • - 
 
 September saw that freedom guaranteed 
 By formal treaty between Holland, Spain, t^ 
 
 France, England, and these free United States. 
 
 Abdlel. Peace reigns. A month ago King George 
 called back 
 His fiercest war-dogs to their kennel homes. 
 No yelping cur of all his pack is left 
 To howl around the dwellings of the free. '■ 
 
 Ithuriel. Heroes of independence seek their homes 
 To toil for bread like other honest men. 
 The war-worn veterans and their great chief 
 With many tears bedewed the parting hour. 
 Honor and fame attend them as they go. 
 And grateful thousands gladly sing their praise. 
 
 Gabriel. Great Washington to-day gives up his sword; 
 The chief becomes a private citizen. 
 Earth never witnessed such a scene before. 
 This uncrowned hero wears such honors now 
 As never king nor emperor might claim. 
 Behold him in his last and greatest act. 
 
 Michael. I see the modest hero giving back 
 Not only the commission he received, 
 But with it liberty and equal rights 
 For millions through the ages yet to come; 
 A land from foreign domination free; 
 A bright example of unselfishness 
 Rebuking tyranny throughout the world ; 
 A human character pure and complete, 
 Time's greatest product — earth's most noble man. 
 
BOOK FIFTH. 
 
 Scene: Philadelphia, August 15, 1787. The Federal Conventionin 
 session. Gabriel, Raphael, Ariel, Zephon, Zophiel. 
 
 Gabriel. Comrades, this great convention hesitates 
 To give these States a stronger government. 
 All efforts to agree have thus far failed; 
 A j^erfect union is impossible, 
 But means must be devised to pay old debts 
 And such expenses as necessity 
 Demands from such a union of great States. 
 
 Ariel. 'Tis said that a small tax of five per cent 
 On tonnage and imported merchandise 
 Would be sufficient to pay all just claims 
 Against the Union's empty treasury; 
 But selfishness devises deep-laid schemes 
 By which each section may enrich itself, 
 While making others pay the Union's tax. 
 
 Zephon. Small States claim full equality with large; 
 The large demand, for numbers and for wealth. 
 Controlling power in the new government. 
 The South would count their num'rous slaves as men ; 
 The North would tax those slaves as property. 
 "Leave commerce free," says the rich, sunny South; 
 "Tax foreign ships," says the poor, freezing North; 
 " Give us your trade; we want your patronage." 
 Three States want slaves brought here from Africa; 
 Others would gladly stop the hateful trade. 
 
 Zophiel. "State sovereignty!" cry Mason, Lee. Yates, 
 Ames; 
 Wilson and King deny State sovereignty. 
 Charles Pinckney asks a negative on laws 
 Enacted by the wisdom of the States. 
 (90) 
 
HA MIL TON S A BIS TOCRA C F. 
 
 91 
 
 To this James Madison consents, but fears, 
 As Mason dreads and Lee foresees, taxes 
 By which the North shall rob the South. 
 
 Raphael. Ames dreads consolidation. Kufus King 
 Opposes his New England on that point; 
 He joins with Pinckney, Wilson, Hamilton, 
 And Morris to demand strong government. 
 Hamilton would have a life-long Senate, 
 Their sons to be successors to themselves; 
 A President for life, to dominate 
 All Governors of States. These Governors 
 
 BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. 
 
 To have a negative on all State laws. 
 He wants to do away with all the States, 
 And so perfect the general government 
 That it can work when States shall disappear 
 The British Constitution he admires; 
 Hereditary aristocracy 
 To him seems necessary to success 
 In giving steadiness to governments; 
 Hopes that an aristocracy of wealth 
 Will save from ruin the fair land he loves, 
 Nor let it sink in ruins underneath 
 The numbers of its low democracy. 
 
92 • THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Can such contrary views be harmonized 
 
 In one great government for sovereign States? 
 
 Gabriel Franklin now bids them all seek help from 
 God, 
 And help will come in this their time of need. 
 By Sherman and by Ellsworth reconciled, 
 The smaller and the larger States agree 
 That in the Senate they will equals be; 
 But in the House of Representatives 
 Numbers of population shall control. 
 On Hamilton's advice, slaves shall be taxed; 
 Their masters cast their votes for three of five. 
 New England wants protection for her ships 
 To profit by transporting Southern crops. 
 She also wants to trade her rum for slaves 
 And reap rich harvests from old Afric's sands. 
 Therefore for gain she will not hesitate 
 To contract in good faith and honesty 
 With Georgia and the Carolinas too, 
 To bring them all the negro slaves they want, 
 If they will vote with her for tonnage laws, 
 By which her ships may do the carrying. 
 The South will get just what she always had' 
 New England, wealth beyond all estimate, 
 A golden harvest through all coming time. 
 
 Ariel. The advocates of a strong government 
 Will take all they can get, and when they can 
 Will give wealth's aristocracy a chance 
 To fetter poverty's democracy. 
 As to the friends of civil libert}^. 
 And all the watchful guardians of State rights, 
 It will be truthfully and freely sworn 
 That they keep all they do not give away ; 
 Yes, keep them wrapped in paper guarantees. 
 Till wealth, with shining fingers, shall untie; 
 The sword cut up in fragmentary scraps; 
 Wild factions throw them to the heedless winds; 
 Fanaticism give them to her flames ; 
 And despotism laugh in freedom's face. 
 
A CHOICE OF EVILS. 93 
 
 Zephon. Does God approve- of union by such means, 
 Of governments based on duplicity, 
 Of overreaching and chicanery 
 By those who rule the millions of mankind? 
 
 Gabriel. 'Tis not that Grod approves, but man is free. 
 The selfishness of men forbids the best. 
 All seek their own at other men's expense, 
 While God says: "Love thy neighbor as thyself." 
 A choice of evils, man obtains at last 
 A selfish union, rather than fierce wars 
 Between the millions of divided States. 
 So Franklin thinks, and so thinks Washington. 
 The swindling statesmen cost simplicity 
 Less money than the honest soldiers cost: 
 And soldiers are not always honest men. 
 Then war brings arson, robbery, and theft, 
 Wounds, sickness, homelessness, and sudden death, 
 With barbarism to enlightened lands; 
 And widowhood and orphanage and woe, 
 And hatreds such as Satan cherishes. 
 The work of the convention will be done, 
 The Constitution sent to all the States 
 To be rejected or be ratified. 
 A day's work ended, statesmen now take rest. 
 The weary, anxious patriots pass this way. 
 See Franklin, Washington, Lee, Madison, 
 Ames, Gorham, Pinckney, Ellsworth, Hamilton ! 
 
 Scene : Richmond, Va., June S4, 1788. Satan. 
 
 Satan. This is the hour, this the appointed place 
 At which my brave compeers attend my court. 
 This day's decision settles destiny. 
 Determines boundaries of warring States, 
 Or makes one prosp'rous nation of them all. 
 From Hudson Eiver to the Chesapeake, 
 The Constitution has been ratified. 
 'Tis rumored all New England wears the yoke. 
 Even if this be so, three warlike realms 
 Eemain to stain the land with kindred blood. 
 
94 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Ehode Island and New York, like a keen wedge, 
 
 Cut through the heart of the North-eastern States. 
 
 North Carolina and Virginia stand 
 
 Like solid walls to fence out and exclude 
 
 The two great States that lie still farther south. 
 
 If I can hold them so, then ceaseless wars 
 
 Shall flood the land with carnage and- distress. 
 
 [Baal, Moloch, Azazel, Mammon, and Chemosii approach.'] 
 
 All hail! My worthy, trusted, brave compeers. 
 Your presence is most cheering here to-day. 
 Baal, what say the States you visited ? 
 
 Baal They all agree. They vote to ratify. 
 
 Satan. Moloch, how vote the States to which you 
 went ? 
 
 Moloch. They have done likewise. All have ratified. 
 
 Satan. What say you, Chemosh, as to your two States? 
 
 Chemosh. Ehode Island and New York firmly refuse 
 To join in this new union of the States. 
 But Jay and Hamilton most actively 
 Persuade the people to come in and ratify. 
 Though they have all the elements that make 
 A pros^yrous, independent commonwealth. 
 
 Satan. What of New Hampshire ? Tell us, Azazel, 
 If she still holds out independently ? 
 
 Azazel. To the new union she at last accedes; 
 The Constitution she now ratifies. 
 
 Satan. Say, Mammon, what of Massachusetts now? 
 
 Mammon. I found there much distrust of the new plan. 
 They thought the smaller States had gained too much; 
 Dreaded consolidation, claimed State rights, 
 Feared federal usurpation, and the loss 
 Of precious liberty by despotism. 
 
SOUTH CAROLINA RATIFIES. 95 
 
 Taxation seemed to terrify their minds. 
 
 They lauded pure religion, and professed 
 
 Hot indignation against slave-holding. 
 
 Indeed, so eloquent did they become, 
 
 So violent in speech, that 1 did hope 
 
 They would stand up to banish slavery, 
 
 Thus bringing on incessant, bloody wars. 
 
 But Gorham, Gore, King, Phillips, Pierce, and Ames 
 
 Proved that New England gained her tonnage laws 
 
 By contract with three Southern States for slaves. 
 
 'Twas said the treasure offered for the slaves 
 
 Was better for New England than the mines 
 
 Of rich Peru, with all their yellow gold. 
 
 This golden argument would have prevailed 
 
 If all the Africans that tread the earth 
 
 Had stood in clanking chains before their eyes. 
 
 Hancock's amendments were presented then 
 
 By Samuel Adams, the great patriot; 
 
 They were adopted. The Constitution 
 
 Then was ratified, and Massachusetts 
 
 Acceded to the Union in due form. 
 
 Satan. Azazel, what has Carolina done ? 
 
 Azazel. South Carolina first opposed the plan ; 
 With proud disdain frowned on its tyranny, 
 Could not intrust it with her liberty; 
 Said if she needs must serve, why meekly bow 
 Obedient to New England, rather* than 
 Wear the yoke in service to old Britain. 
 Claimed freedom from oppressive tonnage laws. 
 I thought she would reject the odious scheme, 
 But Pinckney told them that the Middle States, 
 Including great Virginia, had denied 
 The right to import slaves in time to come, 
 But generous New England had agreed 
 To give them slaves for the next twenty years 
 If they would give the Fed'ral government 
 An unrestricted right to tax at will 
 All foreign tonnage for their benefit. 
 He told them that they gained the right to vote 
 
96 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 For full three-fifths of all the slaves they owned; 
 
 That Fed'ral power could never take a slave, 
 
 But, on the contrary, all States were bound 
 
 To send back fugitives their masters claimed, 
 
 Thus giving to the masters' right in slaves 
 
 The guarantee of thirteen sovereignties, 
 
 And of the Federal government combined. 
 
 He told how Greene drove out their British foes 
 
 And gave protection to their families ; 
 
 How, when six States tried hard to shut out slaves, 
 
 New England's potent hand let them come in. 
 
 This wakened gratitude. She gave them slaves; 
 
 They gave the pow'r to tax the tonnage of 
 
 The foreigner, and thus monopolize 
 
 The carrying trade. The Constitution 
 
 Then was ratified. South Carolina 
 
 Acceded to the Union with her slaves. 
 
 Satan. Then nine of these disjointed sovereignties, 
 With four between, will give six boundaries 
 On which fierce wars will rage incessantly. 
 To-day Virginia's fateful voice will speak. 
 If she accedes, the others will come in 
 And make the "Union perfectly complete ; 
 But if she does accede, she claims the right 
 To secede when bold usurpation frowns. 
 She claims for " States," and people of the States, 
 All powers not granted and by words conveyed 
 To the new government they now create; 
 Claims to protect her rights and all the rights ' 
 Of her posterity to latest times 
 By all the strong, time-tested muniments 
 Of civil liberty and equity. 
 But despots laugh at law. Majorities 
 Are most despotic despots. Only force 
 Wielded by States can shield from Fed'ral force 
 The prey of sectional majorities. 
 One-fourth of all the Governors of States, 
 Backed by their troops, might lay potential hands 
 On rampant tyranny and fraudful greed ; 
 Might veto domineering, selfish hate, 
 
A TRIBUNATE OF STATES. 
 
 97 
 
 And hold the robber section from its prey 
 Until a grave convention of the States 
 Shall, by a three-fourths vote, give legal force 
 To the obnoxious measure in dispute, 
 Or grant relief to the oppressed by law. 
 '•ct whatever she demands, 
 
 PATRICK HENRY. 
 
 If she secures this mighty tribunate 
 A fourth to veto, till three-fourths confirm, 
 Our bloody schemes fail of accomplishment. 
 Such check on selfishness held by the States 
 Would counteract all swindling, fraudful schemes, 
 And take from demagogues disunion's plea. 
 7 
 
y» THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 It would perpetuate to latest times 
 The peaceful union of this happy land. 
 A\^e must prevent the union if we can; 
 If not, then see that its defects provide 
 Grounds for our triumphs in the days to come. 
 Comrades, await me here, while I look in 
 On these wise Solons of the wilderness. 
 
 He goes. He returns. 
 
 How greedily they swallow Henry's words ! 
 
 With what complete control he sways these men ! 
 
 Not Cicero, nor great Demosthenes, 
 
 Nor modern Chatham e'er possessed such power 
 
 As this great backwoods sage and orator. 
 
 Like one inspired, the rustic statesman talks. 
 
 He tells the horrors of their coming fate 
 
 In such strong language that they seem to see 
 
 Angels bemoaning their sad destiny. 
 
 {Aside.'] I'll make the talker a true prophet yet, 
 As later generations shall confess. 
 Yet, 'twill not do to longer let him speak. 
 Or he may tell of means t'avert their doom. 
 Eut how to stop the torrent of his words, 
 Or quench the lightning of his countenance, 
 I find not — Yes, his voice shall not be heard; 
 Am I not prince of all the pow'rs of air? 
 AYill not the winds come swiftly at my call? 
 I'll raise a storm to shake the solid earth; 
 The frowning concave rend with fiery bolts; 
 All elemental forces shall be stirred 
 To threaten men with instantaneous death. 
 Ha, ha ! Ha, ha ! They flee as shrinking from 
 The wrath of the divine Omnipotent. 
 Howl on ! howl on ! destructive elements. 
 While, in my fiendish glee, I gloat upon 
 The ruin and destruction I have wrought. 
 
 Gabriel and other holy angels arrive. 
 Crahriel Satan, why this alarming, dreadful storm ? 
 
Satan's destructive stobm. 99 
 
 Satan. Gabriel, I'm free. Your meddlin<^ insolence 
 Deserves no other answer. I do not 
 Move at any master's word. I will it. 
 You poor watch-dogs of creation slip your 
 Gilt collars, leave your locked kennels, 
 And come out to yelp at your superior. 
 
 Gabriel. Call off those fearful winds from their wnld 
 work. 
 This moment let the dreadful tempest cease; 
 Then, if you will, rail on with idle breath — 
 Yes, in an instant hush the thunder's voice, 
 Or feel the horrors of the wrath to come. 
 
 TJie fiends retire, the storm ceases. 
 
 Eesistless force o'erawes the universe. 
 Creation's subject to Omnipotence, 
 Infinite wisdom rules with perfect love. 
 Within encircling wisdom, love, and power 
 Is ample scope for largest liberty 
 In all the hosts of angels, men, and fiends. 
 Here all things work together for the good 
 Of loving, trusting children of the Lord. 
 But wretches who will never yield to love, 
 Must feel the force of a resistless pow'r 
 For the protection of the universe. 
 Comrades, depart. Go each to his great work. 
 I go to mine rejoicing in the Lord. 
 
 Scene: Eminence commanding a viev) of New YorJc, April S4,17S9. 
 Satan, Mars, Baal, Moloch. They all bow low to Satan ex- 
 cept Mars. 
 
 Mars. Hail ! mighty chief ! At thy command we 
 come. 
 Faithful to thee with all allegiance due, 
 To execute thy grand destructive plans. 
 We have left naught undone that could be done. 
 These hateful States, resisting all our arts, 
 Accede to the new union. They promise 
 In their government protection such as 
 The sonsof men have never known before. 
 
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 Hatreds of ages still inspire our zeal, 
 The centuries march on with stately steps, 
 But to give time for sleepless vigilance 
 To work the ruin of man's hateful race. 
 
 Satan. Comrades, ten thousand thanks for your past 
 zeal, 
 Your perseverance, and your fortitude. 
 With us, defeats pave paths to victory. 
 Though conquered often, we are ne'er subdued. 
 
 Mars. But latterly your wisest plans all fail. 
 These times of peace show little of your pow'r. 
 Next week a quiet, prosp'rous time begins, 
 With warrior chiefs reclined on easj^-chairs. 
 
 Satan. Be patient. Mars ; hear what I have to say. 
 These Western gales of peace and liberty 
 Shall scatter dragon's teeth in Europe's soil, 
 And from that plenteous planting shall spring forth 
 Millions of armed men to stain with blood 
 The verdure of a thousand battle-fields. 
 And devastate a hundred thousand homes, 
 Filling the world with anguish and despair. 
 The French are getting ready for the fray 
 In which half of a world will be at strife. 
 That conflict shall convulse most mighty realms, 
 Pull down earth's grandest thrones and dynasties, 
 And raise up heroes whose astounding deeds 
 Shall overshadow Alexander's fame. 
 
 But what if I should now predict fierce wars 
 
 Between descendants of Americans? 
 
 What if, in less than fourscore fleeting years. 
 
 With more than fiend-like fury these great States 
 
 Fly at each other, and, in reckless rage, 
 
 Forgetful of the compacts of their sires. 
 
 Tread in the dust their blood-bought liberties, 
 
 Claiming despotic pow'r for States o'er States, 
 
 And over all their subject citizens ! 
 
 Then hear mo now. I promise more than this. 
 
 In less than fourscore vears millions of men 
 
SECTIONAL HATRED PREDICTED, lOl 
 
 Armed and embattled, shall tread down State rights, 
 
 Slay civil liberty, trample on law, 
 
 Outrage humanity, and to the sick 
 
 Deny through dreary years the privilege 
 
 Of buying medicines to heal disease. 
 
 The thick green venom of the sections' hate 
 
 Shall turn to gall the sympathies of saints, 
 
 And give them an intense desire to kill. 
 
 When devastation shall have done his work, 
 
 And marked his steps by ruins, ashes, graves, 
 
 Hatred shall send the basest of his slaves 
 
 To rule, to ruin, and degrade the land. 
 
 Mars. Father of lies, this seems impossible. 
 I doubt your pow'r, deny your truthfulness. 
 All lies of all the ages become dwarfed 
 By this false promise of false Lucifer. 
 Peace holds the reins under this government. 
 How, then, can rampant war go forth to light ? 
 
 Satan. Am I to be insulted to my face ? 
 I reign, ^or shall Olympian Jupiter, 
 Backed by his num'rous family of gods. 
 Presume to cast contempt upon my throne. 
 Another word and the proud god d war 
 By clanking fetters shall be here disgraced. 
 To you, intrusive wretch, I answer not. 
 I shall not deign to you another word. 
 To these adherents of my sovereign throne 
 I owe the revelation of my plans. 
 Know, then, that this new union of the States 
 Has faulty parts, weak and defective links, 
 Imperfect joints that grate discordantly. 
 Man's work is tested by the touch of t me. 
 And by my scheming for its overthrow. 
 Each State is now a nation in itself: 
 The smallest would not yield its sovereignty ; 
 But only certain pow'rs expressly named. 
 Most carefully retaining all the rest; 
 They would not give their work a nation's name. 
 Yet these united sovereignties create 
 
102 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 A fed'ral sovereign stronger than themselves. 
 
 They put into its hands both purse and sword, 
 
 Then try to bind the giant with mere words. 
 
 Divided sovereignty — Fed'ral and State, 
 
 Moved by the hatreds that the sections feel, 
 
 With clashing interests shall meet force with force, 
 
 In such malignant, bloody, cruel wars 
 
 As nations all shall stand aghast to see. 
 
 Eelentless hate of sections shall send forth 
 
 The well-armed millions of a continent 
 
 In deadly strife. Fathers shall slay their sons; 
 
 Sons strike down gray-haired sires; mothers shall see 
 
 Their cherished sons go forth as enemies, 
 
 Each to destroy his brother in the strife. 
 
 To test my strategy I now predict 
 
 That upstart insolence in seats of power 
 
 Will stigmatize as traitors infamous 
 
 Virginia's bravest, noblest, purest sons, 
 
 For daring to obey Virginia's laws. 
 
 On her own soil, defending her chaste homes. 
 
 Nay, more, fanatic faction in its rage 
 
 Will give its highest honors to the men 
 
 Who copy the vile conduct of Dunmore, 
 
 Cornwall is, Tarleton, Arnold, and the rest 
 
 In giving her possessions to the flames. 
 
 All in the name of faithful loyalty. 
 
 What say you, comrades, will that satisfy? 
 
 Baal. It will, it will. I'm fully satisfied. 
 
 Moloch. I too am more than fully satisfied. 
 
 Baal. Satan, you may expect my hearty help. 
 
 Moloch. I too will help to bring these things to pass. 
 
 Satan. My trusty comrades, take my hearty thanks, 
 And share the glory of my great success. 
 In you I see unyielding confidence. 
 Defiant boldness, dreading no defeat. 
 Over all foes expecting victory. 
 In ev'ry contest men must yield to us ! 
 Did we not drive out of their paradise 
 
SATAN S ANCIENT TRIUMPHS. 
 
 103 
 
 Adam and Eve, parents of all the race ? 
 
 Did we not lead the first of woman born 
 
 To slay his brother at the shrine of Grod ? 
 
 Antediluvians became our prey, 
 
 Till God repented that he had made man, 
 
 And gave those bold transgressors to the flood. 
 
 GEORGE WASHINGTON. 
 
 The heirs of Noah soon became our slaves, 
 And when to mighty nations they had grown, 
 We led them to destroy themselves by sin. 
 For ages we have walked amid the gloom 
 Where once in grandeur mighty nations stood. 
 
104 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Tyre, Carthage, Thebes, Palmyra, Babylon 
 
 Like morning dreams have passed and ceased to be. 
 
 Jerusalem, Damascus, mighty Eome 
 
 Seem shadows of their own magniticence. 
 
 We shall live on through all earth's centuries, 
 
 And in the vigor of our youth shall see 
 
 This newest of the nations share their fate. 
 
 Scene: Broadway, New York, April 30, 1789. Michael, Gabriel. 
 
 Michael. 1 bring congratulations from the skies 
 On the successful issue of our plans. 
 Our youthful nation crowns itself to-day 
 With governmental glory such as earth 
 Through all her centuries has never seen. 
 
 Gabriel. I thank you for your plaudits, worthy prince. 
 Great Washington comes at his country's call 
 To rule her factions or to fight her foes; 
 While Jefferson, Knox, Randolph, Hamilton 
 Will give wise counsels to their honored chief. 
 John Adams in the Senate will preside, 
 Beady to fill a more important place. 
 And Jay judge wisely in the highest court. 
 But see ! They come, and with them Livingston, 
 New York's great chancellor. The book of God 
 There gives validity to the great oath 
 Which Livingston administers in form, 
 And Washington so solemnly assumes. 
 Imperial diadem or royal crown 
 Could add no dignity to that great man 
 Assuming obligations here to-day. 
 The thund'ring cannon makes the welkin ring, 
 The people cheer, the hosts of heaven rejoice. 
 And the great God looks on approvingly. 
 
 Scene: State-house yard, Philadelphia, October, 1791. Satan, Mo- 
 loch, Belial, Mammon. 
 
 Satan. Once more of our achievements we may speak, 
 And tell of our great vict'ries over men. 
 
 Moloch. I have been stirring France to deeds of blood 
 That soon shall startle and amaze mankind. 
 
STRIFES OF STATESMEN. 105 
 
 Belial. And I have helped the savages to slay 
 The troops of Harmar, Hardin, and St. Clair, 
 Beyond Ohio's stream in Western wilds. 
 
 Mammon. My work has been with those who death 
 distill 
 In Massachusetts and among the hills 
 Of Pennsylvania, on her sparkling streams. 
 My rum and whisky clients hate all laws, 
 Begard not man, nor do they honor God ; 
 Eut Light Horse Harry Lee with Fed'ral troops 
 Compelled the whisky boys t' obey the law. 
 
 Satan. I have stirred strife to trouble Washington. 
 'Twas natural that soldiers should demand 
 A vig'rous government to raise supplies 
 Which cautious statesmen might be slow to yield. 
 So Hamilton most honestly desired 
 More pow'r for Fed'ral hands than States would grant. 
 I tempt him now to seize the pow'rs he wants. 
 And claim that though not granted, they're implied, 
 Or else necessitated by the force 
 Of public policy or dire distress. 
 So he creates a bank —assumes State debts 
 Held by the thrifty North. By tonnage laws 
 And tariifs robs the South, and in the North 
 Builds the rich aristocracy he wants 
 To make a strong and stable government, 
 According to his fav'rite theory. 
 Happ'ly for my success, great Jefferson 
 Is Southern born and of the planter class. 
 By the great Declaration which he wrote, I 
 
 Pledged to the common people of the land, 
 Friend of State rights and human liberty. 
 Already factions gather i^ound these men. 
 And vex the righteous soul of Washington. 
 Through many generations I will make 
 Their names the rallying cries of North and South, 
 Of speculators or of laborers, 
 Of State rights or of strong, rash government. 
 Till Fed'ral force strikes down resisting States, 
 
106 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 And bloated wealth strides proudly o'er the poor. 
 I hope to bring the strifes of Europe here, 
 With a French party claiming Jelterson, 
 And England's friends supporting Hamilton. 
 What say you to the working of my plans? 
 
 All. Go on ! go on ! You have our hearty helj). 
 
 Scene: Boston Common, July, 1702. Eaphael, Abdiel. 
 
 Ahdiel. Servant of Grod and guardian of mankind, 
 What loving deed has brought you here to-day ? 
 
 Raphael. See you those horsemen ? I attend on 
 them. 
 They go to Lynn on business of our king. 
 
 Abdiel. Whence come they ? On what busmess do 
 they come ? 
 
 Eaphael. Sons of the South. ]^ew England needs 
 them now. 
 With loving hearts they come to bring relief. 
 Their fathers sent to Boston rich supplies 
 When Britain would have starved her citizens, 
 Then came with Washington to fight her foes, 
 And drive the haughty Britons from her shores. 
 So these most gen'rous, loving Southerners 
 Bring to New England richer, costlier gifts. 
 And bolder heroes to fight fiercer foes. 
 There's Jesse Lee, Virginia's noble son; 
 He is the leader of this gallant band. 
 There's John, his brother, victim of disease, 
 Who soon shall gain his crown of victory. 
 From Maryland comes Freeborn Garretson 
 And brave George Roberts. From Delaware see 
 Bold Nathaniel Mills. From distant Georgia 
 Eloquent Hope Hull, and by his side is 
 Bishop Asbury, with Smith and Allen. 
 These men of God bring simple gospel truth 
 To vanquish errors which blight Churches hero. 
 Sons of the Plymouth pilgrims leave the faith 
 
FLEEING FROM CALVIN 'S DECREES. 107 
 
 Of their renowned forefiithcrs, and take up 
 The cast-off heresies of other lands, 
 Deny divinity to Jesus Christ, 
 Say that redemption came not by his blood; 
 Deny that God, the Holy Spirit, works 
 In quick'ning, cleansing, sanctifying men; 
 Claim holiness by nature, not by grace; 
 Expect salvation by their own good works. 
 Or claim for scoffing men a home in heaven, 
 With naught of penitence or prayer or faith; 
 WoiUd place Confucius by the side of Christ, 
 And think they stretch their charity to hope 
 That through the coming ages Christ may rise 
 To the high level of a Boston sage. 
 
 Ahdlel. Say, Eaphacl, how did educated men 
 Such transcendental nonsense here embrace ? 
 
 Baphael. Their fathers taught that God had forc-or- 
 dained 
 Whatever comes to pass throughout all time, 
 And yet is not the author of a sin; 
 That God is love, and yet sends babes to hell; 
 That one cannot be added to the saved. 
 Nor one diminished from the Lord's elect. 
 Yet men are blamed for failing to be saved. 
 These contradictions trouble not the Scotch, 
 But Yankee brains ask: " How can these things be?" 
 Disdainfully they throw away the creed 
 Of their forefathers taught by Augustine; 
 Its truthful parts despise more than the false; 
 Then boasting of their learning and their wit, 
 Their fancied wisdom makes them Satan's dupes. 
 Of course the same gross errors suit not all, 
 Nor yet the same wise persons all the time; 
 Nor do they all cease to be Puritans, 
 But they are so stampeded by affright 
 At Calvin's errors, they'll take any tiling 
 To get away from the divine decrees. 
 Socinus, Arius, or Pelagius, 
 The pope, Confucius, Brahma, or Buddha, 
 
108 
 
 THE AMERICA}^ EPIC. 
 
 From Calvinism seem to be relief. 
 But from the South comes help in time of need. 
 New England's altar fires shall blaze again, 
 Lit by the torch of truth in Southern hands. 
 Sons of the Puritans shall hail with joy 
 The coming of these gospel cavaliers. 
 Men call them Methodists. Two years ago 
 Lee left his Southern home and hither came. 
 
 MARTHA WASHINGTON. 
 
 A thousand converts welcome them to-day, 
 And aid them in their efforts to do good. 
 Last week reluctant Boston warmed with love 
 And organized a zealous, holy Church. 
 Ten thousand such shall soon illume this hind 
 With pure religion's brightest, hallowed flames, 
 And send to distant nations light and love 
 For those who grope in darkness and distress. 
 
ENGLISH AND FRENCH FACTIONS. 109 
 
 Scene : Philaddplua, Jane 10, 1795. Baal, Maks, Satan, Mammon. 
 
 Baal. What say you, Mars, to Satan's schemes and 
 plans, 
 Since you have seen how perfectly they work? 
 
 Mars. Let him go on. His tactics I admire. 
 I gladly follow his bold leadership. 
 I now retract my disrespectful words. 
 Europe will fight for the next twenty years, 
 And I shall revel amid bloody wars. 
 
 Satan. And these young lambs shall be old Europe's 
 Pi-ey, 
 Devoured among her greedy, hungry wolves, 
 Unless the heav'nly pow'rs aid Washington. 
 Already Jefferson and Hamilton 
 Have left the cabinet for private life; 
 The people are for Britain or for France, 
 And ready to take arms on either side. 
 The sword of Washington and his great name 
 Disarm the factious, make them live in peace. 
 But recently, with Mammon's ready aid, 
 I held the chief helpless between two fires. 
 France sent her minister demanding help 
 Against the hateful foes of liberty. 
 Yes, France, the gen'rous friend of other days, 
 Eoused the rash people 'gainst their government. 
 While Britain, with piratical intent, 
 Seized Yankee ships wherever they were found. 
 And sent the barb'rous Indians to destroy 
 The helpless families of the far West. 
 1 thought the people then would fly to arms, 
 But Washington soon had Genet recalled 
 Back to his own rash country, warlike France. 
 To Britain Jay was sent with peaceful words. 
 The treaty that he made was hailed with scorn, 
 Was burned by mobs, assailed by orators, 
 Who said their country had been basely sold. 
 But, Mammon, you had much to do with that. 
 Please mve the details that so hateful seem. , 
 
110 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Mammon. Jay was most patriotic, but was met 
 By haughty, selfish Britons, backed by force 
 His youthful country could not well resist. 
 They proposed to move their soldiers from the 
 Western forts, where Indians had been armed 
 To slaughter babes; to leave the frontiersmen 
 Of that wild region; the enlarging trade; 
 To cease their depredations on the seas, 
 And pay for ships and cargoes they had seized. 
 But they refused to pay for stolen slaves, 
 As in the former treaty was agreed ; 
 Demanded that old debts should all be paid 
 By those who had obtained the merchandise. 
 'Twas my fine hand that brought all this to pass. 
 When the great war began, I told the men 
 That war had settled all of their old debts. 
 When peace returned, the Fed'ral government 
 Agreed to the collection of those debts; 
 But I then told the patriots to demand 
 Exemption from those antiquated claims; 
 Then told the British not to pay for slaves, 
 Nor yet surrender up the frontier forts, 
 -Until the patriots paid up their debts. 
 The treaty made by Jay, an Eastern man. 
 Paid Eastern men for stolen ships and goods, 
 But confiscated stolen Southern slaves, 
 Because old debtors died or failed to pay. 
 What maddens the Americans seems clear: 
 Wayne whipped the Indians and had peace enforced 
 In spite of British fraud and cruelty: 
 So, giving up the forts she nothing gave. 
 Why, then, should Jay relinquish claims for slaves? 
 Why raise again the question of old debts. 
 And fill the land with most vexatious suits ? 
 , It makes men doubly desperate to fail 
 In their endeavors to shake off just debts. 
 But so I'll tempt them to the end of time. 
 Satan, this trouble is not ended yet. 
 
 Satan. Nor shall it end till, roaring for more prcj', 
 The British lion treads these shores again. 
 
LOUISIANA PURCHASED. Ill 
 
 Scene: Washington City, June I, 1S03. Michael, Gabriel. 
 
 Michael. I hail you, happy Gabriel ! J^ews arrives 
 At this new seat of empire that the French 
 Have sold this youncj republic vast domains 
 Extending broadly westward to the shores 
 Washed by Pacific's peaceful, gentle waves. 
 The States thus gain more than a million of 
 Square miles of land, with mighty rivers on 
 Their rapid way to the vast oceans of 
 The East and West. This to the frontier men 
 Gives free access to all the whole round world, 
 Without leave asked of Britain, France, or Spain ; 
 With liberal hand throws wide trade's golden gates, 
 And welcomes the rich commerce of a world ; 
 Invites prosperity with wide-spread sails 
 To enter at ten thousand open ports. 
 
 Gabriel. Yes, Michael, but the half has not been told 
 Of God's great goodness to this favored land. 
 The Indians, whipped by Wayne, have peaceful grown ; 
 Jay's treaty with the British, though unjust. 
 Caused peace to smile where war had madly frowned; 
 The whisky fiends of Pennsylvania 
 Submitted to the troops of Harry Lee, 
 Proving the majesty of fed'ral law ; 
 Factions were awed by mighty Washington; 
 The States kept free from foreign dominance; 
 When France in robber tones demanded gifts, 
 Pinckney with stately dignity replied, 
 " AYe've millions for defense, but not a cent 
 For tribute to the strongest of our foes," 
 And the brave States in thunder tones rolled back 
 The patriot statesman's grand, defiant words. 
 When war came threat'ningly from angry France, 
 The people rallied in their own defense, 
 And called on Washington to lead their troops. 
 The waves were witnesses of French defeats. 
 The robber ships, some captured, some destroyed. 
 Found foemen who could humble all their pride. 
 Then Frenchmen changed their rulers, and again 
 Peace wound her chain of love around okl friends. 
 

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JEFFERSON AND JOHN MARSHALL. 113 
 
 This strengthened the new government abroad, 
 And gave the people confidence at home. 
 It had been feared when Washington must go, 
 The orphaned Union would then sadly pine. 
 But the great man retired to private life ; 
 The States lived on. He died; they flourished still. 
 'Twas feared that conflicts at election times 
 Would bring on anarchy and bloody strife. 
 Administrations changed; no blood was shed. 
 Then selfish faction tempted Aaron Burr 
 To let it steal for him the highest place; 
 And Burr was willing, while for days they tried 
 To take the presidency and its power 
 From Jeff'erson, the people's chosen chief. 
 But honest Bayard checked the villainy; 
 Against his party, let the right prevail. 
 'Twas well the government should stand the test, 
 And triumph over faction's cunning fraud. 
 It throttled usurpation and struck down 
 The tyranny that followed forms of law, 
 When even patriots in authority 
 Enacted and enforced despotic laws 
 Against the Constitution and the right. 
 'Twas proper that the ballots of the free 
 Should, under avalanches of contempt, 
 Bury those patriot tyrants of the land 
 In cold oblivion. Then repeal their acts. 
 And let the hangman burn the hateful words. 
 The alien and sedition laws are dead. 
 The party that enacted them will die. 
 Burr's name is hateful. Jefl'erson is still 
 The guardian of State rights, and freedom's friend. 
 He rules in righteousness. Authority 
 Not granted by the States he will not wield. 
 Even the treaty by which he secures 
 Louisiana to the land he loves 
 He would submit to the approval of 
 The sev'ral States. Happy the land with such 
 A ruler blessed ! Thrice happy in the judge 
 That fills the place of highest honor in 
 Its highest court! John Marshall is his name. 
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114 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Justice personified in him is seen. 
 
 Marshall and Jefferson, Virginia's sons, 
 
 Shall through the coming ages bless mankind, 
 
 And by the might of their illustrious names 
 
 Cause terror-stricken tyranny to quail, 
 
 And usurj^ation drop its mask of smiles; 
 
 While fraud, corruption, legal villainy. 
 
 Shall trembling drop their base, dishonest gains. 
 
 But see! The great Chief-justice comes this way, 
 
 And by his side the greater President: 
 
 They pass in modest majesty sublime. 
 
 Without a thread of such pretentious garb 
 
 As little greatness still delights to wear. 
 
 The honor that enshrines these noble men 
 
 Might waken envy in archangels' breasts, 
 
 If angels' breasts could envy entertain. 
 
 Michael. You grow enthusiastic in their praise; 
 I join you in admiring their renown. 
 Their unpretentious, simple, lofty aims. 
 But I have marveled much at the great growth 
 Of these United States in worldly wealth. 
 The fruitful soil exhaustless riches yields, 
 And fills the land with plenty and with joy. 
 The mines surrender their long hidden stores, 
 The forests wave a welcome to the men 
 That turn their lofty grandeur into gold. 
 Waves bear the white-winged wand'rers of the deep 
 From ev'ry land with tribute to these shores. 
 While population multiplies and spreads, 
 Still doubling its possessions year by year. 
 New vsettlements, blooming and beautiful, 
 Spring forth to join the sisterhood of States. 
 Vermont from her green hills came smiling down ; 
 Kentucky, Tennessee, and Ohio, 
 Baptized with blood, march grandly, sword in hand. 
 To their high places in the stately band. 
 No other nation ever prospered so. 
 Mankind, astonished, wonder and admire. 
 Angels exult to see such blessedness. 
 And God himself smiles on the blissful scene. 
 Let us away where other duties call. 
 
BOOK SIXTH. 
 
 Scene : Tippecanoe, in the icoods of Indiana, November 8, ISll. Sa- 
 tan, Mars, Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Mars. Ha, ha! ha, ha ! What is it wo have here? 
 'Tis war, but war not worthy of the name. 
 Napoleon's campaigns, WeUington's great fights, 
 Eussia's rude millions, Prussia's well-drilled ranks, 
 Might claim applause from Jupiter himself; 
 But these frontiersmen and their Indian foes 
 May all be left to Belial and his fools. 
 
 Belial. Take back your insult ! But for knaves and 
 fools 
 Your world-wide wars could never be commenced. 
 
 Mars. True, Belial. I retract the insulting words. 
 I recognize the value of your work. 
 
 Satan. Yes, fill the world with sober, upright men. 
 And peace would plant her olives in all lands, 
 Doves lay their nurselings where the eagles brood, 
 And harvests ripen upon battle-fields. 
 Ten peaceful years sages have ruled this land, 
 With Jefferson or Madison in pow'r. 
 All my malignant arts provoke no wars. 
 I've seen the population multiplied, 
 The territory doubled in extent, 
 The commerce increased more than seven-fold, 
 The wilderness explored from sea to sea, 
 Lewis and Clarke in distant Oregon, 
 As pioneers of millions who shall go 
 To till the lands and plow Pacific's waves. 
 I've seen success crown Fulton's enterprise 
 To yoke the steam, and make it pull his ships 
 Against opposing tides and wayward winds, 
 
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116 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Ready to hurl destruction at all foes 
 
 That dare invade the waters to make war. 
 
 Tiie pirates, whipped, no longer vex the sea; 
 
 Indians, subdued, no more distress the land; 
 
 The schemes of Burr suppressed, and he disgraced; 
 
 Great Hamilton, who rivaled Jefferson, 
 
 Mourned by all parties in an early grave; 
 
 The Eastern faction growled, but dared not bite, 
 
 And I, in my malignity, looked on, 
 
 Without ability to stir up strife. 
 
 Here peace, prosperity, and plenty smiled 
 
 On Christian principles and honest men. 
 
 But I have not been idle. Mammon too 
 
 Has toiled to darken their benignant skies, 
 
 And hurl war's furious tempests at their homes. 
 
 Belial has stirred these Indians, as you see, 
 
 To deeds of treachery and cruelty; 
 
 But Harrison has whipped the savages. 
 
 Behold the ashes of their wigwam homes! 
 
 Say, Mammon, what of Britain's " lords of trade ? " 
 
 Mammon. I made them agonize with envious rage, 
 As Yankee commerce, borne by Yankee ships, 
 Caused their own trade to languish day by day; 
 Then sent them to their rulers to demand 
 The driving of these upstarts from the sea 
 By cutting oif all traffic with the French. 
 1 moved the Frenchmen to retaliate. 
 And close against them all of Britain's ports. 
 I thought these cautious Christian men must fight 
 With France or England, or with both at once. 
 Instead of that they joined their enemies 
 To keep their ships confined in their own ports. 
 Finding they would not fight with foreigners, 
 I tried to raise a fight among themselves 
 By tempting all the selfish sons of trade 
 To take up arms against the embargo. 
 New England listens, and may yet secede 
 To join her fortunes with the Canadas. 
 John Henry thinks she will, and so does Craig, 
 Who now rides Canada for Britain's king. 
 
BRITISH OUTRAGES. 117 
 
 Satan. Mammon, I give you praise for worlc well 
 done. 
 I have led England to assert a right 
 To seize her subjects wheresoever found, 
 And to impress them with her own marines. 
 Thus ships of neutral nations now are searched 
 For men to fight the battles of King George. 
 Speaking the English language is enough 
 To prove them subjects of the English King. 
 So, in the service of these kidnappers, 
 Six thousand citizens of these proud States 
 Are held. Adding insult to injury, 
 I made the *' Leopard" stop the "Chesapeake" 
 Near her own harbor, and drag from her decks 
 Four men to bondage, ono to cruel death. 
 These peaceful rulers most indignantly 
 (3rdered all British war-ships from their ports, 
 Then rested on in quiet dignity. 
 At last, when foreign trade was quite destroyed 
 By French and English robbery at sea. 
 Without a ship that dared to sail abroad, 
 The prudent men proclaimed "non-intercourse" 
 With pirate nations that destroyed their trade. 
 To shame them out of their inglorious peace, 
 1 made them stand a battle on the sea. 
 The "Little Belt" attacked the " President" 
 Without a word of warning or of threat; 
 But as brave Rogers punished his rude foe. 
 Giving the British pirate deadly shots, 
 'Twas deemed sufficient to avenge the wrong. 
 So those most patient rulers still have peace; 
 But they shall soon have war. I'll make them fight. 
 Mammon, send Henry to tlie fed'ral court 
 With written evidence of England's plot 
 To wield New England's factions and detach 
 Her wordy traitors from the fed'ral league. 
 Belial, go to the sea-ports. Idle throngs 
 Need but your help, and they grow desperate. 
 Go wake the warlike woodsmen of the West 
 To deeds of valor worthy of themselves. 
 Bring up young statesmen to the capital: 
 
118 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 I'll stir ambition in their youthful blood, 
 And war's rude hurly-burly shall begin. 
 
 Scene : Capitol, Washington, D. C, December 25, 18 IS. Asmodeus, 
 AzAZEL, Mars, Satan, Baal, Moloch, Chemosh, Belial, Mam- 
 mon, Belus, Serapis. 
 
 Satan. A merry Christmas to my trusty friends ! 
 Come, celebrate with me the natal day 
 Of David's Son, the mighty Prince of Peace; 
 While his meek, peaceful subjects work our will. 
 Eoman and Greek and Protestant agree, 
 At least for once in perfect unity. 
 They all combine to take each other's lives; 
 They make the world one glorious battle-field ; 
 While fishes of all oceans feast on flesh 
 Of Christians slaughtered by true Christian men. 
 Russia sees millions crimsoning her snows; 
 All soils are fertilized with Christian blood; 
 Here Protestants with Protestants contend. 
 
 Mars, Huzza ! huzza ! war, glorious war employs 
 The pious subjects of the Prince of Peace ! 
 
 Baal. Huzza ! huzza ! his millions haste to claim 
 A dwelling-place with us in hell's dark depths. 
 
 All. Huzza! huzza! huzza! we welcome them ! 
 
 Satan. Yes, this young nation yielded to my arts. 
 The Irishman, John Henry, and the plot 
 Which he revealed, roused hatred in the hearts 
 Of angry millions. Bold statesmen such as 
 C4rundy, Clay, Calhoun hurried the timid, 
 Cautious, prudent, slow into rash action. 
 All unprepared in every thing but men. 
 They struck the strongest nation in the world. 
 As might have been expected, they have foiled. 
 Hull basely played the coward at Detroit; 
 Surrendered all his men, lost Michigan, 
 Gave up Lake Erie, and defenseless left 
 The helpless people of the whole North-west. 
 Van Rensselaer, at Qiieenstown, drove the foe. 
 
SATAN BEIGNS. 119 
 
 Ordered twelve hundred men to cross the stream, 
 
 And help complete the half-won victory. 
 
 New York's militia would not leave their State: 
 
 The craven cowards left their country's flag 
 
 And its defenders to the enemy. 
 
 One Smyth, still later, sent his men across, 
 
 But feared to lead the gallant patriots. 
 
 A hero leading dastard followers; 
 
 A dastard leader of brave, valiant men. 
 
 But on the ocean bravery and skill 
 
 Have given immortality to names 
 
 That shall be honored in most distant lands. 
 
 Decatur, Porter, Jones, and Isaac Hull, 
 
 Bear off the honors of the present war; 
 
 But other men shall highest honors claim 
 
 Before peace hovers o'er this land again. 
 
 Yet, comrades, all the honors won by men 
 
 Are naught compared with those we proudly wear. 
 
 Their grandest battles are but skirmishes 
 
 To world-wide conflicts such as ours are. 
 
 Our foes are stronger — yea, omnipotent — 
 
 And destined yet to triumph over us; 
 
 But we fight on through the whole course of time. 
 
 We rule all nations. I still proudly reign 
 
 " God of this world," enthroned o'er all mankind. 
 
 Yes, e'en at Christmas I rule Christian men. 
 
 Behold the great men stagg'ring through the streets! 
 
 To time's last moment earth shall still be mine. 
 
 And when the lake of fire shall blaze round me 
 
 This world of mine shall feel consumina* fires. 
 
 Messiah, if he wants it for his saints, 
 
 Must it, as well as them, create anew. 
 
 Scene: In the woods near the river Thamea, Canada, October o, 1813. 
 Abdiel, Ithukiel, Uriel, Zophiel. 
 
 Ahdiel. If tears were ever shed by angel eyes, 
 This wicked war would make them freely flow. 
 Last January Winchester's brave troops 
 Surrendered to their haughty British foes. 
 But Proctor, the most infamous of men. 
 Subjected them to Indian scalping-knives. 
 
120 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Ithuriel. So Dudley and his men were sacrificed 
 To savage fury at a later day. 
 
 Uriel. When gallant Chauncey and his brave marines | 
 
 Drove British ships from Lake Ontario, 
 Dearborn crossed over to the northern shore 
 With troops to capture forts and army stores. 
 Th' exploding of Toronto's magazine 
 
 Sent death to heroes that were led by Pike; ? 
 
 But in the arms of victory they fell, j 
 
 Crowned with the praises of the land they loved. t 
 
 Ithuriel. AYinder and Chandler stormed Fort George 
 in May. 
 It yet is held in spite of England's power. 
 
 Zophiel. Old ocean still is vexed with human strife, 
 And hurls his storms against the combatants; 
 But they fight on, and when defeated cry 
 With dying Lawrence: "Don't give up the ship! " 
 But not on bounding billows of the deep 
 Do British sailors seek for glory now. 
 To proud old England naval warfare means 
 Prowling along the shore for helpless prey, 
 Outraging decency and burning towns. 
 
 Abdiel. Hark ! hark ! I hear the sounds of horrid war, 
 The noise of musketry, the clash of arms; 
 The tramp of cavalry, the steady step 
 Of British infantry, and the loud cries 
 Of strong frontiersmen, battling for their lives. 
 List to the Indian war-whoop ! Hear the yell 
 Of dying hundreds in their agonies ! 
 See Proctor fleeing ! The cruel dastard 
 Hastes to leave the field. His proud regulars 
 Flee swiftly in the steps of their base chief. 
 Kentucky horsemen mow them down like wheat. 
 See that strong Indian ! Listen to his voice. 
 Urging his red braves forward to the fight. 
 That is Tecumseh, bravest of his race.^ 
 He's badly wounded; see, the strong man falls! 
 As their chief dies the Indians quit the field. 
 
AMERICAXS VICTORIOUS. 121 
 
 See Isaac Shelby, hero of two wars, 
 ]^ow civil Governor of his great State. 
 And there is Harrison; Virginia's blood 
 Throbs in his heart and mantles on his check, 
 Impelling him to most illustrious deeds. 
 See, at his side, the manly Colonel Croghan, 
 Brave young defender of Fort Stevenson. 
 And there is Colonel Johnson, leaning on 
 The shoulders of two comrades who support, 
 With loving hearts, their noble, bleeding fi-iend. 
 And last, but most renowned of all the throng, 
 Behold young Perry, hero of the lake. 
 His naval victory, so bravely won, 
 Thrilled a whole nation with exultant joy, 
 And rendered this day's triumph possible. 
 This double vict'ry gives ten thousand homes 
 Protection against bloody tomahawks. 
 The playful children of the West no more 
 Shall check their sports to list for savage yells. 
 Matrons and maidens, undisturbed by fear. 
 Shall sing of heaven, and find it in the smiles 
 Of lovely innocence, secure from harm. 
 
 Scene: Hartford, Ct., December, I8I4. IVIars, Satan, Chemosh, 
 Mammon, Belus. 
 
 Mars. More than two years of what these men call 
 war 
 Have passed with only trifling skirmishes.' 
 
 Satan. True, Mars, but you're impatient of results. 
 You think of what is seen. I lay vast plans, 
 Involving millions through all coming time. 
 You only see some thousands march, fight, die; 
 Some trifling villages consumed by fire. 
 I cherish hatreds between North and South, 
 Fanning the flames that shall break out and burn 
 Through this broad Union in the days to come. 
 
 Chemosh. I will not hear this war belittled so; 
 This bird in hand is worth two in the bush. 
 Satan, your schemes for continental woe 
 
122 THE AMERICAN EPIC, • J 
 
 May end in failure, wise as they may seem. 
 Mars, you may glory in great Wellington, 
 In Bonaparte, and Europe's countless hosts, 
 But don't despise this side-show of a war 
 Which Britain wages as with her left hand. 
 These hating kinsmen hav^e struck fearful blows. 
 What think you of the nameless horrors seen 
 Near the wild banks of Raisin's bloody stream ? 
 What of the braves by bold Tecumseh led ? 
 What of their conquerors upon the Thames, 
 Led on by Johnson, Shelby, Harrison ? 
 What of the boyish Croghan at Sandusky, 
 And youthful Perrj^, whose intrepid deeds 
 On Erie's waters ring around the world ? 
 Was that a skirmish when, near Chippewa, 
 More than five hundred of the British fell. 
 Or when nine hundred fell at Lundy's Lane, 
 Where fame's loud trump proclaimed the honored 
 
 names 
 Of Scott, of Ripley, Jessup, Miller, Brown? 
 What of Fort Eric's siege ? attempts to storm ? 
 Fierce bombardment for more than forty days ? 
 Its fiery sorties and its brave defense ? 
 AVhen fourteen thousand men with Prevost marched, 
 And Downie's mighty fleet accompanied, 
 Up Sorel River to the Saranac? 
 Was that not war that forced them to retreat. 
 Losing one-fifth of their vast armament, 
 Their'admiral, and nearly all his ships? 
 Plattsburg and Lake Champlain pronounce it war. 
 McDonough and Macomb wear warriors' wreaths 
 And write their names on glory's brightest ])ago. 
 'Twas worse than war when Ross at Washington 
 Used arson's torch, and burned the capitol. 
 'Twas war sublimed, war glorified, when Smith 
 Marshalled ten thousand men at Baltimore 
 To fight at North Point for their native home. 
 Since that great battle ev'ry glowing star 
 In freedom's banner flashes forth the names 
 Of Baltimore, McIIenry, and North Point. 
 In most heroic times this would be war. 
 
JOHN HENRY — THE TEMPTER. 123 
 
 Satan. Yes, Chemosh, you have wisely proved your 
 point. 
 But, Mammon, what report have you to make 
 About your money-mongering clientage ? 
 
 Mammon. My clients must be treated with respect. 
 True, they love money; others love it too. 
 But lack the shrewdness and the enterprise 
 By which New England's sons enrich themselves. 
 Why then should Satan coin an uncouth phrase 
 To fling at my most worthy clientage ? 
 I'll not report until he takes it back. 
 
 Satan. We'll have no disputation about wordy. 
 I'll take it back; I want the news you bring. 
 
 Mammon. Well, then, when Adams ruled, and Fisher 
 Ames 
 Was the chief orator in Congress Hall, 
 New England was well pleased with peace or war. 
 She knew her sons were wisest, bravest, best 
 Of all who sailed the seas or trod the earth, 
 And lost all patience when the purblind eyes 
 Of outside millions failed to see it so. 
 'Twas quite too bad to think of or endure 
 That President, Premier, Chief-justice, and 
 Decatur, gallant prince of naval chiefs, 
 Should all be Southern born and Southern bred. 
 And when Louisiana had been bought. 
 The wise men of the East declared 'twas time 
 To leave the Union and seek wiser friends. 
 When France would cripple commerce, and the sea 
 Saw Britain kidnap thousands of their sons, 
 War was demanded, but the imbeciles. 
 Who ruled at Washington embargoed trade, 
 And checked the bus'ness by which men grew rich. 
 No wonder my shrewd clients looked al)road 
 For commerce that could not be found at home. 
 And still they seek immediate relief 
 In every quarter that may promise help. 
 
 Belus. 'Twas then John Henry came from Canada 
 
124 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 To offer them Great Britain's potent aid. 
 
 They listened and encouraged him to hope 
 
 That they would meekly bear the British yoke, 
 
 Though Bunker Hill frowned on the hateful spy 
 
 And Lexington and Concord spurned the wretch, 
 
 While silent protests came from the green graves 
 
 Where lay the honored dust once nobly worn 
 
 By Warren, Prescott, Adams, Hancock, Ames; 
 
 But brave John Adams, true and faithful still, 
 
 Writing in kindness to his early friend, 
 
 Told Jefferson the law must be repealed. 
 
 'Twas done, and still they were not satisfied. 
 
 And now when war prevails and patriots bleed. 
 
 The hydra heads of faction hiss against 
 
 What they had long demanded as most wise. 
 
 With stifling breath they try to suffocate, 
 
 With snaky folds to crush the government; 
 
 Destroying credit and denying aid, 
 
 Betray the country to its enemies. 
 
 These men will go no farther. They are shrewd ; 
 
 The hatreds of the sections are intense. 
 
 But their self-interest deeper, stronger far. 
 
 Theirs is not hot blood of the cavaliers, 
 
 Nor hasty chivalry of Huguenots. 
 
 They cannot hope for aught from Canada 
 
 That's worth a tithe of what they here possess. 
 
 No stretch of Fed'ral tyranny could drive 
 
 These calculating people to secede. 
 
 But, Satan, they are ready to your hand 
 
 To drive out men more hasty than themselves. 
 
 Under the Constitution they will claim 
 
 All that they want and hold all that they gain. 
 
 Others may call it legal robbery. 
 
 But they'll drive wedge and screw still ffirthcr in 
 
 And boldly smile at their shrewd Yankee trick. 
 
 With kindly feeling and philanthropy^ 
 
 Their condescending charity will_stoop 
 
 To hft their neighbors to their own high plane 
 
 Of transcendent'al super-eminence. 
 
 If those dull neighbors venture to demur, 
 
 Audacious insults may be hurled at them. 
 
THE HARTFORD CONVENTION. 125 
 
 These fail! no;, rifles, swords, and spears complete 
 Their elevation to the loftier plane. 
 
 Satan. You speak most wisely, Belus; but the world 
 Has many people that are worse than these. 
 And few that are mucli better can you find. 
 I'll use them as you say for my wise ends. 
 If we cannot induce them to secede, 
 AVe'll use them to make other men go out, 
 And then perhaps to drive them back again. 
 But these conventionists in Hartford met 
 Will give their names to infamous contempt. 
 As banded 'gainst their country while at war. 
 When they complete the work they have in hand. 
 And threaten Madison with what they'll do 
 If he does not conclude the war in haste, 
 'Twill be to learn of peace already made. 
 Without the least regard for their fierce threats. 
 
 Mammon. Does Babylonian Belus dare to blame 
 The wise inhabitants of wisdom's land? 
 Does Satan dare to damn them with faint praise? 
 Such disrespect deserves, and shall receive. 
 The stern rebuke of one who knows them well. 
 This land of scholars, schools, and colleges, 
 Of statesmen, orators, philosophers. 
 Of wise inventors, and industrious men, 
 Shall flourish in despite of envious hate. 
 
 Scene : New Orleans, January 8, 181B. Gabriel, Abdiel, ZEriioN, 
 Raphael, Itiiubiel, Uriel. 
 
 Ahdiel. I hail you happy here, my friends, to-day! 
 Once more peace smiles upon this favored land, 
 Reposing in the lap of victory. 
 The laurel-wreath that rests on Jackson's brow 
 Has been well won, and now is nobly worn. 
 A widow's son, trained in the fear of God, 
 His boyhood gave its strength to freedom's cause. 
 Later in life he championed womanhood; 
 Her base detractors fled before his wrath. 
 When savage warriors threatened the frontiers, 
 And slew four hundred persons at Fort Minis, 
 
126 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 lie riislicd to rescue others from such fate. 
 
 He had but acorns to subsist upon, 
 
 But gave security to helpless homes, 
 
 And wrote his honored name on grateful hearts. 
 
 Zephon. When British ships from Pensacola sailed 
 With troops to take Fort Bowyers' garrison, 
 He hastened to repel his country's foes. 
 Then storming Pensacola, he drove out 
 The enemy from Spanish Florida. 
 When fifty ships, with full twelve thousand men, 
 Came to attack defenseless New Orleans, 
 He martial law proclaimed, and wnth strong will 
 Compelled the people to defend themselves. 
 He took their cotton-bales to build a wall 
 For their protection from their enemies; 
 Sent out his gun-boats to delay the foe. 
 Then from the river he bombarded them; 
 Still later sent two thousand riflemen, 
 With deadly aim to slay their officers. 
 Then falling back behind his cotton-bales, 
 He smiled at their impotent cannonade. 
 And waited for Napoleon's conquerors. 
 They marched this morning, led by Pakenham; 
 And when he fell, by Gibbs; and then by Keen; 
 When he had fallen, Lambert led them off 
 In swift retreat from Jackson's backwoodsmen. 
 Eight killed and eighteen wounded was the loss 
 Sustained by the undrilled Americans. 
 Of vet'ran British seven hundred fell, 
 With fourteen hundred helpless from their wounds 
 And full five thousand pris'ners left behind. 
 From early dawn to nearly nine o'clock 
 The fight continued with terrific loss. 
 At each discharge the British were mowed down 
 By marksmen such as they had never met 
 Until they faced the troops of Tennessee 
 And stood before Kentucky riflemen. 
 A truce is granted by the conqueror 
 To let the wounded and the dead receive 
 All due attention from their countrymen. 
 
AN INTERNATIONAL COURT. 127 
 
 Raphael. You say the war is ended, peace prevails. 
 Please tell me what's been gained by all the strife. 
 
 Ithuriel. The States have seen their eapitol consumed. 
 Their coasts laid waste, their villages destroyed, 
 Their soldiers slain, or wounded, or diseased. 
 Full eighteen thousand sailors have been lost. 
 As many hundred ships captured or sunk. 
 Have paid high taxes and now owe a debt 
 Of fivescore million dollars, if not more. 
 The British have lost much, and nothing gained 
 But the disgrace of arson, outrages, 
 And high renown from Indian massacres. 
 Both now gain peace ; yes, peace, and nothing more. 
 
 Ahdiel. But then the States have freedom of the seas, 
 Trade unrestricted by their stronger foes. 
 Exemption from impressment of their sons. 
 And the grand record of such deeds as this 
 Performed to-day by Jackson and his troops 
 To hold in awe the tyrants of the world, 
 And make them fear t' offend these mighty States. 
 
 Gabriel. If men were wise, benevolent, and just, 
 All wars might cease, peace everywhere prevail, 
 And arbitration settle all disputes. 
 'Twere better still to organize a court 
 To judge of international complaints. 
 Each country on the globe could choose its judge 
 And furnish its proportion of a force 
 Commanded by the marshal of that court. 
 To properly enforce its just decrees. 
 Earth's armies might with safety then disband, 
 Producing, not destroying, property 
 Each nation could get help for its police 
 By proper application to the court. 
 And thus establish order in all lands. 
 Contiguous countries wishing to unite 
 Could ask the court to give them its consent. 
 The court could hold its sittings when and where 
 Occasion and convenience might demand. 
 
128 THE AMEPdCAN EPIC, 
 
 Its ships and regiments might first embrace 
 
 The navies and the armies of the world, 
 
 To be reduced proportionately till 
 
 Ten thousand men would keep mankind in peace. 
 
 Uriel. Hark ! hark ! the hero comes ! Behold the 
 chief! 
 The city's saved, he honors civil law. 
 Judge Hall now trembles, fearing Jackson's friends, 
 And trembles more to hear the chieftain's voice; 
 But there is law, not wrath, in its clear tones: 
 " Judge, I have done my duty ; now do yours. 
 The court shall be protected by the power 
 That did protect the city ; so fear not. 
 If I've been guilty of contempt of court, 
 Inflict the penalty; it shall be paid." 
 The judge assessed the fine, which Jackson paid. 
 This grandest vict'ry of the chieftain's life — 
 The hero's triumph over his own pride, 
 The soldier's high regard for civil law, 
 The warrior's tribute paid to legal power — 
 Is the rich metal of a brighter crown 
 Than conq'ror ever wore on earth before. 
 
 Scene: Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, D. C, IS 15. Ithuriel, 
 Abdiel. 
 
 Ahdiel. What mean this music, these excited crowds ? 
 
 Ithuriel. Decatur has returned from Barbary ; 
 The pirates fell or fled at his approach. 
 Algiers, Tripoli, Tunis, well chastised, 
 Surrendered all the prisoners they held. 
 And paid in cash for their bold robberies. 
 The conq'ring hero and his brave marines 
 Bring back the long lost exiles to their homes. 
 Wife, children, friends, and native land agree 
 To make their glad hearts overflow with joy; 
 And there are Madison, Monroe, Calhoun, 
 And all the cabinet to welcome them 
 And to do honor to the naval chief 
 That rescued them from bondage with strong hand. 
 
THE MISSOURI COMPROMISE. 129 
 
 Behold Decatur ! modest and serene, 
 All heaven would delight to honor him. 
 
 Scene : The Capitol, Washington, D. C, August, 1821. Satan, Baal, 
 Mammon. 
 
 Satan. My honored allies, in our endless wars 
 Ev^ents transpire that claim our serious thoughts. 
 The Greeks throw off the sultan's galling yoke; 
 Old Spain will lose her Western colonies; 
 France groans beneath the Bourbon's tyranny; 
 A black republic called Liberia 
 Has been set up in Western Africa; 
 Jackson has whipped the warlike Seminoles, 
 Has chased the savages to Spanish ground. 
 There seized and hanged two meddling Englishmen. 
 England said nothing, proud old Spain complained, 
 But to her neighbors sold fair Florida. 
 I witnessed that great sale, and smiled to sec 
 John Quincy Adams Texas give away. 
 While Southern statesmen kindly closed their eyes, 
 Or looked away in search of Northern votes. 
 These statesmen talk of roads, canals, a bank, 
 A tariff manufactures to protect ; 
 But I make their disputes all sectional, 
 Make every act a triumph for the North 
 Or for the South. Monroe, elected twice. 
 Must soon retire ; but the next President 
 Shall owe his office to a section's vote 
 Or to a combination between men 
 To give a section favors it demands. 
 The Union grows, new States increase its strength, 
 And blaze in starry brightness on its flag. 
 Louisiana, from the far South-west, 
 Met Indiana leading Hlinois; 
 While Mississippi Alabama led, 
 To greet Missouri and far Eastern Maine ; 
 But when Missouri came I raised a storm 
 That shook the Union with an earthquake's force. 
 
 Baal. On what pretense did you excite that storm ? 
 She had the same right other States have had. 
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130 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Satan. So I well knew, and could have proved it too, 
 But jealousy of sections intervened 
 To do for me more than I dared to hope. 
 I prompted supercilious piety 
 To claim superior philanthropy 
 And zeal for equal rights among all men. 
 Not equal rights among the sovereign States, 
 To claim for Congress absolute control 
 Of all the territories of the land, 
 So that Missouri could not be a State 
 Unless she banished slavery from her soil. 
 
 Baal. When did the States give Congress such a right. 
 Or any right to legislate on slaves ? 
 
 Satan. Never. The Union could not have been formed 
 If such a notion had been entertained. 
 But many wish to see the States ignored. 
 That fed'ral force in all things may prevail. 
 I aid them now to take and firmly hold 
 All they desire in a strong government. 
 But never could induce the States to yield. 
 Still better for my grand, audacious schemes 
 A compromise draws a dividing line 
 From East to West across the continent. 
 That line divides two parties; fills with hate 
 The bosoms of a self-willed, warlike race. 
 That line I'll widen, make it red with blood 
 And glittering with swords and bayonets. 
 
 Baal. When did the people give authority 
 To any one to draw a line like that 
 Between co-equal citizens and States ? 
 When did the States consent to such a line, 
 Or Southerners agree to lineal law, 
 That treats them as despised inferiors? 
 When did French residents renounce the rights 
 Secured by treaty with Napoleon ? 
 
 Satan. Never. 'Twas King Majority enthroned. 
 His scepter gave to false philanthropy 
 To drive Missouri from the Union's door. 
 
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 'Twas purblind statesmanship, with stumbling steps, 
 
 Led by ambition trampling upon law, 
 
 The rights of men, of States, and treaty rights. 
 
 All by the Constitution well secured, 
 
 Stretched out the coward hand that drew that line. 
 
 Mammon. 'Twas I that drew the contract that con- 
 veyed 
 New England's votes to the most southward States, 
 To keep the slave trade open twenty years. 
 And their three votes for tonnage taxing laws. 
 I saw the contract faithfully observed. 
 The slaves were brought till they were two for one, 
 Doubling their numbers in the twenty years. 
 They taxed out foreio:n tonnage at their will, 
 And so they will until the end of time. 
 What now is w^anted? Can it be more slaves? 
 
 Belial. They want to bless the negroes by decay, 
 To extirpate them, let them slowly starve, 
 T' inclose them in a narrow boundary 
 And let them eat their heads oif if they will. 
 No! no! it is not more but fewer slaves, 
 And fewer masters, and they very poor ! 
 
 Baal. 'Twould certainly be better for the slave 
 To range at will, or at his master's will. 
 Through all th' unmeasured acres of the West. 
 
 Satan. I listen to your talk with due respect, 
 But marvel that you fail to see in me 
 The cause of wordy warfare and the strife 
 That now eml)itters sectional disputes. 
 I care not for the slaves, for North or South, 
 But fan the flames of hatred till they blaze 
 With all the fury of destructive war. 
 
 Scene : Bunker Hill, 3fass., June 17, 1825. Ariel, Raphael, Zo- 
 
 PHIEL. 
 
 Zophiel. What means this gathering of thousands here. 
 With martial music and the measured tread 
 Of soldiers ready for the battle-field? 
 
132 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Raphael. 'Tia half a century since on this hill 
 Freemen fought bravely for their liberty. 
 To-day survivors of that famous fight 
 Meet their young countrymen to celebrate 
 The triumphs of the cause for which they fought. 
 
 Ariel. There's Daniel Webster, prince of orators, 
 "Whose eloquence shall tell of noble deeds 
 Performed by heroes fifty years ago, 
 And of the principles for which they bled, 
 And the rich fruits of those pure principles. 
 
 Zephon. There's Lafayette, the nation's honored guest, 
 The friend of Washington and liberty: 
 Our country's friend — friend in her time of need. 
 This grand old hero lays upon this spot 
 The corner-stone of a tall monument. 
 Whose tow'ring top, still pointing to the skies, 
 Shall tell the generations yet to come 
 'Twas their forefathers' God whose mighty hand 
 Gave them the liberty that they enjoy. 
 Great Lafayette came back to visit now 
 The people that in youth he helped to free. 
 A mighty multitude, with happy hearts. 
 Have welcomed him to their rejoicing homes. 
 They give their benefactor fertile lands 
 And crown him with a nation's gratitude. 
 They see him shed afi'ection's flowing tears 
 Upon the honored tomb of Washington. 
 They see the joy that lights his countenance 
 As he beholds their great prosperity, 
 Sees mines and forests and the fruitful soil 
 Lavish upon them richest, rarest gifts. 
 Old ocean rolls her treasures to their shores, 
 And commerce brings rich tribute to their ports. 
 They see how gratified he is to learn 
 That Porter whipped the pirates of the Gulf, 
 Till none remain t' alarm the sons of trade; 
 That Congress recognized the governments 
 Of all the new republics of the South 
 As independent nations of the earth; -^ 
 
THE MONROE DOCTRINE. 133 
 
 That President Monroe had notified 
 
 Old Europe that she shall not colonize 
 
 A single S2)ot of this free continent. 
 
 Now when he seeks the shores of his loved France, 
 
 Rememb'ring where his blood in youth was shed, 
 
 They send him on the good ship " Brandy wine."' 
 
BOOK SEVENTH. 
 
 Scene: Capitol, Washington, D. C, March, 1830. Satan, Mammon, 
 Belial, Baal. 
 
 Satan. Fate seems against us now, my brave compeers. 
 Jackson, inaugurated, spoils my plans. 
 He is a strict constructionist, and firm 
 In his determination to maintain 
 State rights and civil liberty against 
 All usurpations of the fed'ral power. 
 With him comes in a Senate to sustain 
 And strengthen him. Monopolies must die. 
 Protective tariffs Will no longer rob 
 The planters to enrich the men with mills. 
 The bank must perish, and the treasury. 
 Freed from the leeches that now feast on it, 
 Gather no more than its demands compel 
 For uses that are constitutional. 
 Now, I had hoped that Adams would serve 6ut 
 Another term, and give the greedy East 
 All that it asks from the depleted South; 
 Would strain the Constitution till it breaks, 
 Eending all ties that now connect the States. 
 This disappointment vexes me to-day. 
 Give your advice. Say what shall next be done. 
 
 Mammon. Press onward in the course you have pur- 
 sued. 
 The fact'ry lords are not yet satisfied. 
 The iron masters more protection claim: 
 They hoodwink honest men and patriots 
 With "The Americans against the world." 
 Ambition's bribes they proffer to the great, 
 And offer money in exchange for votes. 
 I pledge my clientage to your support; 
 We plant our money for productive crops. 
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FACTORY LORDS, 
 
 135 
 
 Belial. I too can tell of something you will like 
 
 My client who was once , 
 
 Now Mrs. . . ., will be snubbed, tabooed 
 
 By the elite of chaste society. 
 
 The ]Mous wives of Jackson's cabinet 
 
 Will be required to recognize my pet, 
 
 HENRY CLAY AND A MANUFACTURER. 
 
 Or risk the anger of the President. 
 
 Their husbands will protect them in the right 
 
 To freely choose their own associates. 
 
 This will drive out the faithful married men, 
 
 And leave the widower of Kinderhook, 
 
 The trusted counselor of him who rules : 
 
136 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Waiting the day that makes him President. 
 The sly old fox can safely bid his time. 
 
 Baal. But, Belial, did not the Vice-president 
 Expect the presidency in his turn? 
 
 Belial. He did, but it is learned that he condemned 
 The Gen'ral for his course in Florida, 
 And his chaste wife tabooed and spurned my pet. 
 
 Baal. Why did the President part with his friends 
 Eather than see your pretty pet tabooed? 
 
 Belial. His pious mother in his early youth 
 Made him the champion of womanhood. 
 To slander female innocence and worth 
 Was an offense he never would forgive. 
 Some months ago his faithful, loving wife 
 Was torn from his embrace by cruel death. 
 The gallant hero laid her sacred form 
 Beneath the sod with many a tender tear. 
 The mem'ry of her virtues stirred the depths 
 Of his indignant wrath against the wretch 
 Whose filthy tongue had slandered her good name. 
 A thousand deaths of foul-mouthed slanderers 
 Seemed insufficient for so vile a crime. 
 Just then my lovely pet flashed on his sight 
 With tears of blushing, injured innocence, 
 And claimed protection from her slanderers. 
 A world in arms he would have then defied 
 And bravely, nobly died in her defense. 
 Satan, you smile, but all the heav'nly hosts 
 Had been her champions if they had seen 
 The lovely innocence she then displayed. 
 
 Satan. Belial, I give you thanks for all you tell; 
 And, Mammon, thanks for your most sage advice. 
 JS^ew combinations now seem possible 
 That may accomplish more than I had hoped. 
 Yes, we have parties that are sectional, 
 The East against the West and planting States. 
 The fed'ral power arrayed against State rights. 
 Eepublican is Fed'ral newly named. 
 
Jackson's in on will. 
 
 There is the bank as planned by Hamilton, 
 And here a party claiming all he asked, 
 All that he asked, but could not then obtain; 
 And here is Jackson, with his iron will, 
 His honest purpose to uphold the right, 
 With a strong tendency to claim that he 
 Himself alone is the Democracy. 
 I'll work the ruin of these prosp'rous States, 
 Accepting help from all who'll give me aid. 
 But there is something truly ominous 
 
 137 
 
 ANDREW JACKSON. 
 
 In the coincidence that brought the deaths 
 
 Of Jefferson and Adams at one time. 
 
 And that just fifty years from the great day 
 
 When independence was at first proclaimed. 
 
 How strange ! The two great patriots, when young, 
 
 Labored in concert freedom to secure; 
 
 Then led opposing parties through long years, 
 
 In age became like brothers, and in death. 
 
 On Independence Hay, were grandly joined. 
 
 May not this hint that union will prevail 
 
138 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Against all arts of devils or of men? 
 1 hear of cars to be propelled by steam, 
 Gliding on iron rails with wondrous speed. 
 This new invention j^romises to be 
 Of priceless value to this favored land. 
 We must begin to study in advance 
 How we can make it hurry men to hell, 
 By accidents, by frauds, by Mammon's arts, 
 By all of^Belial's sharp, deceptive tricks. 
 
 Scene: The Capitol at Washington, D. C, March 4, IS 33. Satan, 
 Baal, Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Satan. What arc our prospects now, most worthy 
 friends ? 
 
 Belial. The cabinet was scattered as proposed, 
 And Kinderhook's shrewd widower became 
 The favorite confidant of his great chief — 
 Was sent to England as ambassador. 
 His rivals in the Senate called him back, 
 Refusing to confirm the nominee. 
 But that has made him the Vice-president. 
 He takes the oath of office here to-day, 
 And four years hence will be the President. 
 
 Mammon. I with success have crowned my latest 
 scheme. 
 The greedy manufacturers secured 
 Tlie highest tariff ever yet imposed. 
 Threatened disunion if it was denied, 
 And promised money, honor, power, and fame 
 To all who aided their nefarious j^lans. 
 
 Mars. I stirred the hot blood of the fiery South 
 To nullify the hateful robber law. 
 And got the Force bill passed to have them hanged. 
 1 wait in hope to see the strife begin. 
 
 Baal. I gave to Hayne and Webster and Calhoun 
 Such oratory as earth seldom hears 
 To stir opposing forces into strife. 
 Tlieir sections were so charmed with their mistakes 
 That Edward Livingston could scarce command 
 
THE TARIFF REDUCED. ' 139 
 
 Attention from admiring Senators, 
 
 AVhilc he set forth truth without error mixed. 
 
 Satan. Well done! well done ! co-workers with your 
 chief, 
 Your great success emboldens me to-day. 
 But, Mars, you may wait twenty years or more 
 To see this peaceful country drenched in blood. 
 That time will come; you shall not wait in vain. 
 These Carolinians are very brave, 
 And Claj^ has yielded to their just demands. 
 The fact'ry barons have to stand aside 
 Till their great champion saves the land he loves. 
 Calhoun, victorious, sees the tariff tax 
 Greatly reduced through several years to come. 
 But see, Jackson begins his second terra to-day; 
 The great Chief-justice hears him take the oath. 
 
 Scene: Woods near battle-field of San Jacinto, Tex., April, 1836. Ab- 
 
 DIEL, ItHURIEL. 
 
 Ahdiel. We meet again, companion of my toils. 
 What brings you to these far South-western wilds? 
 
 Ithuriel, The people introduced by Austin here 
 Have been my frequent care for many months. 
 I witnessed their distresses and their griefs, 
 And the injustice of their enemies 
 Before the storms of war beat on their homes; 
 The horrors of the Alamo beheld. 
 And near this place expeco a conflict soon. 
 What can you tell me of the land we love? 
 
 Ahdiel. That land still prospers, but the cholera 
 Has sent its thousands down to gloomy graves. 
 Black Hawk and all his Indian braves, subdued, 
 No more distress the frontier with their yells. 
 France sent five millions to the treasury, 
 And Portugal has settled her old debts. 
 Fire in New York laid forty acres bare. 
 Consuming eighteen millions of their wealth. 
 The politicians battle still for place 
 And fiercely wage unceasing w^ordy wars. 
 
140 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Death has been claiming great men for his prey: 
 Chief-justice Marshall, Eandolph of Eoanoke, 
 Carroll of CarroUton, and James Monroe, 
 Have lately been laid low in peace to rest. 
 Like Jefferson and Adams, James Monroe 
 Died calmly upon Independence Day. 
 May not this indicate that the great God 
 Makes that fair land peculiarly his care ? 
 But hark ! the sound of battle comes this way ! 
 
 I go to learn the issue of the fight 
 
 The Texans have their independence gained. 
 Their foes have fallen on the battle-field. 
 Are captured or are scattered to the winds. 
 See here comes Houston, hero of this fight; 
 And Santa Ana, captured, comes this way. 
 He well deserves to die a murd'rer's death, 
 But his release will give the Texans peace, 
 And crown with independence their brave State. 
 
 Scene: House of Representatives, Washington, D. C, December 27, 1S37. 
 Satan, Gabriel. 
 
 Satan. Ha-ha! Ha-ha! My grandest work begins ! 
 Slade of Vermont has raised my battle-cry, 
 And threescore Congressmen in chorus join, 
 Insulting all who dare to own black slaves. 
 They ask for votes to set the negroes free, 
 Just as if Congress was omnipotent. 
 With full authority to work its will. 
 But Wise, Legare, Ehett, Griffin, and McKay 
 Take up the quarrel on the other side. 
 Sustained by all the Southern Congressmen.. 
 They handle one another without gloves. 
 How orderly ! how calm ! how dignified ! 
 How loving ! how courteous ! how refined ! 
 This hatred of the sections I'll inflame 
 Until all hearts shall blaze with fiery wrath. 
 With British emissaries I began 
 My fierce attack upon all Southerners. 
 Enthusiastic poets next assailed 
 Their Southern neighbors with vindictive zeal. 
 The smartlings of lyceums then began 
 
hate's cruel creed. 141 
 
 To flap their luifledp^ed wings against the South, 
 
 And with soft, gristly bills to fiercely peck 
 
 At reputations such as Washington's. 
 
 Then hireling lecturers, with caustic tongues, 
 
 Went forth to earn their bread by kindling strife; 
 
 While pulpit politicians loudly preached 
 
 Hate's cruel creed through sacred Sabbath hours. 
 
 Those insolent petitions 1 shall use 
 
 To fan disunion's embers into flames. 
 
 And hurl to every corner of the land 
 
 Eed, sparkling brands of desolating wrath. 
 
 Gabriel. [Drawing nigh.] Satan, I know your reasons 
 for this work. 
 And marvel much that you have so deceived 
 So many shrewd, well-meaning citizens. 
 That at your instigation they're employed 
 To overturn the best of governments, 
 By trampling on the contracts of their sires 
 ^j which themselves have greatly profited. 
 Did not the British bring the negroes here, 
 Forcing the slave trade on the colonies ? 
 Did not New England contract with the South 
 To bring them slaves for the first twenty years, 
 If the most southward States would vote with them 
 To tax the tonnage of all foreigners ? 
 Did not the East get worthless debts assumed 
 Due by the States to her rich citizens, 
 By giving to the South the capital ? 
 Were not these contracts made in all good faith 
 By sections as with sections. States with States? 
 Do not those sections and those States still live? 
 And do not those fair "bargains " bind them still? 
 If they would rue the contracts that they made, 
 Why not surrender up the price received? 
 If they repent of selling human souls. 
 Why not with tearful eyes go buy them back. 
 And set them free, and pay them for their time ? 
 Judas himself brought back the price of blood. 
 But no place for repentance could he find. 
 They'll claim exemption from the punishment 
 
142 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Due to the sin committed by their sires; 
 
 But will this plea hold good while they retain 
 
 The profits of the contracts which they break ? 
 
 Will quarrels or hot conflicts with the South 
 
 Atone for sins for which they hold the fruits? 
 
 Will they not meet before the judgment bar 
 
 Their own sins and their fathers' both combined, 
 
 Their violations of the contracts made, 
 
 Joined with the horrors of the vile slave trade? 
 
 If sympathy for slaves would break their bonds, 
 
 To buy them back is the one honest way. 
 
 If chivalry must fight to set slaves free, 
 
 AYhy break the solemn covenants they made 
 
 With their own kinsmen and compatriots? 
 
 AVhy not attack Dahomey or Brazil, 
 
 Whose right to slaves they have not guaranteed ? 
 
 Who gave the Congress any right to slaves ? 
 
 No master ever did, nor any State. 
 
 No State had such authority to give, 
 
 Nor could the Congress such a right assert 
 
 Without destroying justice, union, peace. 
 
 Satan, why lead these men so fiir astray ? 
 
 Satan. Gabriel, what right have you to question me ? 
 You speak the truth, but what care I for truth ? 
 I'll make these meddling fellows rule this land, 
 In spite of compacts, constitutions, laws. 
 And all the compromises they have made. 
 Sheer, brazen impudence shall help them on, 
 Till step by step they rise to sovereign power, 
 And deluge this fair land with kindred blood. 
 Nay, more, I frankly tell you to your face 
 They'll do it all in the great name of Christ. 
 Go, Gabriel, lead the choruses of heaven. 
 But know that I still rule this lower world. 
 
 Gabriel. The Lord rebuke thee, Satan ! I behold 
 The chains of darkness with w^hich you are bound, 
 That shall confine you in the depths of hell; 
 While earth, no more polluted by your steps. 
 Shall be the home of happiness and love. 
 
THREE PRESIDENTS IN Fl VE WEEKS. 143 
 
 See your misguided dupes — they come this way: 
 Siade, Ogle, Corwin, Naylor, and the rest. 
 
 Scene: Senate Chamber, Washington, D. C, February 13, 18 40. 
 Henry Clay presenting a petition for the abolition of slavery in the 
 District of Columbia. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. Unwilling as he is, Clay does my work. 
 'Tis not for his Kentuckians he claims 
 The right to offer these petitions here. 
 
 Mars. Why is it that petitions have of late 
 Become less frequent and are seldom seen ? 
 
 Satan. The hands that held the pen have been out- 
 stretched 
 To beg fat offices, which they expect 
 When Harrison becomes the President. 
 Besides, 'twas ascertained that full four-fifths 
 Of Congress disapproved the action asked. 
 Self-love and self-conceit talk much of slaves, 
 With supercilious scorn ; of masters much. 
 With hate's envenomed hiss and envy's curse. 
 T' annul a contract by a swindling trick, 
 Or rob another under forms of law. 
 Imparts more pleasure than the heav'ns could yield 
 To some of Mammon's shrewd, sharp clientage. 
 
 Scene : Capitol, Washington, D. C, April 6, I84I. 
 
 Zephon. How blessed this land, where peace and order 
 reign, 
 Thouo^h rulers change three times within five weeks ! 
 Van Buren has to private life retired, 
 And Harrison, the people's choice, stood forth 
 To rule in righteousness the land he loved. 
 But death removed him to a higher sphere, 
 And Tyler takes the ruler's place to-day. 
 These changes have not cost one drop of blood, 
 Nor drawn a tear-drop from an infant's e3^e, 
 Nor brought a blush to beauty's lovely cheek, 
 Nor caused a widow's heart to throb with fear. 
 
(144; 
 
 STATE HOUSE, PHILADELPHIA. 
 
THE MAGNETIC TELEGRAPH, 145 
 
 Ariel. The census shows that in the last ten years 
 The States have gained twice told the number that 
 On Independence Day defied King George. 
 Two new republics join the kindred band 
 That constitutes the great United States. 
 Along the lakes reposes Michigan, 
 While Arkansas rests by the river-side. 
 The warring Seniinoles have been subdued: 
 Fair Florida no longer dreads their wrath. 
 The peaceful Cherokees, with sobs and tears, 
 Left their old home and their forefathers' graves, 
 And journeyed sadly toward the setting sun. 
 The white men paid them millions for their lands, 
 And gave them richer ground beyond the flood; 
 But gold soothed not the sorrows of those hearts 
 That heaved the patr'ots' sigh for native land. 
 The white man's contract with the white man made 
 Must be complied with; so the Indian marched, 
 Driv'n by white soldiers from their much loved homes. 
 
 Uzziel. Did retribution break the white man's banks, 
 Sinking two hundred millions in one year, 
 Driving the rich men from their palaces ? 
 Will some Tecumseh, in the days to come, 
 With most despotic cruelty drive out 
 The peaceful whites from that same lovely land ? 
 
 Raphael. 'Tis not for me to say; the future's sealed. 
 So of Grod's will, in what he here permits, 
 Or rather what he sufl^crs to be done. 
 But yonder comes Tyler to take the oath, 
 And Taney to administer to him 
 The obligations of a President. 
 
 Scene: Baltimore, Md., May 29, ISJ^A. The Magnetic Telegraph. 
 Raphael, Ithuriel. 
 
 Raphael. This day has witnessed such a grand event 
 As men have never seen on earth before. 
 Compared with it, all interests of these times 
 Must dwindle into insignificance. 
 The title to Van Rensellaer's broad lands; 
 Dorr, in the prison, or at liberty, 
 10 
 
146 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 To vex Ehode Island with aiuircliie schcnios; 
 The monument that stands on Bunker Hill; 
 The Bank bill vetoed, or the Bankrupt bill; 
 The cabinet dissolved; the boundary line 
 Adjusted with Great Britain peaceably — 
 What are they all compared with this event ? 
 
 Ithuriel. Please tell me what it is of which you speak ? 
 
 Raphael. 'Tis the magnetic telegraph by Morse. 
 He makes acidulated metal plates 
 
 Seize with strong hands the lightning's wond'rous force, 
 And send it as a post-boy round the world, 
 Over his wiry path with such great speed 
 As distances the swift-winged flight of time, 
 Or the velocity of all the spheres, 
 Or undulations of the rays of light. 
 It makes all nations neighbors, and gives each 
 An interest in the w^elfare of them all. 
 " What hath God wrought ! " Give glory to his name ! 
 And let all people loudly say "Amen ! " 
 Behold the benefactor of his race. 
 Whose honored name shall flash ai'ound the world 
 And be emblazoned in the book of life! 
 
 Scene : Washmgton D. C, July 4, 1846. Satan, Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Satan. What brings you here on Independence Day? 
 
 Mammon. The interests of my clients are at stake. 
 They saw with undissembled pain and grief 
 Tyler succeed the much loved Harrison. 
 With wrath and indignation they beheld 
 Texas annexed in spite of their protests. 
 War followed, and they yelled with savage rage. 
 But here they're touched in their most tender place — 
 Their pocket-nerve is sorely, sadly rasped. 
 Four years ago Clay's compromise had brought 
 The tarifl" to the rate agreed upon ; 
 But, to their interests ever wide awake, 
 My clients shrewdly got the rates increased. 
 But Polk defeated Clay, and then was heard 
 Much talk of strict construction and the like. 
 
A TARIFF FOR REVENUE. 147 
 
 A tariff for protection was pronounced 
 
 Unconstitutional, and breach of faith. 
 
 To introduce it was, they said, " to lie," 
 
 And to enforce it, " arrantly to rob." 
 
 We pleaded precedents, and boldly claimed 
 
 That from great Hamilton to Henry Clay 
 
 Protection was the settled policy 
 
 Of this great nation, and should ever be; 
 
 But they out-voted us, and will require 
 
 My much protected friends to take their hands 
 
 Out of their neighbors' purses with sad haste, 
 
 Unless the Senate holds while rich men rob. 
 
 Satan. Be of good cheer. I now am laj^ing plans 
 By which protected wealth may gorge itself 
 At poverty's expense without control; 
 When war between the sections with red hands 
 Shall hold subjected millions by their throats 
 And let protection rob at its sweet will. 
 But there stands Polk, with Walker by his side: 
 They've planned a tariff that's for revenue. 
 
 Scene : Battle-field of Buena Vista, Mexico, February 23, 1847. Sa- 
 tan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. What think you of this battle, my great friend? 
 Did Macedonians equal Taylor's troops ? 
 Did Rome's famed legions make so brave a fight ? 
 
 Mars. I must confess these troops arc unsurpassed 
 By any I have seen in anc'ent times. 
 I saw on Palo Alto's battle-field, 
 And in Resaca de la Palma's fight, 
 And on the heights of Monterey displayed 
 Such valor as I heartily admired ; 
 But Buena Vista bears the palm away 
 From all the conflicts I have witnessed yet. 
 The unpretending hero of this fight 
 Is coming this way, "Rough and Ready" still. 
 See at his side the husband of his child ! 
 Though long estranged, they now are reconciled. 
 Jeff. Davis is the old man's joy and pride, 
 Whose Mississipians, a living wall 
 
148 THE AM ERIC AX EPIC. 
 
 'Gainst which the tide of battle broke in vain, 
 Drove back the surging Mexicans to-day. 
 And there is Marshall, Washington, and Bragg, 
 Who gave the foe "a little more of grape; " 
 And there young Breckenridgc and Crittenden, 
 And there the unnamed heroes of the ranks — 
 Let Jacob Goodson represent them all. 
 Hurrah! hurrah for Buena Vista's braves! 
 They drove four times their number from the field ; 
 But Clay, McKee, and hundreds of brave men 
 Yielded their lives to win the victory. 
 
 Scene : City of Mexico, dmvn of day, September 13, 1847. Satan, 
 Mars, Belial, Baal. 
 
 Baal. The strife is nearly ended. War-worn troops 
 Enter to-day their foe's proud capital. 
 A war Hke this I never saw before. 
 The great republic wins in every fight. 
 A handful of brave men, far from their homes, 
 Most of them raw recruits, meet well-drilled foes. 
 Ten times their number, backed by millions more. 
 And, having conquered them, bind up their wounds. 
 And treat them as born brothers and true friends. 
 
 Belial Such wars as this I have no fondness for. 
 I favor wars with more of deviltry. 
 These "goody-goody" men disturb no roosts, 
 They rob no sheep-folds on their pious march, 
 But leave their Bibles with their enemies. 
 'Tis said they offer fifteen miUions now 
 For land that is already theirs by war: 
 This to the conquered from their conquerors. 
 
 Mars. So charmed am I by bravery in arms 
 That I was blind to things of which you speak. 
 I saw the cities of the Western coast 
 Surrender to Sloat, Stockton, and Fremont. 
 I witnessed Kearney's march to Santa Fe, 
 Saw it surrender to the troops he led; 
 Then saw him turn toward the setting sun 
 And at San Gabriel, with a few brave men, 
 Secure an empire for his countrymen ; 
 
VICTORIES IN MEXICO, 149 
 
 Saw Doniphan with his eight hundred march 
 
 From their Missouri homes to Saltillo, 
 
 Fight at Bracito, cross the Eio Grande, 
 
 Capture El Paso, whip the Mexicans 
 
 At Sacramento Creek; march to Chihuahua, 
 
 Ca2)ture it and forty thousand people, 
 
 Besides troops; there with his ragged heroes 
 
 March again to find and make report to 
 
 General Wool at distant Saltillo. 
 
 I marveled at the fall of Vera Cruz; 
 
 And when on Cerro Gordo's rocky heights 
 
 Twiggs won the day, I scarce believed my eyes. 
 
 And when five thousand men so far from home 
 
 Took Jalapa, Perote, and Puebia, 
 
 With prisoners, artillery, and stores, 
 
 I said " This is but bait by which t' entrap 
 
 These bold invaders of this flow'ry land." 
 
 When unopposed the val'rous troops had passed 
 
 The Cordilleras and looked down upon 
 
 The blooming lands of Central Mexico, 
 
 I felt assured the trap would hold them fast; 
 
 But all these frowning forts have failed to check 
 
 Th' impetuous charges of resistless men. 
 
 Chepultepee was carried yesterday. 
 
 Last night, in darkness, Santa Ana fled; 
 
 To-day the conquerors come marching in. 
 
 See ! There they give their banner to the breeze ! 
 
 What men they are ! How grandly do they march ! 
 
 Would I could see them battle with their peers ! 
 
 That would be war well worthy of the name. 
 
 Satan. Mars, you shall see them with their equals 
 fight; 
 Yes, with each other in most deadly strife. 
 Pillow and Twiggs shall battle against Scott, 
 And Scott plan campaigns 'gainst his native State. 
 These West Point officers, now bosom friends, 
 Shall marshal mighty hosts with wondrous skill 
 To kill each other upon battle-fields. 
 But here they come: vScott, Butler, Pillow, Pierce, 
 Twiggs, Worth, Smith, Shields, and gallant Colonel Lee. 
 
150 . THE AM Eli WAN EPIC. 
 
 Scene: San Francisco, Cal, August 1,1847. Raphael, Ariel, Ze- 
 
 PHON. 
 
 Raphael. Four weeks ago in far off Washington 
 The President, most fortunate of men, 
 Announced the end of war with Mexico. 
 Success attends his steps and crowns his plans, 
 Writing in hues of light his honored name. 
 Texas, annexed, war Christianized and made 
 A blessing to the men who brought it on, 
 Has been successful against fearful odds 
 In ev'ry bloody battle that was fought. 
 Peace comes, with graceful steps and smiling face, 
 To bring green laurels for heroic men 
 Whom he sent forth to champion the right; 
 And title deeds conveying vast domains. 
 With rocks and sands glitt'ring with shining gold. 
 And world-wide oceans from which commerce comes, 
 To crown his country empress of the seas. 
 There is the Golden Gate, and on this spot 
 Old Asia shall lay tribute at her feet. 
 The British treaty touched the threat'ning cloud 
 That long obscured the northern boundary. 
 Bore its fierce " lightnings harmless to the deep," 
 And let the rays of friendship light the scene. 
 Four States have been admitted, and their stars 
 Are now emblazoned brightly on the flag: 
 Fair Florida, Texas, and Iowa 
 Stand with Wisconsin in the Union now. 
 
 Ariel. Eaphael, such progress never has been made 
 By any other nation in four years. 
 Do 3^ou remember Smithson's gen'rous gift ? 
 An institution bears his honored name. 
 
 Raphael. I do; and generations yet to come 
 Shall own their obligations and give thanks. 
 
 Zephon. Is thero no drawback on these j)rosp'rous 
 years. 
 No evil to subtract from all the good ? 
 
 Raphael. Ko, not the least, except that chilly death 
 
clay's compromise. 151 
 
 Has laid his hand on two ex-Presidents : 
 JacI<:son and Adams, both in ripe old age, 
 Best from their labors and their earthly cares. 
 
 Scene: Washington, D. C, Septe7nber 19, 1850. Abdiel, Ithuriel, 
 Ariel. 
 
 Abdiel. Ho, comrades ! this auspicious day calls forth 
 The glad congratulations of warm hearts 
 In millions of this country's happy homes. 
 The bow of hope and promise spans the sky. 
 Where storms were gathering and thunders rolled. 
 Clay's compromise, adopted yesterday. 
 Brings back sweet memories of by-gone days, 
 Ere Satan had stirred up the States to strife 
 And bade fanatic fury vex the land. 
 The sections once so rash abide in peace. 
 Encircled by the links of love's bright chain. 
 The country rings with cheerful, joyful words, 
 Ascribing highest honors to the names 
 Of Clay, Cass, Douglass, Webster, Bright, and Foote. 
 Death has called Taylor to an honored grave, 
 But Fillmore worthily fills his high place. 
 Happy the land with such wise rulers blessed, 
 And its fierce factions shamed into repose! 
 See Fillmore, Webster, Clay, and Crittenden, 
 Bright, Douglass, Foote, and Cass, and Dickinson ! 
 Praise God, praise God for fearless patriots ! 
 
 Scene: Faneuil Hall, Boston, March 1, 1854. Satan, Baal, Mam- 
 mon, Belial. 
 
 Satan. More than three years ago Clay's compromise 
 Hushed the rude storms that darkened all this land. 
 Since then low mutt'ring thunder has been heard, 
 And angry lightnings seen along the sky. 
 But soon a deadly cyclone shall come down, 
 Black with infernal malice and fierce wrath, 
 To overturn and desolate and crush 
 All it encounters in its furious course. 
 Yet this is what I've long desired to see. 
 
 'Baal. Speak plainly, Satan, let us understand, 
 What is there to precipitate this storm ? 
 
152 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Satan. The hatred of the sections, loncj suppressed, 
 Breaks forth to rend the sky and shake the earth. 
 
 Baal. New England's clergy pray to men, not God, 
 For help against " Steve Douglass and Frank Pierce." 
 Were they not born upon New England ground? 
 
 Mammon. They were ! New England has no truer 
 sons. 
 What is it those two potent men propose ? 
 
 Satan. Self-government for men in the far West. 
 
 Baal. Self-government ? For that their fathers fought. 
 
 Satan. 'Twas that New England mio-ht New Enirland 
 rule. 
 
 Baal. Whom would they have to rule Nebraska now? 
 
 Satan. Of course, Nevv England. No, her clergymen, 
 With Sumner, Chase, Chandler, and Wade to help; 
 Not such New Englanders as Bancroft, Morse, 
 Hawthorne, Pierce, Cushing, or Edward Everett. 
 They even lock Webster out of Faneuil Hall. 
 They want a few fanatics and their dupes 
 To seize the helm and steer the ship of State. 
 Their plans are mine; they have my hearty help. 
 
 Baal. They want to see " black feet on the white necks " 
 Of those whose fathers broke their ftithers' 3^okes, 
 Or possibly would rather kindle flames 
 To burn slave-holders as they witches burned. 
 
 Belial. Or else garrote them, as the Cubans did 
 My friend Lopez, who went to set them free; 
 Or shoot them by the millions in cold blood, 
 And San Domingoize their lovely land. 
 
 Satan. Belial, there shall be work enough for you 
 And all your cronies when the war shall come, 
 As come it must in a few stormy months. 
 Insults and outrages shall stir the South 
 Till Southerners will haughtilj^ withdraw, 
 In supercilious pride to dwell apart. 
 
THE OCEAN TELEGRAPH. 153 
 
 Scene: Battery, New York, August, IS 58. Ariel, Uriel. 
 
 Ariel. Angelic rapture joins with human joy 
 In this great city on this glorious day. 
 The telegraph connects two hemispheres. 
 Its messages outspeed the flight of time, 
 And leave the rapid rays of light behind. 
 These people are the wonder of the world ! 
 'Twas here the Crystal Palace grandly rose; 
 From here brave Perry sailed to far Japan, 
 Unlocking its hid treasures for mankind. 
 From here went Ingram who, with threat'ning guns, 
 Compelled the Austrians to release Koszta. 
 
 Uriel. This nation is indeed to be admired. 
 'Tis blessed of Grod and envied by mankind. 
 The product of her mines a single 5^ear 
 Would pay for Cuba, if old Spain Avould sell. 
 Her fields would feed the millions of the world, 
 And clothe them in clean garments day by day. 
 Her sons have rescued Britons near the j^ole, 
 And conquered Mormons in the Western wilds. 
 But see, there's Cyrus Field, Morse, Yanderbilt, 
 Bryant, and Greeley, Bennett, Bcecher, Tweed. 
 
 Scene : Harper's Ferry, Va., 1859. Gabriel, Abdiel, Ithuriel, 
 Uriel. 
 
 Abdiel. What mean these crowds of grave, indignant 
 men? 
 
 Gabriel. The most atrocious of all fiendish crimes 
 Was here committed by a wretch named Brown; 
 A crime involving treason, murder, theft, 
 Rebellion, kidnapping, and robbery, 
 Leading to arson, rape, and bloody war. 
 
 Ithuriel. Yet, strange to say, outside of prison Avails 
 And lunatic asylums there are found 
 J^ot a few kindred spirits who, less brave, 
 Would canonize John Brown their patron saint, 
 Write poetry and sing most warlike songs 
 In honor of his name so infamous 1 
 
154 
 
 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Brown and his J^uilty gang are to be hanged 
 To-day, before the setting of the sun. 
 
 Uriel. Of course such criminals must suffer death. 
 Do not all people execrate such deeds? 
 
 Gabriel. No; hatred of the sections longs for blood. 
 This country has become two hostile camps. 
 Grave Senators of mighty sovereign States, 
 Sage judges of most honored civil courts, 
 Poets of sweetest song and world-wide fame, 
 
 harper's ferry. 
 
 Fair ladies, loveliest of Adam's race, 
 
 And even ministers of Jesus Christ 
 
 Would gladly share the guilt of old John Brown, 
 
 But for the fear that they would have to hang. 
 
 They share his hate, but not his bravery. 
 
 Ahdiel. Where is the grateful, patriotic love 
 That warmed all hearts when Boston was relieved, 
 And saw the British yield to Washington? 
 Where the benevolent ali'ection seen 
 
CONGRESS A BATTLE-FIELD. 155 
 
 When Cornwallis fiurrendercd at Yorktown? 
 Where is the confidence that was disj)laycd 
 When Washington the oath of office took? 
 
 Gabriel. All, all are gone. They're driven from the 
 land, 
 Banished by jealousy and slain by hate. 
 
 Ahdiel. Are all the people thus antagonized ? 
 Does hellish malice burn in ev'ry heart? 
 
 Gabriel. No; not one man in twenty thirsts for blood. 
 
 Ahdiel. How then can twenty be controlled by one? 
 
 Gabriel. The twenty seek for pleasure, ease, or wealth, 
 And trouble not themselves with politics, 
 Except to vote as prompted by the one. 
 The one, an active fosterling of hell, 
 Is leagued with Satan to divide the States. 
 He makes himself a champion of the North 
 Against the hateful people of the South, 
 Whose monstrous sin it is to own some slaves, 
 Sold to their fathers by this champion's sire. 
 Of course the South has champions of its own, 
 Eeady to battle for its right to slaves, 
 As guaranteed by Northern patriots. 
 Thus halls of Congress now are battle-fields 
 Where North and South contend for mastery. 
 AYhen Cavaliers met Puritans in fight, 
 Eupert and Cromwell wore not fiercer foes. 
 Each of the sections has a selfish few 
 Who climb to office by the help of hate. 
 They battle for their section or their State 
 AVith noisy, boastful insolence and strife. 
 These noisy watch-dogs alwa3^s snap and snarl 
 Most spitefully against the South or North, 
 Claiming that all who do not bark with them 
 Are foes to God and traitors to their State. 
 The multitude, misled by angry tones. 
 Bark for their section or their sovereign State. 
 The evil is infectious. Demagogues 
 Successfully employ the same bad trick. 
 
156 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 And feign the hatred which they never felt. 
 
 State after State has fallen into line, 
 
 And marches with its section to the polls, 
 
 Till soon fanaticism, seizing power, 
 
 Will marshal thirty States against thirteen, 
 
 And force each citizen to serve his State. 
 
 A thonsand mad men thus may driye to war 
 
 The thirty millions of the peaceable. 
 
 And deluge this fair land with kindred blood. 
 
 Uriel. Was there a compact made in eighty-seven 
 To keep the slaves from treading Western soil? 
 
 Gabriel. James Madison says no. The ordinance 
 Of eighty-seven was not authorized 
 By sovereign States and had no legal force . 
 To bind the people longer than they chose. 
 Cass says there was no party to contract 
 Or make a compact with the old Congress. 
 It was a simple act, and nothing more, 
 And was not binding on the Western States. 
 
 Uriel. What of the compromise of twenty-one? 
 
 Gabriel. That was withont the slightest legal force. 
 'Twas the hard hand of King Majority, 
 Stripping the Southern section of its rights. 
 Breaking the treaty made with Bonaparte. 
 'Twas robbery submitted to for peace, 
 So must the courts decide when called to judge. 
 But the strong-handed North did ostracize 
 All of their men who made that compromise. 
 
 Uriel. Why then do they complain of its repeal? 
 
 Gabriel. Sheer selfishness constrains them to that 
 course. 
 When 'twas proposed to run on that known line 
 Across the continent, and give the South 
 The land below it, they would not consent. 
 
 Abdiel. What is it, then, they want ? What can be 
 done 
 
STATESMANSHIP OF HATE. 157 
 
 To satisfy the statesmanship of hate? 
 
 Is there no remedy for this disease 
 
 That blinds men to their own best interests, 
 
 That darkens understandings, hardens hearts. 
 
 And overturns all sense of right and wrong? 
 
 Gabriel. They want all they can get, but most of all 
 A separation from all slave-holders. 
 And to see negroes cut their masters' throats. 
 And lustfully defile their masters' homes. 
 Eut see, there is the Governor and staff, 
 And there is Colonel Robert Edward Lee, 
 And the brave soldiers under his command; 
 And there the sheriff-executioner. 
 The i^enalty of law will be enforced, 
 But the most guilty have not yet been caught. 
 
BOOK EIGHTH. 
 
 Scene: Charleston, S. C, Decp.mher 25, 1860. Abdiel, Raphael, 
 Ariel, Uriel. 
 
 Ariel. On this glad day men celebrate with joy 
 The advent of the Lord in human form. 
 We join them, saying: " Grlory be to God, 
 Peace on the earth, good-will to all mankind." 
 
 Uriel. Yet 'twas but yesterday that this great State, 
 Eesolved to leave the Union in hot haste, 
 Dissolving all the loving ties that bound 
 These three and thirty sovereign States in one. 
 
 RapJiael. Yes, and 'tis said twelve more will soon secede 
 And in a new confederation join. 
 
 Uriel. Can it be wise the Union to dissolve? 
 Have they the right thus to withdraw at will? 
 
 Abdiel. You ask two questions. I will answer both. 
 'Tis most unwise. 'Tis 'gainst the Lord's decree, 
 As written on his valleys, mountains, plains, 
 And certified by every plant that grows. 
 Each section raises what the other needs; 
 Each varying plant for union ever pleads. 
 Disunion is impracticable too. 
 So say the rivers, lakes, and gulfs and seas, 
 And so the waves and storms of oceans say. 
 Domestic commerce asks to be left free 
 T' enrich all sections with its benefits. 
 Disunion soon will lead to border wars. 
 And standing armies to enslave the States. 
 
 Uriel. 'Tis to avoid bad neighbors they secede, 
 And to prevent continued drain of wealth 
 From Southern States to people of the North. 
 (158) 
 
FOLLY OF SECESSION. 159 
 
 Ahdld. Let lis suppose all that they say is true: 
 That " navigation laws," " State debts assumed," 
 "A chartered bank" took money from the South; 
 That tariffs drained its wealth from year to year; 
 That Southern cities dwindle and lose trade. 
 While millions crowd the cities of the I^orth, 
 And millionaires build splendid palaces. 
 Admit injustice done to Southern States 
 By legislation on the public lands. 
 For argument say swindling has prevailed 
 In all the dealings of the North with slaves; 
 Say blacks were swindled out of libert}^, 
 The South was swindled into buying them. 
 With pledges that the North would well protect 
 Their right of ownership and would send back 
 All fugitives that might escape to them; 
 That Southern men were guaranteed the right 
 To vote for three in five that they would buy; 
 Say that the thrifty North received and kept 
 Payment in full for all it gave the South, 
 Then quickly broke the contract that it made, 
 And will still break it to the end of time; 
 Add that a certain faction in the North 
 Is most unjust to Southern gentlemen, 
 And most disgusting to their high-bred tastes. 
 For argument, admit that this is true. 
 Disunion will but complicate all ills; 
 War multiply them twice ten thousand fold. 
 The selfishness of sections may cause loss 
 In many ways of legal robbery, 
 But twice ten thousand years of peaceful theft 
 Would cause less damage than one year of war. 
 As to those most offensive gentlemen, 
 From whom these Southrons shrink instinctively 
 With utter loathing and supreme contempt, 
 If under constitutional restraints 
 They are so disagreeable and bad, 
 What is to make them amiable and kind 
 When those restraints no longer hold them back? 
 If legal swindling makes the Southland j^oor, 
 What must it lose when hatred's backed by force? 
 
160 
 
 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Disunion offers not tlic least relief 
 From any wrongs the sutf'ring South endures; 
 But by the force of State rights principles 
 Compels its honest friends to join its foes. 
 Eesistance in the Union against wrong 
 Would have been safer under the old flag. 
 
 ALEXANDER H. STEPHENS. 
 
 The South has more true friends in the free States 
 Than can be found in all the world besides. 
 Disunion gives to Satan all he asks 
 To work the desolation of these States. 
 
 Uriel, Now tell us, is secession a State right? 
 Have they the right thus to withdraw at will? 
 
HAMILTON ASKED TO LEAD SECEDERS. 161 
 
 Ahdiel. They think they have, and so have others 
 thought. 
 The infant West while yet in swaddh'ng-bancls, 
 So threatened when the East, with selfish greed, 
 Would trade away her pathway to the gulf 
 For small advantages to its own trade. 
 The East contended for the self-same right, 
 When Jefferson became the President, 
 And when Louisiana was acquired, 
 When the embargo law obstructed trade, 
 They asked great Hamilton to lead them out 
 And form a nation with its southern line 
 Along the Hudson or the Delaware; 
 But he refused to join them and secede. 
 John Henry came with loving messages, 
 Proposing union with the Canadas 
 Under his gracious Majesty, King George. 
 Near the green turf where Warren's ashes slept. 
 They listened with the most intense delight, 
 Though Bunker Hill frowned grimly all the while. 
 Then came the war. The country, unprepared. 
 Required the help of all her patriot sons 
 Against the foe their fathers bravely fought. 
 But can it be believed men of sound minds 
 Talked gravely in convention of the need 
 That sovereign States should, in the midst of war, 
 Obstruct the work of their own government 
 In its heroic battle for the right. 
 Yes, the great North, through the last sixtj^ years, 
 Has often boldly threatened to withdraw. 
 It threatened when new Southern States came in; 
 When tariffs for protection were repealed; 
 When the great State of Texas was annexed; 
 When Mexico made war against the States; 
 When peace was made and much new land acquired ; 
 And last, not least, since in these later years 
 The Constitution to the North has seemed 
 "A league with death, a covenant with hell." 
 Their statesmen said the Union could not last 
 With some free States and others holding slaves; 
 Yet it had lasted more than fourscore years, 
 11 
 
162 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 From Washington and Warren to the time 
 When this fierce faction claimed the government. 
 
 TIriel. What said the men who made this covenant? 
 
 Abdiel. They claimed the right of States to interpose 
 For the protection of their citizens 
 Against encroachments of the Fed'ral pow'r; 
 Would grant no right to make vs^ar on the S-tates, 
 Were horror-stricken at the dread fid thought 
 Of mihtary force to coerce States. 
 Perpetual union was what they desired, 
 But feared 'twas utterly impossible. 
 They died deploring animosities 
 Of section against section then at work 
 To overturn the Union they had formed. 
 They claimed the right to revolutionize 
 Against all governmental tyranny, 
 And in their States saw the best means at hand 
 For overturning fed'ral despotism. 
 Hence would not give their fed'ral government 
 Authority to war against the States. 
 The advocates of a strong government 
 Never demanded such authority. 
 The States would not consent to make a thing 
 To arm their citizens against themselves, 
 To plan "A union pinned by bayonets." 
 Such was the union Britain had to give. 
 
 UrieL You say the Union never gained the right 
 To coerce States and force them to submit? 
 
 Abdiel. No, never. It has troops to rise in arms 
 And bravely conquer all its foreign foes. 
 Troops to aid Governors of sovereign States 
 When they in need apply for fed'ral help. 
 Troops to suppress by force anarchic mobs 
 And drive fierce Indians off from frontier homes. 
 To enforce its laws, its courts have officers; 
 But to make war upon a sovereign State 
 The fathers never did nor would consent. 
 The Union has no soldier for that use. 
 
iV6> SOLDIERS TO COERCE STATES. 163 
 
 ZTriel. But what if war is made upon a State? 
 
 Ahdiel. 'Twould bo subversion of the government, 
 And despotism on its ruins built. 
 
 Uriel. What if some States should subjugate the rest, 
 And forcibly compel them to submit? 
 
 Ahdiel. It would be such an instance of bad faith, 
 So base a blow at honesty and truth, 
 Such loud assertion that 'tis might makes right, 
 As to strike down morality and faith. 
 
 Uriel. But is the Union a mere rope of sand. 
 To be dissolved by waves of discontent? 
 
 Ahdiel. No, no. 'Twas formed and lives by compro- 
 mise. 
 Morris and Hamilton said it would take 
 With its strong hand the pow'rs that were denied; 
 But if it does, 'twill overthrow good faith 
 And trample moral honor in the dust. 
 A nation's immorality will spread 
 Its rank contagion widely through the land, 
 Tainting all classes with dishonor's breath, 
 Corrupting both the lofty and the low. 
 And teaching all to swindle and deceive, 
 From tricks of trade, adulterating food. 
 Or selling shoddy for good woolen cloth, 
 To the divorce court's vile indecencies; 
 Among the lowly and among the proud; 
 Smutching the reputations of high life. 
 The beauteous wives and daughters of the great, 
 The brilliant Senators, the chief divines; 
 From buying votes to buying Congressmen, 
 Or seats for millionaires in Senate halls; 
 From stealing money, lands, and stocks and bonds, 
 To stealing railroads, churches, or in time 
 May even steal the presidency too. 
 Such retributions nations overtake ! 
 
 Uriel. You say the Union lives by compromise. 
 
164 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Without the use of military force 
 
 Can selfish men be held by such a bond? 
 
 Abdiel. They've been so held for more than fourscore 
 years, 
 And ought to be till time itself shall end. 
 
 Ariel. But if a war 'ensues, where rests the blame ? 
 
 Haphael. The hatreds of the sections cause the strife. 
 Divide the blame between them as you will. 
 But the rash faction that's to rule the North 
 Is in itself a menace to the South. 
 'Tis revolution organized, at work, 
 To overthrow the union of the States 
 And subjugate the South to Northern whims. 
 No hour has passed since the first Congress met 
 In which its principles, if dominant. 
 Would not have given the Union to the winds. 
 The founders of the faction knew it well, 
 Intended it, and boast about it now. 
 
 Ariel. Will this division now take place in peace? 
 
 Baphael. I fear not. Hatred drives to bloody deeds. 
 The factions climbed to office upon hate; 
 They lose their places if men cease to hate. 
 In many things both of them are quite wrong: 
 Wrong in their hatreds, in their love of war, 
 In their abusive words and boasting threats: 
 The North most wicked in its breach of faith, 
 Its breaking of the covenant it made; 
 The South most wicked in its haughty pride, 
 Most silly in deciding to secede. 
 The North dishonest in kidnapping slaves, 
 Doubly dishonest when it set them free. 
 When with their masters it had contracted 
 To guarantee their right of ownership. 
 Yet, if it wished to see some slaves go free. 
 There was an honest, honorable way. 
 To purchase and emancipate was work 
 That Southern men had shown them how to do. 
 This broke no treaties, trampled on no pledge, 
 
THE PEACE CONGRESS. 1G5 
 
 Disturbed no peace, paid back the price of blood. 
 If fight tliey must to kill some slave-holders, 
 Turks, Russians, Cubans worthy of their steel, 
 Are not far off in these fast days of steam. 
 Hotspurs and Quixotes may their millions slay, 
 Nor violate one word of plighted faith. 
 Such as they're bound by to Americans. 
 
 Scene: Capitol, Washington, D. C, March 30, 1861. Miciia^el, 
 Gabriel. 
 
 Gabriel. The evil that we feared confronts us now. 
 For more than twenty days these mighty States 
 Have been controlled by a minority, 
 Whose hold on pow'r cannot continue long 
 Unless they manage to provoke a war 
 And revolutionize the government. 
 This rampant faction has been born of hate, 
 And fed on malice from its earliest hours. 
 The milk of human kindness in a day 
 Would neutraHze the venom in its fangs. 
 But now its horrid mother screams for blood 
 To gratify the longings of her brood. 
 
 Michael. Has naught been done, can nothing now be 
 done 
 To counteract this bloody-mindedness? 
 
 Gabriel. Virginia grandly rose in majesty 
 To lay her kindly hand on maddened States, 
 And urge them to dismiss their enmities. 
 Kentucky pleaded well for unity. 
 A great Peace Congress met at Washington 
 To lilead for moderation, peace, and love. 
 The mad-caps of the South had left in haste, 
 Not knowing what the Peace Congress would ask, 
 Nor what the selfish faction of the North 
 Would condescend to grant or to deny. 
 That faction held the purse and swayed the sword. 
 It chose to be defiant, and to drive 
 The friends of union from them in despair. 
 The kindly heart of the new President 
 Gave the peace-makers many anecdotes, 
 
166 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 EcfiiiGcl or rustic, chaste or otherwise, 
 
 And wondered that they bUished but did not laugh. 
 
 His fiercer followers, with threat' ning oaths. 
 
 Demanded "blood-letting" and nothing less; 
 
 AVhiie the least furious, the mild, the kind. 
 
 Insisted that the South be northernized — 
 
 If not that day, at least in a short time. 
 
 Slaves must be free, and slave-holders condemned, 
 
 In spite of constitutional compacts: 
 
 Laws, habits, tastes, judgments, and consciences, 
 
 Or evil consequences to ensue. 
 
 They washed their saintly hands in innocence 
 
 Of their forefathers' trades that made them rich. 
 
 Forgot " the bargain " by which they for slaves 
 
 Obtained wealth greater than "Peru's rich mines." 
 
 Their contracts with slave-holders could not bind 
 
 The consciences of such malignant saints. 
 
 Their horror-stricken souls would flee in haste 
 
 From slavery's contaminating touch. 
 
 Pinckney or Gadsden or great Washington 
 
 If ent'ring the abodes of those rash men, 
 
 Would so defile the sacred sanctity 
 
 Of the old union it must be purged pure ; 
 
 So sober Southerners indignant turned. 
 
 Solemn and sad with dignity, to join 
 
 Their fierce compatriots of the farther South. 
 
 Michael. Will war ensue, or will they part in peace? 
 
 Gabriel. The Southern States desire to go in peace, 
 And claim the right to separate at w^ill. 
 The faction that now rules claimed the same right 
 As their forefathers have for sixty years. 
 
 Michael. Then peace and love should evermore prevail 
 
 Gabriel. Peace might prevail, but never, never love. 
 Because of hate they long have wished them gone ; 
 But if the Southern States depart in peace, 
 This faction dies for having driv'n them oft'. 
 If it can fill the land with bloody war. 
 It may live on through evil years to come 
 And wreak its vengeance on both North and South. 
 
PAPER GUARANTEES. 167 
 
 To slay a million of Americans, 
 
 And waste ten billions of the nation's wealth 
 
 In gratifying malice, would bo deeds 
 
 Such as no other faction could achieve. 
 
 Such deeds as might throughout all time to come 
 
 Immortalize the statesmanship) of hate. 
 
 Michael. How is it that such things are possible 
 Under a government by Christians made? 
 
 Gabriel. This is one government by thirteen made. 
 Each of the thirteen was a sovereign State. 
 It now is one of thirty-three composed — 
 Say thirty-three republics joined in one. 
 Each of the thirteen was a sovereign State: 
 Not one would yield its claims to sovereignty; 
 Yet each agreed to clothe w^ith potent sway 
 A fed'ral government embracing all. 
 They would not give it pow'r to coerce States, 
 But let it rule their citizens at will. 
 And said that rule should be perpetual. 
 Under perpetual union of the States. 
 And then they gave to it both purse and sword. 
 And tied its hands with handsome paper twine, 
 Called muniments of English liberty, 
 And said each State was guardian of its rights. 
 And of the rights of all its citizens; 
 Yet pointed out no way by which in peace 
 The States could interpose to save their rights. 
 The fathers gave too little, or too much. 
 To the great central pow'r the States set up. 
 Wise Samuel Adams said they gave too much, 
 And Patrick Henry, with a prophet's voice, 
 Foretold the coming evils he foresaw. 
 Morris and Hamilton demanded more. 
 And said that it would take what was denied. 
 
 Michael. But what has that to do with bloody strife? 
 
 Gabriel. With less of pow'r, the States had been left free 
 From dread of fed'ral force and tyranny; 
 With more, resistance never would be risked. 
 
168 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Now, a fierce faction, less than half the North, 
 Drives oif the South with its insulting threats, 
 And may use force to drive them back again. 
 If 80, a sort of double sovereignty 
 Makes traitors of the best of citizens; 
 Owing allegiance to his native State, 
 And through it to the gen'ral government, 
 "When they agree the citizen is safe. 
 But if the State secedes, and arms her sons. 
 And men at Washington deny her right, 
 Then treason dooms the citizens to death. 
 In spite of the most loving loyalty 
 To both authorities that claim his life. 
 
 Michael. How stands the President upon that point? 
 
 Gabriel. States to the fed'ral government, with him. 
 Are but as counties are to sovereign States. 
 I fear he would make war upon a State 
 Eetiring from the Union as of right. 
 With no more hesitation than a State 
 AYould subjugate a county in revolt. 
 'Tis possible that he has never learned 
 The principles on which the Union's formed. 
 The fire-brands of his faction are disposed 
 With ready hands to light the flames of war. 
 I fear that he will listen to their schemes, 
 And suffer them to glut themselves with blood. 
 
 Michael. But will the peaceful people let them fight? 
 
 Gabriel. They'll wait until some Hotspur of the South 
 Can be provoked to fire upon the flag ; 
 Then call for men to rally to their help. 
 Defending the bright banner of the free. 
 An army well in hand can be increased 
 In many ways in spite of discontent. 
 The fearful will be scared into its ranks. 
 The brave will rush to prove their bravery. 
 Ambitious men to fight their way to fame, 
 The poor for bread, thieves for the chance to steal. 
 It's therefore possible — yes, probable — 
 
BOMBARDMENT OF FORT SUMTER, 
 
 169 
 
 That cruel war will desolate this land. 
 Look! There, see Chandler, Brigham, Giddings, AYado, 
 Thad. Stevens, Sumner, Cameron, Seward, Chase, 
 They are the men to curse or bless mankind. 
 
 Scene: Charleston, S. 
 
 C, April 12, ISGl. 
 Mammox, Lelial. 
 
 S; 
 
 Maks, Baal, 
 
 Satan. The long expected moment has arrived, 
 AVhen war goes forth with desohiting hand. 
 The Hotspurs of the South have long proclaimed 
 That one can whip six Northern men with ease; 
 
 FORT SUMTER. 
 
 While boastful Northern men are confident 
 
 That they in ninety days can whip the South. 
 
 Both have for years been "spoihng for a fight." 
 
 They have it now. Let them make good their boasts. 
 
 This firing on the flag will fire all hearts, 
 
 And unify the North against the South. 
 
 'Twill make the South a battle-field for years. 
 
 And every boy a soldier for his State. 
 
 What say you, 3Iars^ have I not kept my word? 
 
170 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Mars. You have. You have redeemed your promises. 
 
 Satan. Go, then, and gather millions for the fray. 
 Bring them from ev'ry corner of this land. 
 From Europe, Asia, Africa, the isles, 
 And from profoundest depths of hellish gloom 
 Go, Baal, call forth all your followers. 
 Bring murder, arson, lust, and villainy 
 Of every type that earth has ever known. 
 
 Baal. I will! I will! I will! your Majesty; 
 And some that hell itself has yet to learn. 
 
 Satan. Mammon, go summon all your employees. 
 Let them serve legions of camp-followers, 
 Eobbers and thieves by thousands in the ranks. 
 And captains, colonels, gen'rals by the score. 
 With now and then a chaplain gone astray, 
 Or a grave senator or sober judge, 
 Ilast'ning on higher plunder to get rich. 
 Say, Mammon, are you ready for your work? 
 
 Mammon. I am ! 1 am! my high and mighty prince ! 
 
 Satan. Belial, your children call to their base work, 
 On battle-fields, in camps, or in the homes 
 Of soldiers far away from wife and child. 
 Stir up the slaves to lust, theft, robbery; 
 Invent new follies, vices, sins, and crimes. 
 
 Belial. Trust me to do my part, most potent prince. 
 The world shall be astounded at our deeds. 
 
 Satan. Go, comrades, drench this Christian land with 
 blood 
 By Christians shed in fratricidal strife. 
 Best not till millions heave their dying groans, 
 Till widows wail and helpless orphans cry 
 In twice five hundred thousand Christian homes. 
 Hark! hark! the thunder of the bombardment 
 Grows louder, more terrific than before. 
 Fort Sumter is in ruins ! it must fall — 
 
BATTLE OF MANASSAS. 171 
 
 The garrison comes forth with honors crowned. 
 
 There's Beauregard, the victor in this fight, 
 
 There Anderson, and Jeff C. Davis too. 
 
 And all their brave compatriots in arms. 
 
 This mad attack of Southrons on the flag 
 
 Is to the ruling faction of the North 
 
 News far too good to be regarded true 
 
 Until they have it carefully confirmed; 
 
 But when believed, they'll loose the dogs of war 
 
 To wreak terrific vengeance on the South. 
 
 Scene : Manassas Junction, Va., July 21, 1861. Mars, Satan, 
 Baal, Mammon. 
 
 Mars. "Where are the battles and the slaughtered hosts 
 You spoke of when we met at Charleston last? 
 The city mob shot men in Baltimore. 
 Magruder slew a few at Bethel Church ; 
 Morris, at Philippi, drove Southern men 
 As Wallace did at Eomne}^. Blood was shed 
 When Garnet met McClellan, and was slain. 
 Eich Mountain saw a Fed'ral victory, 
 As did Cheat River near to Carricksford. 
 We have had skirmishes and swift retreats, 
 But nothing worthy of the name of war. 
 
 Satan. Be patient. Mars, great armies meet to-day, 
 Led by West Pointers upon either side, 
 Who will not suifer skulking to be done 
 By low-life cowards or by carpet-knights. 
 Or pot-house politicians in the garb 
 Of brigadier or major generals. 
 At Washington this is a gala day. 
 So confident of victory are they 
 That thousands come to see men play at war. 
 Then "On to Richmond " with but slight delay! 
 
 Baal. Hark ! Listen to the cannon's thund'ring roar ! 
 See overwhelming legions rushing on 
 To crush thin lines of soldiers dressed in gray! 
 Yast numbers will outflank on either hand 
 The worn and weary Southern chivalry. 
 
172 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Satan. What troops are those approaching from the 
 West? 
 
 Mars. That is Joe Johnston bringing into hne 
 Six thousand warriors who have just arrived. 
 What men they are ! Such blood, such bravery ! 
 Such moral force has never been surpassed. 
 The heterogeneous masses of their foes 
 Must flee or fall beneath the banded might 
 That fights as if one will inspired them all. 
 They conquer. Regulars and volunteers, 
 The " city roughs," " society's eZiYe," 
 Grave Senators and gifted Congressmen, 
 All panic-stricken, in confusion mixed, 
 With one desire — to enter Washington. 
 
 Satan. What next? what next? Tell me, thou God of 
 war! 
 
 Mars. On, on to Washington, with haste and speed, 
 To strengthen its intrenchments, and call out 
 All Northern troops to fight in its defense ! 
 
 Satan, What should Confederates do at such a time? 
 
 Mars. Capture their routed foes, or shoot them down; 
 Strike Washington while yet the panic lasts; 
 Seize forts and arms and ammunition there. 
 The railroads and the shipping in the port; 
 Capture the President and cabinet, 
 The Congress and all other officers; 
 Take Baltimore, enlist its citizens; 
 Hasten to Philadelphia, New York, 
 Boston and other cities of the East ; 
 Call out the rabble, arm them for the fight. 
 And give them Southern rulers for some days, 
 Till the whole South could hasten to the North ; 
 Then, turning back, meet the on-coming crowds 
 Of Western soldiers at well-chosen points; 
 Fight, or negotiate, as best might suit. 
 
 Satan. A Ctesar or Napoleon might do that, 
 With half the friends the South has in the North, 
 
THE SOUTH DEMANDS SEPARATION. 173 
 
 Or half the haters of the men who rule; 
 
 But it suits not the temper of the South 
 
 To conquer and to hold the mighty North, 
 
 If such a task were easy to perform. 
 
 What it desires is " to be let alone." 
 
 Their haughty hatred of the Korth forbids 
 
 The subjugation of its busy throngs. 
 
 They would not take the whole as a free gift, 
 
 Unless its denizens would emigrate 
 
 To heaven or to some other distant place. 
 
 Against all Yankees they are taken with 
 
 What an old Frenchman called " one grand disgust." 
 
 A separation is what they demand. 
 
 Mammon. But this is folly's most absurd desire. 
 No Chinese wall could keep a Yankee out 
 Of" lands he knows he is not wanted in. 
 Such shrewd Paul Prys would find a way to hell, 
 Were they prohibited from going there. 
 
 Satan. They teach me more new tricks than I have 
 learned 
 Throuo;h all the acjes from all other men. 
 
 Belus. Old Babylon had no such citizens. 
 Had one live Yankee landed from the ark, 
 This slow old world would have been spurred to speed 
 Such as its lazy tribes failed to attain. 
 
 Mars. These victors will not " on to Washington." 
 Davis has come. See him with Johnston there; 
 They will not chase their panic-stricken foes. 
 The South has lost its 02:)portunity. 
 
 Scene: State Department, WasJiinr/lon, D. C, November, 1S61. Sa- 
 tan, ^Iars. 
 
 Satan. What brings you here to-day, brave, trusty 
 friend ? 
 
 Mars. I came to stir the flames of furious wrath 
 Against the British here in Washington. 
 Wilkes is the hero of the present hour. 
 The idol of the people of the North. 
 With half a chance they'd make him President. 
 
174 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 They talk of Wilkes, of Mason, of Slidell, 
 And want to sweep old England from the seas. 
 
 Satan. Have you succeeded in your enterprise? 
 
 Mars. No. Seward can defy the hated South, 
 And Lincoln lau<rh and joke at its expense; 
 But at the threats of Paltnerston they wilt 
 Like fragile flow'rs before a wintry blast. 
 Now tell what you have done since last we met. 
 
 Satan. I crossed the ocean to the British court, 
 And woke to wrath the lion in his lair, 
 Until his roaring echoed round the world. 
 Then hastened back to hear the eagle scream, 
 And see his talons strike his raging foe. 
 I hoped to find quite half a world in arms- 
 Old England, Ireland, India, Canada, 
 And shiv'ring Kussia joining in the fight. 
 
 Mars. You'll see the great republic cringing low 
 T' appease the wrath the Trent aftair provoked. 
 Old Palmerston will get all he demands 
 Erom these puissant men in Washington. 
 
 Satan. Please tell me what the warriors of the West 
 Have been engaged in since the war began? 
 
 Mars. Missouri furnished soldiers for both sides; 
 Jackson, her Governor, was Southern born ; 
 Price, her commander, has a kindly heart. 
 Brave Gen'ral Harney, grand old veteran, 
 The hero of a hundred Indian fights, 
 Was in no haste to fight his countrymen, 
 So they held back the fratricidal strife. 
 But Lyon soon let loose the dogs of war; 
 The Germans led by Sigcl aided him. 
 At Boonville they began their bloody work. 
 Continued it at Carthage with success; 
 At Wilson's Creek, near Springfield, fought again, 
 Where Price and brave McCuUongh led the South. 
 Lyon was slain. The Germans then fell back. 
 At Lexington Price ca])tured Mulligan 
 
FORT DONELSON. 175 
 
 And his three regiments of well-armed men. 
 Then the command was given to Fremont, 
 Then Hunter, and then Halleck, in his place. 
 Like tops in hands of little, idle boys, 
 These heroes were spun round from Washington. 
 At Belmont Grant had skirmishing with Polk, 
 But nothing was accomplished by the fight. 
 Please tell me what the Eastern troops have done. 
 
 Satan. Along the sea-cost unimportant forts 
 Were captured by the navy, and some troops. 
 On the Potomac Baker, at Ball's Bluff, 
 Pell at the head of his two thousand men. 
 Of w^hom one-half were captured, wounded, slain, 
 By Southern men who were by Evans led. 
 Two hundred thousand healthy, well-drilled men, 
 Well fed, well clothed, and well equipped, 
 Confront black Quaker cannons made of wood 
 To keep them from bombarding Washington. 
 As many more drilled troops are scattered round 
 Between the rising and the setting sun. 
 What they arc doing you will have to guess. 
 McClellan leads where Scott w\as in command; 
 Behold them as they meet the President. 
 
 Scene : Fort Donelson, Tcnn., February 16, 1862. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Mars. All hail ! My chief, we now have war indeed. 
 Kentucky's mountain soil is stained with blood. 
 Garfield forced Marshall to retreat in haste. 
 Thomas at Mill Spring gained a victory, 
 Where Zollicofi'er fell, and Crittenden 
 Eetreated in disorder from the field. 
 Fort Henry, on the Lower Tennessee, 
 Was captured by Foote's gun-boats. Since it fell 
 Fort Donelson, that guards the Cumberland, 
 Has been besieged by thirty thousand men, 
 Led on by Grant, that thunder-bolt of war. 
 And aided by Foote's gun-boats to bombard. 
 
 Satan. How goes the siege? Can the besieged hold 
 out? 
 There has been desp'ratc fighting on both sides. 
 
176 THE AMERICA!^ EPIC. 
 
 Mars. The chief commanders at the post have left, 
 And many soldiers have retired in haste. 
 Pillow and Floyd left Buckner in command, 
 To %ht three times the number of his troops. 
 Besides Foote's gun-boats and the wint'ry storms. 
 
 Satan. The brave young gen'ral must give up the fort; 
 To hold out longer is impossible. 
 The firing ceases; Grant and Buckner meet. 
 
 An unconditional surrender now 
 
 Is what the Union general requires. 
 
 This frees Kentucky from Confed'rate troops, 
 
 And gives the Union half of Tennessee, 
 
 With full ten thousand pris'ners and their arms. 
 
 Scene : Sldloli Church, Tenn., Ajyrll 7, 1SG2. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. IIow now, great son of old Olympian Jove, 
 Have we had war to-day and yesterday? 
 These armies lost ten thousand on each side 
 
 Mars. Yes, we had war, but they made grave mistakes. 
 Grant might have made the river his defense, 
 Till Buell could arrive with his. large force; 
 Or, risking battle without Buell's aid, ' 
 
 He should have had his army well in hand, 
 INone lost and scattered through the hills and vales 
 Of wooded regions near his enemies — 
 AVith scouts and sentries negligently placed. 
 Confederate forces, crowned with victory. 
 Had a rare chance to capture their whipped foes, 
 In spite of gun-boats, before Buell came. 
 AVar claimed earth's grandest, noblest sacrifice 
 When Albert Sidney Johnston was laid low. 
 On yesterday Confed'rates beat their foes 
 And drove them to the shelter of the cliffs; 
 To-day the Fed'rals drove them from the field; 
 To-morrow they will be in full retreat. 
 The^firing ceases. Buell comes this way; 
 With him come Nelson, Sherman, Wallace, Grant. 
 
CAPTURE OF XEW ORLEANS, 177 
 
 Scene: New Orleans, April 2j,1SG3. Satan, Maes, Mammon, 
 Belial. 
 
 Satan. "Welcome to New Orleans, my warlike friends! 
 Were you not here with Jackson in his j^rime? 
 
 Mars. I was. Had he been here ten days ago 
 My brother, Neptune, had not sent his sons, 
 Porter and Farragut, past all the forts 
 To capture this fair city. It is ruled 
 By one hated by women and despised 
 By all who honor and esteem the fixir. 
 Can Jackson's statue look on such a man 
 Without a most indignant, virtuous frown? 
 
 Satan. I beg you, Mars, refrain from such abuse 
 Of one I number on my list of friends. 
 
 Mammon. And ho is one of my best clients too, 
 I pray you spare him, also for my sake. 
 
 Belial. Ho is my fav'rite, trusty crony too. 
 One such to me is worth ten thousand men. 
 
 Mars. I leave him then with you, his honored friends. 
 But tell me what you know about the war. 
 
 Belial. I was at Pea Eidge with my Indian braves, 
 But there McCullough, Mcintosh, and Pike 
 Made them behave themselves like gentlemen. 
 Curtis was also sober as a judge, 
 So sons of Belial had no chance for sport. 
 But twenty thousand armed on either side 
 Fought like young catamounts for two whole days. 
 Thousands were captured, sickened, wounded, slain. 
 McCullough, Mcintosh, and others fell. 
 But the grand battle had no marked result. 
 
 Mammon. My cHents seeking cotton claimed my care. 
 So with Burnside and Goldsboro I went 
 To capture Roanoke Island and New Berne. 
 Three thousand prisoners were there secured. 
 When Pope attacked New Madrid I was there; 
 Went with him down to Island Number Ten — 
 12 
 
178 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Saw it bombarded more than twenty days, 
 Until five thousand men surrendered there. 
 Then came with Butler up to New Orleans, 
 After six days bombardment of the forts. 
 
 Satan. Then you too must have learned the art of war. 
 
 Mammon. Not I, for fighting never was my trade. 
 But I have learned to " capture " — that's the word 
 Used in the army, and the navy too. 
 Men of all ranks have taught me that fine art, 
 And 1 am ready now to graduate. 
 They capture horses, cows, and merchandise. 
 With now and then a well-trained negro cook, 
 Man-servant or maid-servant, if you please. 
 And 'tis reported parsons steal a church 
 In the great name of God and loyalty. 
 But I must hush — the great men come this way. 
 There's Farragut, no blot upon his name ; 
 And there is Porter —on his lofty brow 
 Hereditary honors clust'ring thick ; 
 And General Butler spurns the ground he treads. 
 
 Scene: Malvern Hill, twelve miles from Bichmond, Va., July 10, 
 1SG2. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. "What say you now about my " skirmishes?" 
 I want your present views of this campaign. 
 Give me some lessons in the art of war. 
 
 Mars. The Shenandoah conflicts, though but brief. 
 Exceeded all that I had ever seen. 
 Never before had twenty thousand men 
 Performed such wonders in so short a time 
 Against such numbers led by noted chiefs. 
 Shields and Fremont were war-worn veterans, 
 Gen'rals triumphant over Mexicans. 
 Banks had fought many battles with his tongue, 
 Licked Abolition cohorts into shape, 
 And conquered troops of rampant Congressmen ; 
 But Jackson easily outgeneraled them, 
 Gave their green laurels to the frosty winds. 
 Blending their names with his undying fame. 
 
FIGIITIXG TOO FREELY. 179 
 
 Satan. What think you of McCIellaii's strategy? 
 
 Mars. Having the raih-oads, riverf^, bay, and sea, 
 Ho should have kmded upon solid ground. 
 As near to Eichmond as was possible, 
 Reserving all his force for one great fight. 
 And then pressed in, no matter at what cost. 
 His month at Yorktown, fight at Williamsburg, 
 Four weeks devoted to a tiresome march. 
 Served but to place exhausted, weary troops 
 Where fresh ones might have been two months before. 
 But toil-worn as they were, they bravely fought, 
 A day at West Point, two days at Fair Oaks, 
 Left Johnston wounded, Richmond's gates ajar, 
 Inviting Northern troops to march right in. 
 But ill-judged prudence sounded a retreat 
 To Malvern Hill, where victory again 
 Placed in McClellan's hands Eichmond's bright keys. 
 He did not use them, but led off his troops 
 Some miles away, and farther down the strea^i. 
 Far less than half the blood shed at Oak Grove^ 
 Mechanicsville, Gaines's Mill, Glendale, Oak Swamp, 
 Or Savage Station, or at Frazier's Farm, 
 Would at Fair Oaks, or even Malvern Hill, 
 Have placed in Eichmond fivescoi'e thousand men, 
 In spite of all the troops that could oppose. 
 The thunders that have loudly echoed here 
 Through the sad moments of a dreadful week, 
 And all the blood Virginia's soil drank in 
 Have been in vain. Thirty thousand deaths 
 Fill this broad* land with tearful, sobbing grief. 
 
 Satan. Please give me your opinion in few words 
 Of Southern strategy and its defects. 
 
 Mars. They fight too freely, too incautiously. 
 Of the best soldiers earth has ever seen, 
 They have too few to waste such precious lives. 
 McClellan errs upon the other hand: 
 His countless troops, like apples of his eyes, 
 Are screened from harm. He hates to see them fight, 
 Lest his dear pets should sleep in soldiers' graves. 
 
180 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 'Tis Richmond that the Union forces want. 
 The South has slaves and spades enough at hand 
 To let its sons behind intrenchments fight, 
 AVherever it is known the foe will come. 
 Why not encircle Eichmond with earth walls, 
 The inner one outside of cannon range, 
 Then bid the foe come on and take tlie place? 
 See there the Northern heroes of this war! 
 Porter and Mansfield, Hooker, Kearney, Sykes; 
 And there McClellan, idol of his troops. 
 
BOOK NINTH. 
 
 Scene : Fredericksburg, Va., December 15, 18G2. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. Ha! ha! ha! ha! this is the proudest hour 
 That I have known. Yes, " proud as Lucifer," 
 Is what men say. Hereafter let them say: 
 " Proud as great Lucifer at Fredericksburg." 
 Behold the smoking ruins of that town; 
 Gaze on those thousands of unburied dead; 
 List to the shrieks and groans that fill the air 
 Is this Dahomey, Turkey, or Fiji? 
 No. Washington in boyhood trod this soil. 
 Here Patrick Henry's grateful countrymen 
 Escorted him t'ward Philadelphia, 
 When he had driven Dunmore from the land. 
 But now I trium2:)h! triumph even here! 
 I've led a few fanatical, rash men 
 To fire the sections with intensest hate. 
 And by that hatred turned to bitterness 
 The richest gifts bestowed upon mankind; 
 Their noblest virtues vices have become; 
 Their excellences lead them down to death. 
 West Point has trained them for my hellish work, 
 Their education fits them for my use. 
 Chivalric courage dooms them to the grave ; 
 Their hoarded wealth prolongs the dreadful fight; 
 Superior skill provides most deadly arms; 
 And piety makes conscience drive them on 
 To deeds that hell itself might blush to own. 
 'Tis war no longer; it is hatred crazed 
 And armed against the best of all the race. 
 I had not dared to hope for such results 
 From my most cherished, sanguinary schemes. 
 Inform me, Mars, about this last campaign. 
 
 (181). 
 
(182) 
 
M^CLELLAN DISMISSED, 183 
 
 Mars. At Cedar Mountain Jackson routed Banks; 
 Then, hast'ning to Manassas, captured trains 
 And troops and stores beyond all estimate; 
 Fighting at Bull Run and at Centerville, 
 And fighting at Chantilly, caused the flight 
 Of Pope and his whipped troops to Washington. 
 There, at his own request, he was relieved. 
 His army, added to McClellan's force, 
 Followed the fortunes of that careful chief, 
 Who hurried back to trembling Washington, 
 And calmed the fears of Stanton and his friends. 
 When August ended, Lee began again 
 To seek for enemies in Maryland — 
 His men took Frederick, and passing on 
 Without resistance entered Hagerstown. 
 Jackson, at Harper's Ferry, captured Miles 
 And his twelve thousand men, with arms and stores; 
 Then hastened to join Lee at Antietam, 
 Where, after four days' fighting, Lee retired. 
 'Twas a drawn battle, where each army lost 
 More than ten thousand men and nothing gained. 
 Then " On to Richmond ! " was the cry again 
 Of millions armed with very sharp steel pens. 
 The politicians asked McClellan's head, 
 Lest victory should make him President. 
 When ready to take Richmond, they required 
 Protection for themselves in Washington. 
 The waters all were his. He trusted them 
 To land him safely where a ten-mile march 
 Would bring him to the Southern capital. 
 But those bad men whose hatred of the South 
 And bold bravadoes first provoked the war 
 Required him to fight along a line 
 By which the foe might by a hasty march 
 Lay hold on their puissant carcasses. 
 The brave man yielded to their craven fears. 
 While pity for his soldiers wrung his heart. 
 That they must suffer for the cowardice 
 Of place-men who controlled their destinies. 
 Then they removed hfm from his post of power, 
 Promotimr Burnside to the chief command. 
 
184 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 The rest you know. There's Mosby, A. P. Hill, 
 Pickett, and Stuart, Early, Jackson, Lee. 
 
 Scene: Murfreeshoro, Tenn., January 3, 1S63. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. This seems the stranirest battle ever fought. 
 Two days ago Rosecrans was badly whipped. 
 To-day his troops were forced across the stream. 
 At three o'clock Confed'rates claimed the day, 
 But his well-placed, well-served artillery 
 Began to mow them down like ripened grain, 
 Until they now retire in swift retreat. 
 The new year's early hours are red with blood 
 Drawn from the veins of twenty thousand men. 
 Please tell me, Mars, what news from other fields ? 
 
 Mars. Kentucky was last year the scene of strife. 
 At Richmond, Ivirby Smith drove Manson out. 
 Then visited at Lexington, Yersaillcs, 
 Frankfort, and other noted, prosp'rous towns, 
 And threatened Cincinnati and the North. 
 Then Bragg came in, by Buell closely watched. 
 At Munfordsville he captured prisoners; 
 Then, seeking to unite with Ivirby Smith, 
 Gave Buell time to rest at Louisville, 
 And gather re- enforcements from the North. 
 At Perryville the armies met and fought. 
 Brave men were slain, but without marked results. 
 'Twas a drawn battle. Bragg and Smith retired 
 With great deliberation from the State, 
 Taking away four thousand wagon-loads 
 Of precious stores and many animals. 
 Which had been gathered during forty days. 
 Price was repulsed from luka by Grant ; 
 Yan Dorn and Price from Corinth by Rosecrans; 
 Sherman was whipped at Chickasaw Bayou. 
 You have not time for other dry details, 
 But must be interested to behold 
 Rosecrans and Thomas, heroes of this fight. 
 
 Scene: Gume]i's Station, Va., May n, 1863. Satan, MaPvS. 
 Mars. Hooker retreats; the battle ceases here. 
 
'' STONEWALL'' Jackson's death. 185 
 
 In three clays' fighting' his great army lost 
 
 Seventeen thousand well-drilled veterans. 
 
 Lee is victorious, yet he has lost 
 
 More than his enemy a thousand-fold. 
 
 Jackson has fixUen, and he soon must die. 
 
 In vict'ry's loving arms the hero fell, 
 
 Admired and honored by his fiercest foes. 
 
 The trump of fame sounds forth his glorious name 
 
 In every land where valor is esteemed. 
 
 Satan. Foe as I am to all the hated race, 
 Toiling through ages most malign.antly. 
 To work its ruin through eternity, 
 I must confess he triumphed over me ! 
 From my maliciousness extorted praise. 
 
 Mars. His last great battle was a masterpiece 
 Of strategy and valor well combined. 
 He fell not by a foeman's fatal shot. 
 The men who slew him would have gladly risked 
 Ten thousand deaths to save their hero's life. 
 Behold the wounded warrior on his couch 
 Serenely waiting the approach of death. 
 That open window shows his manly face. 
 Let us retire; see, holy angels come, 
 With duteous love the hero to attend. 
 
 Satan and Mars retire: Enter Gabriel, Uzziel, Ituuriel, Raphael, 
 Abdiel, Zopiiiel, Zepiion, Ariel, Zadkiel, Israfiel, chanting : 
 
 "Rest for the toiling hand, rest for the anxious brow. 
 Rest for the weary, way-sore feet, rest from all labor now ; 
 Rest for the fevered brain, rest for the throbbing eye; 
 Through these parched li^^s of thine no more shall pass 
 the moan or sigh." 
 
 "Go to the grave in all thy gloi-ious prime. 
 
 In full activity of zeal and ])ower ! 
 A Christian cannoi. die before his time. 
 
 The Lord's ap])ointment is the servant's hour. 
 Go to the grave; at noon from labor cease; 
 
 Rest on thy sheaves; thy harvest task is done; 
 Come from the heat of battle and in peace, 
 
 Soldier, go home with thee, the fight is won." 
 
186 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Scene: Gettysburg, Pa., July Ji, 1S63. Michael, Itiiuriel, Zeph- 
 ON, Ariel, Gabriel, Raphael. 
 
 Michael. All hiiil, ye servants of the Lord Most High ! 
 I eummoned you to meet me here to-day 
 To wait on men in this their hour of need. 
 'Twas ours to meet on Independence Day 
 In this same State at Philadelphia 
 When this republic struggled into life. 
 Wo all were helpful at its wondrous birth. 
 Please tell me what I gave you then to do? 
 
 Itiiuriel. I tore the mask from base hypocrisy, 
 Exposed the cloven foot of treachery. 
 
 Abdiel. I urged the slow-paced few to promptly act. 
 
 Zephon. I gave the timid most courageous thoughts. 
 
 Ariel. To the desponding I gave cheering hopes. 
 
 Raphael. To Jefferson I taught the use of words 
 That Georgia and New England could approve. 
 He had denounced the slave trade in such terms 
 As they could never use with self-respect. 
 New England would not thus condemn her sons 
 For trafficking in human flesh and blood. 
 The profits of the trade were dear to her. 
 While Georgia would not do without the slaves, 
 Nor would the gen'rous Carolinians. 
 
 Gabriel. I gave John Adams moving eloquence 
 That won men over to his righteous cause. 
 
 Michael. And we and all the sons of God rejoiced 
 To see such loving union among men; 
 Hoping for peace through this broad continent. 
 And freedom from all kinds of tyranny. 
 How is it with this nation we have served? 
 Men celebrate their country's natal day, 
 Not with glad greetings, worshiping their God, 
 But 'mid the ruins of a three days' fight, 
 Where more than fifty thousand veterans, 
 Killed or disabled, call for briny tears; 
 
HEAVEN THE BOSOM OF JOHK BROWN. 187 
 
 Or, as at Yicksburg, thirty thousand men 
 Are starved or slain by their own countrymen. 
 Are these the fruits of all our careful toil? 
 
 Gabriel No, Michael, these are fruits of hellish hato 
 Between the sections of this favored land. 
 
 x_^_ 
 
 MINISTERING ANGELS. 
 
 Until the gospel of the Son of God 
 Shall drive this fiendish hatred far away, 
 Discord and strife and malice must prevail. 
 
 Michael. But, Gabriel, these destroying forces claim 
 That Christ and conscience drive them to such deeds. 
 
188 THE AMEEICAX EPIC. 
 
 Bishops and saints pray mightily to Gl^od 
 
 That slaughterers of men may have success. 
 
 Even the dying, like Mohammedans, 
 
 Claim glory in the heavens for killing men. 
 
 Their crowns are gifts from Christ, but kindred blood 
 
 Shed by their holy hands in this great war 
 
 Adds glory to the brightest of those crowns. 
 
 Both have high hopes of being with the Lord, 
 
 But Southern men to Stonewall Jackson go; 
 
 While the great North in the sad hour of death 
 
 Goes shouting to the bosom of John Brown. 
 
 Such silliness may hope to be excused, 
 
 But how can such malevolence escape 
 
 Just visitations of the wrath to come? 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, you state sad, mortifying trutns. 
 A most perplexing question you propound. 
 But God is good and Christ for sinners died. 
 Satan deceives his selfish scheming dupes. 
 And they mislead and craze the multitude. 
 The hatred of the sections is indulged 
 Against imaginary, unknown foes. 
 The malice and malignity they feel 
 Arc venomous against such fancied ghouls 
 As politicians j^aint to madden them. 
 When these men face to face associate, 
 No longer hoodwinked by the fiends that lead, 
 Malevolence is banished, and they love 
 Like brothers of one holy family. 
 Hancock and Lee and Meade and Stuart feel 
 No hellish hatred against gallant foes. 
 So of the war-w"orn soldiers of their ranks; 
 To know each other kindles ardent love. 
 Thousands of brave, unhappy sufferers 
 Require our aid upon this battle-field. 
 Let us to duty. There is Gen'ral Meade, 
 Attentive to the Avounded and the sick ; 
 And there is ITaneock, wounded and in pain. 
 
 Scone: Viclsburg, Miss., Jul'/ 4, 1SG3. Satax, INEaks, ]MA>r^roN, 
 Belial. 
 
 Satan. How goes the siege ? Why does it last so long? 
 
SURRENDER OF TICKS BURG. 189 
 
 Mars. 'Tis desp'rate valor upon cither side 
 Prolongs the Buff'ings of these val'rous men, 
 But the Confed'rates now must yield or starve. 
 Arkansas Post fell early in the spring. 
 Surrendering five thousand valiant men 
 To Porter's gun-boats and McClernand's troops. 
 Grant sought the rear of Yicksburg through the swamps, 
 The mud, the bayous, and the rugged hills; 
 Then tried to turn the river from the town 
 By digging deep canals to change its course. 
 Failing in that, he passed the thund'ring forts 
 With even less of harm than ho had feared; 
 Then took with ease Port Gibson and Grand Gulf. 
 The Union troops gained hard-earned victories 
 At Jackson, Eaymond, and at Champion Hills; 
 In a fierce conflict at Black Eiver bridge 
 Whipped Pembcrton, and forced him to retreat 
 Within the strong defenses of Yicksburg. 
 Grant, two days later, made a bold assault, 
 Hoping successfully to storm the place; 
 But was repulsed Vv ith loss of many men. 
 Since then, through more than seven bloody weeks, 
 The fight continues with great loss of life. 
 
 Satan. 'Tis said that thirty thousand half-starved men 
 Surrender on this Independence Bay; 
 And that Fort Hudson, now besieged by Banks, 
 Must also fall, thus op'ning to the Gulf 
 The unrestricted commerce of the West, 
 And with a wall of waters fencing off 
 Western Confed'rates from their brethren East. 
 
 Mammon. Then what a harvest will my clients reap ! 
 The plunder of a hundred thousand homes, 
 Besides the cotton-bales and contrabands. 
 
 Belial. And the companions of my revelry 
 Will sport amid the wrecks of families — 
 White, red, and black, the lofty and the low. 
 
 Mars. The firing ceases ! See that flag of truce I 
 Its snowy folds above the ruins float. 
 
190 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC. 
 
 Peace, plenty, rest, and joy it promises. 
 
 The torn and tattered stars and bars come down; 
 The stars and stripes rise grandly o'er the scene. 
 There's plenty now for the starved garrison. 
 See Pemberton and Grant and McPherson ! 
 
 Scene: Oilcl:amauga Creel; Ga., September 20, ISGo. Satan, Mam- 
 mon, Belial, JMaks. 
 
 S<d(Ui. Whence come you, Mammon ? Avhither have you 
 been ? 
 
 Mammon. I came from Charleston, where DuPont's 
 
 great fleet 
 Wasbadly whipped in April of this year. 
 Where in July Dahlgren and Gilmore went 
 To batter forts and crush them into dust. 
 September saw Confederates retire 
 Within the lines of their heroic town. 
 Their enemies advanced their batteries 
 Within four miles of Charleston's wharfs and stores; 
 Thence the " swamp angels " belched forth streams of 
 
 fire 
 From blazing mouths on the devoted place. 
 But there is not much cotton we can take, 
 Nor many slaves as yet within our reach. 
 
 Satan. Belial, say, where have you been since we met? 
 
 Belial From Yicksburg I went out to Arkansas; 
 Saw Holmes and his eight thousand badly whipped, 
 And from Helena driven quite away. 
 Saw Steele take Little Eock, and force his foes 
 To leave in haste with ever-quick' ning speed. 
 I wished for Mammon — cotton was at hand, 
 And I was almost tempted then to buy. 
 But the best day of all that I enjoyed 
 Was spent at Lawrence with my friend Quantrcll. 
 It brought to mind old Sodom's wildest hours, 
 With memories of days before the flood. 
 
BATTLE OF CIIICKAMAUGA. 191 
 
 Satan. Mars, we have something much more serious 
 here; 
 The mighty Juhus would have called this war. 
 
 Mars. Yes, such attacks as Longstreet made to-day, 
 And such as Thomas stubbornly repulsed. 
 Are unsurpassed in all earth's bloody wars. 
 The Union right and center have been crushed, 
 The troops killed, wounded, captured, or dispersed 
 The scattered fragments of great army corps 
 To Chattanooga in disorder flee, 
 Soldiers and gen'rals all demoralized. 
 But look at Thomas, how he holds his place, 
 And keeps his men in order round his flag. 
 In spite of war's dread cyclone raging round. 
 Where sunrise saw him sunset sees him still. 
 Protected by the darkness he'll retire. 
 And in good order lead his valiant troops 
 To help their cowering comrades organize, 
 And show the world " Virginia blood still tells." 
 With forty thousand stalwart vct'rans lost. 
 Darkness descends to part the combatants. 
 
 Satan. What think you now. Will Rosccrans have to 
 
 ield 
 
 Surrenderinsr the remnant of his force ? 
 
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 Mars. Ko, Hooker comes with two strong army corps, 
 And Sherman also Avith his mighty force. 
 And Grant, with his high honors newly gained, 
 Must gather lofty laurels for his brow, 
 Though they may grow above bleak mountain heights. 
 Or hide among the curtains of the skies. 
 These Fed'ral troops will not surrender now; 
 They'll flght for victory and drive their foes. 
 See Bragg, Polk, Longstreet, Johnston, come this way, 
 With Breckinridge, Hood, Ewell, following. 
 
 Scene : Lookout Mountain, Tenn., November 25, 1863. Satan, Mars. 
 
 Satan. When men fought yesterday " above the clouds," 
 I was not here to witness their brave deeds. 
 I had expected Bragg to start the fray 
 
192 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC. 
 
 And carry Chattanooga by assault. 
 He did give notice that non-combatants 
 Might be removed away to some safe place. 
 I missed the battle, but would see it now 
 Through your keen eyes — or rather hear of it 
 From your glib tongue. I wait — I wish to learn. 
 
 Mars. Two days ago, with quietness and care, 
 The troops of Hooker crossed the Tennessee, 
 And rested near the mouth of Lookout Creek, 
 Quite unobserved by the Confederates. 
 Day dawned upon a land obscured by fogs. 
 Two hours sufficed to take the rifle-pits 
 That swept the foot-hills with their leaden hail; 
 Then up the steep ascent bold thousands rushed 
 Onward and skyward to the jaws of death. 
 Crowding each other upward through the storm 
 T'ward the red mouths of scores of thund'ring guns. 
 Of the fierce conflict on that tow'ring height 
 Between the very bravest of brave men 
 No words of mine can adequately tell; 
 But soon down Lookout Mountain's eastern side 
 Confed'rates fled, all tumbling down the steep, 
 Mingling with rocks and rifles as they rolled, 
 Until by two oclock the men in blue. 
 Beneath their flag held all the mountain-top, 
 And saw their foes escape to Mission Eidge, 
 Where they have since been well reorganized. 
 Thus I've described the fight " above the clouds," 
 But you can now behold it for yourself, 
 As if you had but loudly cried "Encore," 
 And actors come again to play for you. 
 A larger army climbs to Mission Eidge 
 To drive a foe intrenched and wide-awake. 
 Yes, we'll have more than royal sport again. 
 With larger forces more distinctly seen. 
 See Hooker's braves descend the mountain side. 
 They cross the Chattanooga and ascend. 
 With lion leaps, far up the south-west slope 
 Of Mission Eidge. Sherman has boldly passed 
 The Chickamaiiga and the Tennessee. 
 
FIGHTING ABOVE THE CLOUDS. 193 
 
 Ilis fearless troops, like bounding tigers, climb 
 The north dechvity. Thomas awaits 
 The word that hurls uphill against the foe 
 His val'rous fighting host's resistless might. 
 Time's tardy step has left high noon behind 
 More than an hour ago. No order comes 
 For all to join in a combined assault. 
 'Tis two o'clock ! Grant speaks the mighty word 
 That moves in majesty, with earthquake force, 
 Forward and upward the whole armament, 
 As if to scale the skies and capture heaven. 
 Such warfare mortals never waged before, 
 Nor all the fabled hosts that classic times 
 Gave to Olympian heights and groves and clouds. 
 
 Satan. Well might Confed'rates yield and flee away. 
 By them all Tennessee is lost and left. 
 The conquerors triumphant now return: 
 Grant, Thomas, Hooker, Sherman, McPherson. 
 
 Scene: Covington, Ky., November SO, 1SG3. Ariel, Raphael. 
 
 Ai'iel. Whose gallant form is that with active step 
 Treading Kentucky's soil so joyfully? 
 
 Raphael. 'Tis John H. Morgan, whose heroic deeds 
 Admiring millions gayly celebrate, » 
 
 And crown with pi\aises worthy of the name 
 Of him wdio led his troops to victories 
 That seemed impossible to other men. 
 
 Ariel. He walks these streets with the majestic air 
 Of an archangel just returned to heav'n. 
 
 Raphael. This most romantic of all cavaliers 
 Eode rashly on where danger led the way, 
 As if to court adventures fearlessly. 
 And throw himself into the arms of death. 
 Yet he was gentle to the little ones. 
 With smiles for beauty, and the tenderness 
 Of friendship toward his num'rous prisoners. 
 
 13 
 
194 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Ariel. What brings him here, and why seerns he so 
 glad 
 To set his feet upon Kentucky ground? 
 
 Raphael. He is the idol of Kentuckians : 
 His enemies admire his gallantry. 
 Last summer he attacked the great North-west 
 With but two thousand bold Kentucky boys; 
 Captured six thousand of his enemies, 
 Destroyed ten millions of their property, 
 With thirty thousand thund'ring at his heels. 
 But he was captured, and his enemies 
 Confined him in their penitentiary. 
 They thought that they'd disgrace their prisoner, 
 But most egregiously disgraced themselves 
 By their base treatment of a gentleman 
 Whose gallantry had never been surpassed. 
 Morgan outwitted them, and has escaped 
 To dazzle them with other glorious deeds. 
 
 Scene: Pleasant Hill, La., April 9,18G4. Mars, Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Mammon. Great son of Jupiter, what brings you here? 
 Belial and I have business everywhere. 
 But battles and the like belong to you. 
 Had fighting here, you say, where B . . . . commands. 
 
 Mars. Yes, three grand armies were to meet near here, 
 And with the help of Porter's flotilla 
 Take Shreveport from Confederates with ease. 
 
 Mammon. And did they do it? And if not, why not? 
 
 Mars. Smith and the fleet took several river towns. 
 But here at Mansfield and at Pleasant Hill 
 B . . . . lost three thousand men and all his guns. 
 With rich supply trains to the enemy; 
 And but for the brave fighting Gen'ral Smith 
 Captivity had been the fate of B 
 
 Mammon. Was not this general many months ago 
 Made "commissary of great Stonewall's troops? " 
 And does he now serve "Rouo-h and Beady's " son. 
 With equal skill in this Red River land? 
 
GREAT NEW ENGL AN DEES. 195 
 
 Belial. Mammon, shame on you for your badinage. 
 You'll soon attack that other General B. 
 Remember I too claim a share in Ben. 
 If he loves money, he loves pleasure too. 
 What if they are "no generals to hurt? " 
 They work the wires of party with success, 
 And seize a share of good things as they pass. 
 Think not to find men great in every thing, 
 Nor in one spot to gather all that's great. 
 Nor every kind of greatness that is great. 
 Not e'en in that great spot that gave the world 
 
 The two great generals, B and B 
 
 You'll own it has fair women and wise men. 
 And poets that can fight, in soft, smooth rhymes, 
 And pulpits that can utter words of hate. 
 And scores of wordy transcendentalists, 
 Ready in hitchy language to admit 
 That possibly, if properlj^ received. 
 High Boston culture in two thousand years 
 Might make their Saviour equal to themselves! 
 
 Mars. I will not listen to the trifling talk 
 Of two such worthless fiends about great men 
 And that great spot that gave them to mankind ! 
 What ! Shall a brace of epauleted B.'s, 
 Or a whole swarm of callow generals, 
 And a few learned transcendentalists. 
 And some malignant, spiteful pulpiteers. 
 Joined with disciples of hate's horrid school. 
 Obscure the glory of a land that boasts 
 Greene, Warren, Prescott, Sullivan, Frank Pierce — 
 The Union's patriot heroes in their day ? 
 And the great names of Adams, Fisher Ames, 
 Webster and Caleb Gushing, tried and true — 
 The Union's statesmen and great orators; 
 And Union literati such as Dwight, 
 Paine, Bryant, Halleck, Bancroft, Hawthorne, Spraguc; 
 And great inventors, Franklin, Whitney, Morse? 
 And merchants whose unrivaled enterprise 
 Sent winter's icy fetters round the world 
 And brought them back transmuted into gold? 
 
196 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Know ye that men shall glory in that land 
 Long after hatred's minions, hurled from pow'r, 
 Shall end their spiteful, ignominious lives, 
 To rest in graves unhonored and unknown. 
 See! There is Taylor and his valiant staff. 
 He has chased off his conquered enemies, 
 And well secured his num'rous prisoners; 
 Has gathered his rich spoils of victory. 
 And now returns with his triumphant troops. 
 
 Scene : Cold Harbor, twelve miles north-east of Richmond, Ya., Jane 
 4, IS64. Michael, Gabriel, Zephon, Raphael, Abdiel, Ithu- 
 
 EIEL. 
 
 Zephon. Tell us, yo leaders of the heavenly host, 
 Why this fair land's so drenched with human blood. 
 
 Ithurieh 'Tis said that Grant is losing, month by month, 
 Sixty or eighty thousand fighting men ; 
 And that he now proposes to move round 
 vSouth of James Eiver, where he might have been 
 Two months ago without the loss of one. 
 Why this unnecessary waste of life? 
 
 Gabriel. The men who cursed this land with fiendish 
 war 
 Keep the brave troops between themselves and harm. 
 Behind their well-manned forts they shudder still 
 At sounds of horses' hoofs borne from the South, 
 Though these vast armies face their Southern foes, 
 And die to save them from their ragged ranks. 
 
 Zephon. I understand how bravest of the brave 
 May die to save base cowardly poltroons; 
 What I would learn is why such slaughter here? 
 
 Gabriel. When fed'ral force made war on other States, 
 It was against the great organic law 
 By which the thirteen nations became one. 
 'Twas usurpation, fraud, and despotism; 
 A rash subversion of the government; 
 For all the States refused to grant that pow'r. 
 But when fanatic fury dared to strike 
 The grand majestic mother of the States, 
 
Virginia's wrongs avenged. 1\)1 
 
 Virginia in her monumental home, 
 
 The sacred citadel of liberty, 
 
 'Tvvas ingrate, cruel, matricidal crime ! 
 
 This sovereign State entered the Union free 
 
 To leave at will should it abuse its powers. 
 
 'Twas she gave millions libertj^ and law. 
 
 With Washington to guard them with his sword, 
 
 And Jefferson to write their principles 
 
 And Madison to give organic form 
 
 To their well-guarded fed'ral government, 
 
 And Marshall to apply those righteous laws 
 
 To real life in freedom's highest court. 
 
 With lavish liberality she gave 
 
 Her vast domain to make the Union strong, 
 
 Adding six mighty States to the bright band. 
 
 Yirginians bought Louisiana's realm; 
 
 Traced its broad bound'ry to the western sea 
 
 That laves far distant Asia's sunny shore; 
 
 Yirginians purchased Florida from Spain, 
 
 Led Texan troops on San Jacinto's field, 
 
 And re-annexed the Texan soil and men; 
 
 Yirginians led the troops in Mexico 
 
 That won the lands toward the setting sun; 
 
 And a Yirginian did negotiate 
 
 The treaty that conveyed those vast domains. 
 
 She tried to reconcile the headstrong hosts 
 
 That sought to kindle strife between the States. 
 
 She bore with patience insults, threats, and wrongs 
 
 Until the JS'orthern faction spurned the hand 
 
 Outstretched by her to ward oft' civil war. 
 
 War came — she had no hatreds in her heart. 
 
 She fought the invaders of her sacred soil, 
 
 For principles, defending sovereign rights, 
 
 As men on earth had never fought before. 
 
 The leader of her sons called fiercest foes. 
 
 In loving tones, " Our friends, the enemy." 
 
 Raphael. Yes, ancf her homes, with hospitable haste. 
 Oft spread her feasts to feed her enemies. 
 
 Ahdiel. She gave high honors to her brave compeers 
 Of other States who fought upon her soil; 
 
198 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 But at the post of danger placed her sons, 
 
 To bear the brunt in many a hard-fought field. 
 
 Michael. Yainly her foes have subsidized mankind 
 To bring their hireling forces from all lands. 
 Her loving children formed a living wall 
 Around the immortal mother of the brave. 
 Four bloody years they've fought a world in arms. 
 Until her enemies turn to her slaves 
 To cry, " O help us, help us, or we fail." 
 
 Ahdiel. But do not E"orthern armies have brave men, 
 True patriotic sons of liberty? 
 Men worthy of great honor and renown ? 
 
 Michael. They do, and their brave deeds inscribe their 
 names 
 High on the records of undying fame. 
 As witness Hancock, McPherson, and Grant, 
 And many of their worthy, brave compeers. 
 
 Ahdiel. In other States they win great victories. 
 Why should they here wear laurels soaked in blood? 
 
 Michael. I answer, to avenge Virginia's wrongs, 
 And highly honor her devoted sons. 
 Give to the Fed'ral hero honor due: 
 He falls obedient to his honored State, 
 Or lives to Avear the honors she bestows. 
 Like the brave Spartans at Thermopyhc, 
 He moves obedient to a law's command. 
 The accident of birth or prejudice 
 Determined where he bravely lived or died. 
 Give him your hearty sympathy and prayers. 
 But let your condemnation rest upon 
 The politicians who provoked the war 
 By trampling on the compacts of their sires. 
 
 Scene : Atlanta, Ga., July 10, 1864. Satan, Maks. 
 
 Satan. How go the battles? Tell me, god of war. 
 
 3fars. Lee is in Petersburg, besieged by Grant. 
 Here in Atlanta Johnston is besieged. 
 
SHERMAN REPULSED. 199 
 
 Grant moved toward Eichmond on the fourth of May ; 
 
 Lee fought him in the Wilderness three days, 
 
 Then three days more near Spottsylvania. 
 
 June came. Cold Harbor saw Grant's legions hurled 
 
 In desperation against Lee's command, 
 
 Until ten thousand fell in half an hour. 
 
 Less than one month of such fierce warfare gave 
 
 Near fourscore thousand of Grant's veterans 
 
 To gory graves or to disabling wounds — 
 
 A larger number than Lee's gallant force! 
 
 The Fed'ral chief then turned toward Petersburg 
 
 To ground he might have reached without a fight, 
 
 While Grant sought Eichmond o'er a bloody road, 
 
 Three thousand soldiers and a few cadets 
 
 Attacked and routed fifteen thousand men. 
 
 The men fought under Sigel. The brave boys 
 
 Were led by Breckinridge to victory. 
 
 Then to the far-famed valley Hunter came. 
 
 In expectation of submissive prey. 
 
 But Early, having less than half his force, 
 
 Drove the foul fire-fiend in hot haste away 
 
 Beyond the Alleghanies, toward the west. 
 
 At last accounts Early and Breckinridge 
 
 Had whipped Lew Wallace at Monacacy, 
 
 And scared almost to death the trembling crew 
 
 That rules the nation now at Washington. 
 
 As to these men whose movements we behold, 
 
 They marched from Chattanooga May the seventh. 
 
 At Dalton sixty thousand well-drilled troops 
 
 Were flanked by twice their number and fell back. 
 
 Eesaca's two days' fighting was in vain: 
 
 On the fifteenth commenced a forced retreat. 
 
 At Dallas fighting was again renewed. 
 
 Lost Mountain next became their battle-ground. 
 
 A three days' ficrht led Johnston to retreat. 
 
 At Kennesaw Hood was repulsed with loss. 
 
 Five days elapsed, and June the twenty-eighth 
 
 Saw Sherman's fierce assault and his rcjnilse; 
 
 When he would strike and storm great Kennesaw 
 
 He failed, but his flank movements drove his foe 
 
 Into Atlanta early yesterday. 
 
200 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Around this place will fiercest conflicts rage; 
 For if it yields, the South will lose car-works, 
 Machine-shops, foundries, arms, and army stores; 
 And Sherman march triumphant to the sea. 
 'Tis said that Johnston's Fabian policy 
 Is criticised by many wordy ones, 
 Who ask for battles — battles every day; 
 And that the cautious chief must stand aside 
 And give his place to one more venturesome. 
 See, there is McPherson, this army's pride. 
 He reconnoiters the defenses now. 
 
 Scene : Winchester, Va., October 22, 1864. Abdiel, Itiiuriel, Zeph- 
 ON, Raphael. 
 
 Abdiel. Comrades, call forth with sym])athctic speed 
 The swift-winged ministers of heavenly help. 
 The people of this valley need their aid. 
 With ribald mirth their enemies proclaim 
 That sword and ax and torch have made this land 
 So desolate that birds of rapid flight 
 In passing o'er it must provide their food. 
 And take it with them on their desert way. 
 As to the people they have doomed to die, 
 They say starvation is too good for them. 
 
 Zephon. Why so ? Arc they the worst of Adam's race? 
 
 Ithuriel. God and good angels say they arc the best. 
 
 Raphael. What then is charged against these sufl'ering 
 ones? 
 
 Abdiel. Defense of native land and native home. 
 Earth has no holier homesteads for her tribes 
 Than decked this valley and these mountain sides. 
 
 Zephon. Why, then, these horrid vandal outrages? 
 
 Abdiel. The dastard cruelty of those who rule 
 The war department of a Christian land 
 Finds nothing that can soothe their quaking fears 
 While this heroic valley feeds its sons. 
 The name of Shenandoah strikes alarms 
 
HUINS OF ATLANTA. 201 
 
 Through every craven heart in Washington. 
 Hence the great valley suffers for the frights 
 Her children gave to craven tyrant's hearts. 
 
 Raphael. But what avails the malice of a foe 
 Who wreaks his vengeance on the saints of God? 
 The slain wear crowns of truniph with the Lord, 
 The wounded have the comforts of his grace. 
 This fertile soil shall soon renew the wealth 
 Barbarian hands have given to the flames. 
 
 Zephon. How sad the thought that thousands of the 
 brave 
 Shed their rich blood to fertilize these lands, 
 Lest cowardice should meet its dreaded doom ! 
 How hard that one so brave as Sheridan 
 With arson's flames must scorch his laurel-wreaths. 
 And to felonious deeds train men in arms ! 
 Behold the youthful hero of the torch : 
 Him pity, while you censure his vile deeds. 
 
 Scene: Ruins of Atlanta, Ga., November I4, ISG4. Mars, Satan, 
 Mammon, Belial. 
 
 Mars. Call you this war? or is it felony 
 Arrayed in all the pride and pomp of arms ? 
 
 Mammon. 'Tis arson marching in a warlike garb. 
 And barbarism licensed to destroy. 
 
 Satan. 'Tis the accomplishment of well-laid plans. 
 Which I have worked for nearly fourscore years. 
 The hatreds of the sections I have stirred 
 Until they stop at nothing in their rage. 
 It was not thus that Scott fought Mexico, 
 Nor thus that Grant and Sherman learned to fight. 
 'Twas I that taught this modern art of war. 
 
 Mammon. This burning property finds no excuse, 
 ]^othing to palliate such wanton waste. 
 
 Mars. My grand old heathen heroes would have 
 scorned 
 To drive out widows from their peaceful homes 
 
202 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC, 
 
 Or banish infancy from cradle-beds. 
 Tliey fought with men — with stalwart men in arras. 
 Rome's worst fanatics never could have driv'n 
 The mighty Julius to perform such deeds. 
 
 Satan. I marvel greatly at my own success 
 In banishing from peaceful, quiet homes 
 Defenseless thousands to far western scenes 
 To toil among their distant enemies, 
 Or die from home and much loved native land. 
 
 Belial. So do I. How was it all contrived ? 
 
 Satan. These Georgians are the saints of the Most 
 High. 
 His angels guard and train them for the skies; 
 His providence works all things for their good. 
 But earthly retribution gave me power 
 To have them banished as the Cherokees, 
 ^Y Georgians banished, lost their native land. 
 
 Mammon. God gave the Cherokees a better land. 
 He'll make these Georgians profit by their loss ! 
 So end in disappointment all our schemes 
 Against the servants of the Lord most high. 
 
 Satan. Mammon, you have of late grown insolent. 
 Like other purse-proud people, you're too bold. 
 
 Belial. Yes, that he is. He even prates against 
 My chosen crony, great Tecumseh S. 
 What if he does burn towns and cities here? 
 That Indian name avenges Cherokees. 
 
 Mars. The red Tecumseh whose great name he wears 
 Never made war on women and on babes, 
 Nor fired the cities of his enemies. 
 A thousand Proctors, Stantons, or the like, 
 In vain had put red torches in his hands. 
 
 Satan. More than four months have passed since we 
 met here. 
 Then Johnston was besieged by mighty hosts. 
 Please tell us how the war is going since. 
 
JOHNSTON SUPERSEDED BY HOOD. 203 
 
 Mars. Johnston was superseded by brave Hood. 
 In three assaults upon the Union lines 
 The new commander lost more fighting men 
 Than Johnston had in quite as many months. 
 At last to save his army Hood marched off, 
 And with September Sherman entered in 
 And took possession of his costly prize, 
 In four months losing forty thousand men, 
 Among them McPherson, his noblest chief. 
 He still has sixty thousand well-armed troops 
 Marching triumphant eastward to the sea; 
 While Hood moves backward, hoping to cut off 
 Sherman's connection with the great North-west. 
 Yain hope ! He leads his heroes back to face 
 O'erwhelming numbers of his well-drilled foes, 
 Led by the very ablest of their chiefs. 
 One only chance has he of victory : 
 Fanatic fury never can forgive 
 Thomas for being born on Southern soil. 
 The imbeciles at Washington propose 
 To move the gen'ral from his high command. 
 'Tis said that Grant puts Logan in his place. 
 If this be done, Hood may expect success. 
 
 Satan. What of the armies under Lee and Grant? 
 
 Mars. They fight like crazy fiends at Petersburg;, 
 Where greedy, gaping graves swallow in haste 
 Uncounted thousands slaughtered day by day, 
 Eei^laced by victims drawn from ev'ry land. 
 
 Satan. You told of Early threat'ning Washington, 
 Alarming the weak rulers of the land, 
 Whipping Lew Wallace near Monocacy. 
 Was h^ allowed in safety to escape? 
 
 Mars. He was; and took vast quantities of stores. 
 Wright followed him as far as Winchester. 
 But Early turned and drove Wright's army back; 
 Then captured Chambersburg, demanding cash 
 To pay for buildings Hunter had burned down, 
 
204 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Which they refused. Then, to retaliate, 
 
 He turned barbarian, and sent a torch 
 
 To fire the town; retreated froia the State, 
 
 With rich 8upj)hes of military stores. 
 
 Then Sheridan, with forty thousand men, 
 
 Defeated Early and began his work 
 
 Of desolation with both ax and torch. 
 
 Leaving his vandal task to underlings. 
 
 He sought his patrons at the capital, 
 
 To tell of all the wonders he had wrought. 
 
 Early returned, surprised the Union camp, 
 
 Scattered and drove the troops like frightened sheep, 
 
 Took their artillery and all their stores. 
 
 Then the Confed'rates stopped to rest and eat. 
 
 But Sheridan, returning, met his men, 
 
 Turned back the fugitives and made them fight. 
 
 Till they recovered the great guns they lost, 
 
 And with them won a noted victory. 
 
 Since then the war-worn valley's plundered homes 
 
 Have no defense against consuming fires. 
 
 The helplessness of outraged innocence 
 
 Sees food and barns and mills and fences blaze, 
 
 Revealing famine's ghastly countenance. 
 
 Satan. How fares the navy in these fighting times? 
 
 Mars. The Union fleets blockade the Southern coasts, 
 Seal up Confederate ports and banish trade. 
 Lieutenant Gushing sunk the "Albemarle " 
 In Eoanoke Eiver with a torpedo. 
 'Twas bravely done, and won him much applause.* 
 In Mobile Harbor Farragut displayed 
 Great skill and courage as an admiral. 
 Lashed to his flag-ship's rigging he remained 
 Till forts and ships and monster iron-clad rams 
 Pulled down their flags and Mobile was his prize. 
 Gonfed'rate ships have fought most gallantly. 
 Destroying commerce at a fearful rate, 
 Making their flag the terror of the seas, 
 But gaining nothino; for their sinking cause. 
 Yet "Alabama," " Sumter," " Florida," 
 
THE -'ALABAMA DESTROYED. 
 
 205 
 
 And other softly spoken Southern names 
 
 Sent consternation among Northern ships. 
 
 When Semmes met Winslow on the coast of France, 
 
 A foeman worthy of his steel was found. 
 
 THE " SUMTER " CHASED BY THE " IROQUOIS.' 
 
 An hour of battle ended in defeat 
 To Semmes, who saw the "Alabama" sunk. 
 An Ell owlish yacht saved the brave captain's life, 
 But Winslow on the "Kearsarge " won the fight, 
 And proudly walked his deck a conqueror. 
 
BOOK TENTH. 
 
 Scene : The Capitol, Nashville, Tenn., December 10, ISG4. 
 
 Mars. From this proud Capitol how grand tho view ! 
 Rome's seven hills by seven multiplied 
 Could never match what we behold to-day; 
 Nor had the Tiber, in its hour of pride, 
 Such sparkling waters as the Cumberland, 
 Nor all antiquity a braver man 
 Than he whose statue will adorn these grounds. " 
 His heroism might have well sutlficed 
 For twice ten thousand ordinary men, 
 With quite enough to make a Caesar left. 
 The recollection of his glorious deeds, 
 Inspiring generations j^ct unborn 
 With patriotic valor, shall raise up 
 Defenders of his much loved native land 
 Against all foes throughout all time to come. 
 
 Satan. What of the living issues of these times? 
 AVhat can you say of yesterday's great fight? 
 
 Mars. Thomas, the conq'ring hero of the day, 
 Is much the ablest gen'ral of the North, 
 But never fully trusted by the men 
 Who rule to ruin this great government. 
 To serve them he had trampled on State pride, 
 Fought for his wife and her compatriots. 
 Gave his Virginia talents to their cause, 
 Won vict'ries for them, saved them in defeat, 
 Endured Yirginia's blushes and her frowns, 
 Through sadd'ning years of sanguinary war. 
 The rulers, hating his brave Southern blood, 
 Had issued orders, and had sent them on. 
 Dismissing Thomas from his high command. 
 (206) 
 
GEN. HOOD AT NASHVILLE. 207 
 
 Satan. IIow could he lead the army if removed? 
 
 Mars. His generalship had taught him when to strike 
 And vict'ry taught the prudent messenger 
 That orders from his master came too late 
 To vanquish such a victor and disgrace 
 The hero of so many gallant deeds. 
 Hood had come north, indulging in high hopes; 
 At Franklin fought with Schofield, who retired 
 Behind intrenchments Thomas had thrown up, 
 
 GENERAL HOOD'S HEAD-QUARTERS NEAR NASHVILLE. 
 
 While Hood made ready to begin the siege, 
 Thomas moved from his works and routed him. 
 Hood and his men fought bravely to the last; 
 But yesterday his bleeding, shattered ranks 
 Turned sadly southward, fleeing from their foes, 
 \Yith five and twenty thousand comrades lost. 
 Thomas and Schofield, coming up the walk 
 Meet Andrew Johnson, the war Governor. 
 
208 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Scene: Columbia, S. C, Februanj 20, 1SG5. 
 Zephon, Kaphael. 
 
 Abdiel. War fill^ the earth with most atrocious crimes. 
 The riirhteous suftbr and require our aid. 
 I followed iSherman's forces to the sea, 
 And saw Hardee, with fifteen thousand men, 
 Forsake Savannah and retire in haste, 
 While Sherman's forces proudly entered in. 
 I've seen the sky lit up with hellish flames. 
 And heai'd the shrieks of outrai^ed innocence, 
 And heij)ed in many a case of sore distress. 
 But never witnessed aught that equals deeds 
 Of lawless villains in this commonwealth. 
 
 Ithuriel. I found the saintly Bachman in the hands 
 Of ruffians who wore Union shoulder-straps. 
 God's aged servant sufters their abuse 
 Because he shielded helpless womanhood. 
 I had them captured by the good man's friends 
 And brought to beg for mercy at his feet. 
 He spared them, and refused to have them slain. 
 
 Zephon. I turned away the furious tongues of flame 
 That threatened to consume the lowly home 
 Where faithful Dinah trusted Grod and pra^'ed. 
 
 Raphael. I saw Hardee leave Charleston with his 
 troops ; 
 And from devouring flames I rescued men, 
 And saved fair women from ills worse than death. 
 The old flag floats in triumph o'er this State 
 But to protect base bummers, thieves, and brutes. 
 Turned loose to prey upon defenseless homes. 
 How long, how long will Sherman's Christian men 
 Permit their troops t' indulge in such black crimes? 
 Northward the army moves in grand array. 
 While conflagrations blaze along its march. 
 And fiendish men stray from its serried ranks 
 To carry consternation to sad homes. 
 Behold the hell-hounds searching for their prejM 
 
Johnston's last battles. 209 
 
 Scene: Bentonville, N. C, March 19, 1S65. Maes, Belial, Mam- 
 mon. 
 
 Mars. The oft defeated army still fights on. 
 This morning Johnston, who commands again, 
 Attacked his enemies and would have gained 
 A glorious victory but for the light 
 Made by brave troops by Jeff C. Davis led. 
 They held the field and saved the scattered hosts. 
 
 Belial. No wonder Johnston hoped for victory. 
 Hosts of base fellows of the vilest class 
 Went off from Sherman's army to attack 
 Weak women, little children, and poor slaves. 
 
 Mammon. And larger numbers of my thieving friends 
 Were absent laying hold on property. 
 Kirkpatrick's cavalry rode forth in pi-ido 
 To strike at Hampton on the eighth of march ; 
 But they were driv'n for refuge to the swamps, 
 And hardly managed to escape on foot, 
 Saved by a part of Slocum's army corps. 
 Two more strong army corps approach this place. 
 See ! their successful leaders come this way. 
 There's valiant Terry, whose brave forces took 
 Fort Fisher after B F. Butler failed; 
 And there is Schofield, late in Tennessee, 
 When Thomas scattered Hood's most valiant troops. 
 
 Scene : Steps of the Capitol, Richmond, Va., Sunday morning, April 2^ 
 1865. Gabriel, Raphael, Ithuriel, Zepiion, Uriel. 
 
 Raphael. How lovely is this sacred Sabbath-day! 
 How bright the sunshine, and how green the hills 
 Eeflected by James Elver's crystal flood ! 
 See swelling buds adorning ev'ry tree, 
 And song-birds making charming melody. 
 The sound of sweet-toned bells invite to prayer. 
 The little ones already sing God's praise, 
 And lovely women lead their joyful songs. 
 The aged and infirm send up to heav'n 
 Devout thanksgiving for celestial gifts. 
 The pris'ners and the wounded call on God 
 For gracious help in this their time of need. 
 14 
 
210 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 The pious slaves, with rich religions joy, 
 Crowd to the temples of the living (loci. 
 Blessed with the liberty that Jesus gives, 
 Their human bondage lightly bears on them. 
 So much of grace pervades this atmosphere 
 It seems a happy half-way place to heav'n. 
 And this, in spite of vast beleaguering hosts 
 That gather to destroy these Christian homes. 
 
 Ithuriel. Yes, and the war grows fiercer hour by hour. 
 Six thousand men were captured yesterday 
 From the defeated army of- the South. 
 'Tis whispered Petersburg must shortly yield; 
 And when it falls, Richmond must share its fate. 
 But see ! the ministers of God go forth 
 To lead the worship of good citizens 
 In all the sanctity of godliness. 
 
 There's Duncan, Doggett, Minnegerode, and Hogue; 
 And there is Burroughs, an adopted son. 
 True to his foster-mother to the last. 
 Promiscuous crowds now pass on solemnly, 
 Gazing intently upon Washington, 
 Whose statue seems to bless them from its height. 
 
 Uriel. There is the President, with form erect; 
 He seeks support from Ilitn who governs all. 
 God help that honored heir of many woes! 
 This day Grant orders a severe assault 
 By such a force as never charged before. 
 
 Zephon. And must these saints surrenderto their foes? 
 
 Gabriel. 'Tis possible. " God chastens whom he loves." 
 Let us unseen go worship where they meet. 
 
 Scene: Richmond, Va., noon, April 2, 18G5. Satan, Mammon, 
 Chemosh, Belial. 
 
 Satan. Ha, comrades, this religious calm soon ends ! 
 Strange peoj^le are these pious Southerners! 
 I moved my people greedily for gain 
 To bring barbarian slaves to this fair land, 
 Hoping to so demoralize the whites 
 That with their servants they would sink to hell. 
 
BWHMOND STILL GOES TO CHURCH. 211 
 
 But the black wretches soon were taught to pray 
 And hymn the praises of the Lord most high. 
 Another generation would have swept 
 Th' improving Ethiops far from my control, 
 While those who ruled them gracefully displayed 
 Devotion, piety, and holy zeal, 
 With morals pure and manners so refined 
 'As won the admiration of mankind. 
 I gave them war and drenched their land with blood; 
 And yet while millions threaten them with death, 
 They pray and sing and preach, and offer Christ 
 To ev'ry ragamuffin in their camps. 
 And liichmotid with the " Bummers" at her doors, 
 Still goes to Church and keeps the Sabbath-day. 
 I'll let her know hell hates such worshipers ! 
 Her pious homes, consumed by raging flames. 
 Shall give her children to the midnight storms. 
 I'll wreak my fury on the whole broad land, 
 My foot-prints now are seen in battle-fields, 
 In countless graves and trenches of the slain, 
 In piles of ruins and in rising smoke. 
 Proud, patient people look upon it all, 
 And say they trust in God for better days. 
 But they shall yet " curse the great God and die." 
 Some shall be banished to far foreign climes; 
 The gloom of dungeons others shall enshroud, 
 While iron fetters cramp most honored forms. 
 Worse still! worse still! these pious polished saints 
 Shall have for rulers through long, weary months 
 The lowest, vilest, most outrageous tools 
 That earth or hell or the whole universe 
 Can furnish to my hand to govern them. 
 
 Mammon. Ho I Satan, did you see that messenger. 
 Who at the Church called out the President ? 
 Lee is retreating now from Petersburg, 
 Richmond must also soon be given up, 
 And there will be much booty to divide. ^ 
 
 Belial. And there will be disorder hero to-night. 
 
 Baal. And fires will blaze extensively around. 
 
212 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC, 
 
 Chemosh. The worshipers desert the churches now 
 Belus. The rulers are assembling in hot haste. 
 
 't5 
 
 Mammon. The treasure chests go rumbling toward the 
 cars, 
 Guarded by trusty soldiers with due care. 
 There's Davis, Breckinridge, and their small force. 
 Bound for Amelia Court-house to meet Lee. 
 Thence to seek Johnston and combine their strength. 
 
 Satan. But I have counteracted their design. 
 Starvation will confront them at that place, 
 To Danville I have forwarded the trains. 
 To-morrow enemies will triumph here. 
 Soon the whole South must yield to conquerors. 
 
 Scene: McLean^ s Orchard, Appomattox Court-house, Va., Id' clocks 
 April 9, 1S65. 
 
 JJzziel. Contending armies still surround our stcj^s 
 And dying groans are heard on ev'ry hand. 
 
 Ahdiel. The strife grows fiercer as if near its close. 
 
 Ifhuriel. At Deatonsville Lee lost six thousand men, 
 At Farmville burned the bridges in his rear, 
 Sent Longstreet to secure the Lynchburg road 
 To give his starving trooj^s a safe retreat; 
 But Sheridan was there to drive him back. 
 And close the only pathway of escape. 
 
 Raphael. Then must the dauntless hero soon submit. 
 
 Zophiel. Already the conditions have been named 
 On which the troops of Lee lay down their arms. 
 The gen'rous magnanimity of Grant 
 In this his hour of triumph and renown 
 Is admirable, and deserves high praise. 
 Lee's dignity and grandeur in defeat 
 Crown the illustrious hero of the South 
 With the completeness of a character 
 By grace refined, by suft"ring perfected. 
 Behold the foremost men of this broad land ! 
 Grant leads the millions of a conq'ring host; 
 
LEE AND GRANT. 
 
 213 
 
 Lec, in adversity, stands forth confessed 
 
 The noblest product of the centuries — 
 
 A peerless, modest, brave, heroic, grand, 
 
 Unostentatious Christian gentleman 1 
 
 Earth has no soldier worthy to receive 
 
 The battle-blade of such a man as Lee. 
 
 Grant knows it. He will never take that sword ! 
 
 But leave it to be wielded by the hand 
 
 Of him from whom he learned in joyous youth 
 
 With stainless hand to grasp the spotless prize 
 
 Fame offers to the valiant and the pure. 
 
 THE HOUSE WHERE LEE SURREMDERED. 
 
 Scene : ForcVs Theater, Washivgton, B. C, Aiwil U, 1S65. Satan, 
 Belial. 
 
 Belial. Satan, what next? Your war must shortly end. 
 Johnston's and Kirby Smith's and other troops 
 Must soon surrender and go home to work. 
 
 Satan. Yes, and the Fed'ral army will disband; 
 But my great conflict with the pow'rs above 
 Knows no cessation, nor an hour of truce: 
 
214 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 I now propose a bloody tragedy 
 
 To startle angels and astound niankind. 
 
 An actor here, who from his infancy 
 
 Has been familiar with the tragic stage, 
 
 Has long sought opportunity to seize 
 
 The President and all his cabinet, 
 
 And hasten with them through the Southern lines 
 
 As pris'ners to negotiate for peace. 
 
 Of course he failed; but his poor silly dupes, 
 
 Hare-brained and stage-struck, wait upon his will, 
 
 Ready to deal out death if he commands. 
 
 The conquered South in hopeless ruin lies; 
 
 Its rulers even now are fugitives. 
 
 This actor's best loved friend was doomed to death 
 
 For a most daring feat performed by Beall 
 
 Upon the waters of the Chesapeake; 
 
 The President refused to save Booth's friend. 
 
 Booth's crazed, and I have instigated him 
 
 To act the assassin on this very night. 
 
 While his copartners in this dreadful crime 
 
 Seek noted victims in their quiet homes. 
 
 Behold the actor, with a deadly aim 
 
 To slay the nation's most important man, 
 
 Kindling to fury all the wrathful flames 
 
 That now between the angry sections blaze I 
 
 Gabriel enters. 
 
 Gabriel. Horror of horrors ! blackest of all crimes ! 
 A bold assassin slays the President. 
 Quite unfamiliar with theatric scenes, 
 I'm here too late to save him from his fate. 
 Satan's malignity has triumphed here. 
 
 Scene : Durham, N. C, April 18, 1S65. Michael, Uzziel, Ariel. 
 
 Ariel. Nine days have passed since Lee's brave veterans 
 Laid down their arms and homeward turned their steps, 
 In peace to tread the paths of poverty; 
 Will Johnston still in bloody strife engage, 
 Aiming by swift retreat toward Mexico 
 To prop the throne that Maximilian claims? 
 
215 
 
 Michael. He will not. Never will Americans 
 Uphold an Austrian despot on these shores. 
 But if they would, the forces led by Grant 
 Hedge up all roads that lead troops westward ly. 
 When Lee's surrender sealed the Southland's fate, 
 Her sons determined blood should cease to flow. 
 Troops of the South foiight for their principles ; 
 Failing to win, they nobly claim their place 
 Under the flag 'neath which their fathers stood, 
 And standing firm defy a world in arms. 
 
 Uzziel. 'Tis said that Sherman offers Johnston terms 
 By which his soldiers become citizens, 
 Restored to all the rights that were secured 
 When B'ritish foes were driven from this land. 
 O'er Lee and Grant the flower of chivalry 
 Bloomed in the light of Christian principle, 
 And men wore 8U])erhuman dignity. 
 Now Sherman to the troops of Johnston gives 
 The conquered all the rights that conq'rors claim. 
 He uses language such as charmed mankind 
 When Thomas Jefferson still lived and wrote 
 Of civil liberty and equal rights. 
 Sherman, the hero, shows wise statesmanship, 
 With scholarly perfection unexcelled. 
 
 Michael. 'Tis Breckinridge whose classic statesmanship 
 Deserves the plaudits you to Sherman pay. 
 The Fed'ral chieftain first denied the right 
 Of a civilian to take any part 
 In the afl"airs of militar}^ men, 
 But when reminded that his visitor 
 Had been an active Major-general, 
 And of the War Department had been chief. 
 He kindly condescended to permit 
 The great man to be present and assist. 
 Then did the mi^ht, the majesty of mind 
 Assert its natural supremacy, 
 As Breckinridge dictated Sherman's terms 
 In the most polished language of the schools, 
 LTntil the hero marching toward the sea. 
 
216 THE AM ERIC AX EPIC. 
 
 Charmed by the blandishments of Breckinridge, 
 
 Declared that with but one more social drink 
 
 He had commanded his entire consent 
 
 To give his conq'ring army to his foe, 
 
 And yield himself a pris'ner of war. 
 
 But as it is under the great man's lead 
 
 The Fed'ral gen'ral plays the dictator 
 
 To elevate the men that Johnston led; 
 
 And who shall venture to deny his right. 
 
 As a supreme commander in the field, 
 
 To dictate terms to his own prisoners ? 
 
 Ariel. 'Twas fortunate that Breckinridge was here 
 To be the advocate of worthy men. 
 
 Satan approaches. 
 
 Satan. Ha, Michael! I yet rule this lower world; 
 I rule to ruin your most hopeful plans. 
 
 Michael. But, Satan, in his day of mighty power 
 The President, like Sherman, is most kind, 
 And much disposed to pardon all his foes. 
 
 Satan. The President! He has been dead three days, 
 And I control the madness of these times. 
 Fanatic fury drives to bloody deeds, 
 Wreaking its vengeance upon multitudes; 
 It e'en hates Sherman for his last kind act, 
 And soon will wrest all power from his hands. 
 Lincoln would have restrained it; he is gone. 
 It would hang Lee and Johnston if it could. 
 And millions of the people of the South. 
 This Breckinridge, with all his wondrous gifts, 
 'Twill to the ocean drive in a frail skiff. 
 But, Michael, I've no time to waste on you: 
 This is my most important harvest time. 
 
 Michael. Perverted talents, as in Satan seen, 
 Are quite enough to make archangels weep. 
 Capacities for good, in men unused, 
 All run to waste because of enmity. 
 
HE DISTANCED ALL lilVALS. 217 
 
 A hundred thousand filled not Johnston's place 
 
 When he no longer was in high command; 
 
 Yet this great nation ostracises him, 
 
 And would if fiercest foes were raging round. 
 
 Such is the fruit of war between the States; 
 
 So Breckinridge, a statesman from his youth, 
 
 Will soon be banished from the land he loves. 
 
 Uncounted generations of the past 
 
 Hereditary virtues have sent down 
 
 To give in him " assurance of a man" 
 
 Possessed of every needed excellence. 
 
 With Buena Yista's laurels on his brow, 
 
 Wit, genius, learning, talents in his brain. 
 
 And oratory flowing from his lips; 
 
 Honors came crowding thickly round his steps, 
 
 And fame proclaimed his greatness in his youth. 
 
 He distanced competition, and looked down 
 
 On every rival of his grand career. 
 
 Until the highest place was in his reach 
 
 That any nation ever had to give. 
 
 And then lamented that they had not more 
 
 To lavish on the object of their love. 
 
 But fiery factions blazed around his 2>ath, 
 
 And drove him from his highway of renown 
 
 To give a section talents that belonged 
 
 To every foot of his dear native land. 
 
 True to his friends, he fought their battles well, 
 
 When fiercer partisans had ceased to fight. 
 
 Upheld their government until it fell 
 
 A pile of hopeless ruins at his feet. 
 
 Then sent his kinsman of the siiv'ry tongue, 
 
 Most eloquent of all his country's sons. 
 
 With true Kentuckians to guard the way 
 
 Of his great chieftain through the forest's gloom; 
 
 Till Davis chose seclusion as his guard, 
 
 And was betrayed by darkness tb his foes. 
 
 Kentucky's hero grandly gave himself; 
 
 No other had so much to sacrifice 
 
 On friendship's altar for his countrymen — 
 
 Youth, health, wealth, office, power, promotion, fame — 
 
 But Breckinridge gave all to honor's cause. 
 
218 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Scene: Capitol, WasJdngton, D. C, May cO, 1S05. Gabriel, Ithu- 
 
 • KIEL. 
 
 Gabriel. Onco more peace walks the earth with grace- 
 ful steps, 
 Most gently stretching forth her loving hands, 
 Releasing pris'ners and disarming foes. 
 Disbanding armies and conducting home 
 Husbands long banished from their loving wives, 
 Sons to their parents, lovers to fond maids, 
 And fathers to their little, prattling babes. 
 On yesterday the new-made President 
 Proclaimed amnesty to Confederates, 
 Except a few conspicuous characters. 
 They'll hasten to repair the waste of war, 
 And with the hand of industry invito 
 Prosperity to visit their abodes. 
 
 Ithuriel. But will it come since laborers are free ? 
 
 Gabriel. Our God has done so much t' enrich these 
 States, 
 No enemies can keep their people poor. 
 Two questions have been settled by the war: 
 The slaves are free, the Union permanent. 
 If it's oppressive, there's no remedy; 
 To this rash revolution all submit. 
 Secession and disunion now are dead. 
 And with them negro slavery expired. 
 This change admitted, other things remain 
 As they have been for nearly eighty year^. 
 The North made war for union, so she said. 
 And freed the slaves in order to success. 
 She has succeeded, and of course the States 
 Are in the places which they tried to leave. 
 So Lincoln said, and so says Johnson now. 
 This was the theory on which the war 
 Was prosecuted to its bloody end. 
 Men who believe that States might freely leave 
 Of course denied the right to drive them back; 
 But if the Constitution gave the right 
 To coerce States and force them to remain, 
 Or drive the straying wand'rers back again. 
 
RASH, ROUGH J AND BRAVE. 219 
 
 'Twas to the very places that they left, 
 With all their rights and duties unimpaired; 
 If not, coercion was atrocious crime. 
 
 Ithuriel. But you forget that Satan heads the gang 
 Of desperadoes that now rule the landj 
 You'll not expect consistency in them, 
 They would have deposed Lincoln, had he lived 
 T' oppose their furious onslaughts on the South. 
 To them the Constitution and the laws 
 Seem "leagues with death and covenants with hell" 
 When they protect the people of the South 
 Against malicious, furious, fiendish rage. 
 Johnson has hated aristocracy, 
 Proclaimed himself the champion of the poor; 
 Has loved the Union, and has risked his hfo 
 In its defense among its enemies. 
 He may be rash and rough, but he is brave, 
 And will uphold th' authority of law; 
 What seems to him his duty he'll perform 
 In spite of whatsoever may oppose. 
 Vindictive cruelty may sometimes hurl 
 Unnecessary insults at his foes, 
 And suff'ring, too, if they're of high degree; 
 But to the lowly he is ever kind. 
 Behold the poor man's ever faithful friend! 
 Th' unpurchasable champion of the poor 
 Boldly defies the hosts of Mammon led 
 In this proud capitol, where capital 
 Controls the legislation of the land. 
 And dominates obsequious cabinets. 
 
 Scene: Richmond^ Va., May, 1867. Abdiel, Ariel, Zophiel, Ze- 
 
 pnoN. 
 
 Abdiel. What brings my faithful commdcs here to-day? 
 
 Ariel. We come th' escort of one who needs our aid ; 
 Two years have passed since Davis ceased to rule 
 The noblest people earth has ever seen. 
 Since then this chosen ruler has become 
 A great vicarious suif 'rer for his class 
 And for the people over whom he ruled. 
 
220 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Zcphon. How so? And why should he such suff'rings 
 bear? 
 
 Ariel. Some think 1' avenge the wrongs of Ticgro slaves, 
 And vindicate the government of God. 
 
 Zophiel. Did not our God give laws to govern slaves ? 
 And did not that convey a right t' enslave ? 
 
 Ariel. God did give laws to govern human slaves, 
 But not a law to make of freemen slaves. 
 Man kidnaps man: thus slavery begins. 
 The kidnapper was wicked, and his prey, 
 Per possibility, more wicked still. 
 The rude barbarians become merchandise 
 By commerce taken to plantation homes. 
 The master can be fiend-like, if he will, 
 And suffer for the sins that he commits; 
 Or, like the friend of God, great Abraham, 
 May train the servants born in his own house 
 To be the valiant soldiers of the Lord. 
 The law of God to master and to slaves 
 Proposes to bestow upon them both 
 The glorious freedom of the sons of God. 
 
 Zophiel. Where rests the guilt of human slavery 
 As it existed in the Southern States ? 
 
 Ariel. For more than fourscore years the British 
 king, 
 And his rich lords of trade forced negro slaves 
 Upon the people of their colonies. 
 Yirginia protested; but the rude blacks. 
 To make the British rich, were sent in droves. 
 The far-famed "bargain" which New England made 
 With Georgia and the Carolinas 
 To bring them slaves for fully twenty years. 
 Doubled the numbers of the servile race. 
 In spite of protests from the other States 
 The East received millions of yellow gold 
 For black slaves bought with rum, and in exchange 
 For souls of white men unto Satan given. 
 
SAINTLY WOMEN OF THE SOUTH. 221 
 
 Zophiel. Did not the mad men of the North predict 
 An insurrection of the Southern slaves, 
 Filling the hxnd with arson, murder, lust, 
 And nameless horrors such as Ilayti saw? 
 
 Ariel. They did. It was not soldiers, arms, nor forts 
 Kept their predictions from becoming true; 
 Nor politicians nor patrolling guards 
 Preserved the sanctity of Southern homes. 
 'Twas Christian love among religious slaves 
 That neutralized barbarian viciousness. 
 The saintly women of the sunny South, 
 Gentle, refined, meek, modest, pious, pure, 
 Most beautiful, most lovely, and best loved 
 Of all Eve's fairest, fascinating train. 
 Have claimed the sooty children of their slaves 
 For virtuous heirs of immortality: 
 Meek, humble followers of Jesus Christ. 
 John Brown and his most fiendish followers 
 In vain have hoped for San Domingan scenes 
 Among the true disciples of the Lamb. 
 
 Zophiel If slavery thus Christianizes slaves, 
 Why not enslave the whole of Africa ? 
 
 Ariel. So thousands argued against common sense. 
 It did not save the slaves of other lands : 
 'Twas Christianity that Christianized. 
 The Methodists and Baptists of the South ^ 
 Have brought more Africans to Jesus Christ 
 Than have been gathered upon heathen ground 
 Of all earth's tribes by all earth's ministers. 
 
 Zophiel. You charge the guilt of Southern slavery 
 Against Great Britain and New England States; 
 Does no part of it rest upon the South? 
 Men of the South once hated it, but now 
 They all have learned t' embrace it lovingly. 
 
 Ariel Yes, Zophiel, to those slav'ry-hating men 
 Its horrors and its profits all belonged; 
 But the great guilt of gross mismanagement 
 Eests on the South with more than mountain weight. 
 
222 " THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 The South loathed slavery till the mighty North 
 
 AVould wriggle out of all the covenants 
 
 Made with ylave-holders in more honest times, 
 
 And called their benefactors criminals. 
 
 Then hatred seemed to drive out common sense; 
 
 Then Southern men defended slavery. 
 
 They said it was a blessing sent from God, 
 
 A blessing to the master and the slave: 
 
 Each son of Japhet owed it to the Lord 
 
 To capture and enslave some child of Ham, 
 
 To the great glory of the Lord most high. 
 
 This theory was never practiced there, 
 
 But something worse grew out of hellish hate 
 
 Between the sections of a Christian land. 
 
 To charge God with the guilt of slavery 
 
 Was most insulting to the Holy One, 
 
 But the domestic slave trade was far worse. 
 
 When Southern men sold slaves to Southern men, 
 
 The slave might often choose his own new home. 
 
 And keep his loved ones in his neighborhood; 
 
 But this depended on a kindly heart: 
 
 Law must not meddle with a master's rights: 
 
 So said defiant Southern gentlemen. 
 
 They left their slaves without a word of law 
 
 To shield them from the Northern rich man's greed. 
 
 But when the sheriff sold for Northern debts. 
 
 The highest bidder took the human soul, 
 
 And sundered all the slave's most tender ties. 
 
 No matter if the loving master plead. 
 
 Or wept, or cursed to see his playmate sold : 
 
 Away from parents, children, wife, and home. 
 
 The property must bring its highest price. 
 
 Law must not meddle with a master's rights: 
 
 So said defiant Southern gentlemen. 
 
 The suff' rers by this lack of kindly law 
 
 Were not barbarians brought from Africa, 
 
 Nor hardened criminals, well steeped in crime, 
 
 But colored Christians born and taught of God. 
 
 The possibility of such hard fate 
 
 Robbed the gay slave of much hilarious glee. 
 
 " Old master's" homo was his blest paradise; 
 
RICH MEN BEGGING BAIL. 223 
 
 To leave it, banishment from Eden's joys. 
 Thousands for sale be2;ged men to purchase them, 
 To keep them near the families they loved. 
 And when they failed to find a purshaser, 
 Lest they should tlee to swamps, or Canada, 
 Were thrust into damp jails and bound in iron 
 To go in agony they knew not where. 
 
 Abdiel. These helpless suff 'rcrs from infernal hate 
 Between the ruling sections of the States 
 Did God forget and fail t' avenge their wrongs? 
 
 Ariel. I need not talk of retribution now ; 
 But slaves are free, and more than all the w^eallh 
 They ever earned has been destroyed by war. 
 Thousands of wealthy, honored Southern men 
 Have begged for bail to stay in their own homes, 
 When low-bred despots, proud of hate-born rule, 
 Arrested them with spiteful tyranny. 
 And tens of thousands, fearful of arrest, 
 Have dodged the hated "home guards" day and night, 
 Or slept in prisons, fed on prison fare. 
 Hundreds of thousands, men of ev'ry rank. 
 Left happy homes to sicken in the camps; 
 Or way-worn trudged through dank, malarious swamps; 
 Or pined in prison far from friends and home; 
 Or died by thousands battling with fierce foes. 
 
 Abdiel. Was this t' avenge the wrongs of sufT'rincc 
 
 o o & 
 
 slaves 
 On those who might have shielded them from harm ? 
 
 Ariel. I did not say so, but the white man's lot 
 Was not unlike what the sold slave's had been. 
 Such seeming retribution threatened all 
 Whose hate of Yankee meddling left their slaves 
 vSo unprotected by the civil law. 
 But there were some conspicuously known 
 Who suffered much from arbitrary pow'r. 
 Those times saw Henry Clay's beloved son 
 Dragged from his happy homo and family 
 
224 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 To the chief city of his native State, 
 
 And exiled in the care of hireling guards. 
 
 As many decent negroes oft had been ; 
 
 Saw her chief-justice flee to Canada, 
 
 As pious, sober slaves with haste had fled; 
 
 And the chief pastor of the proudest sect 
 
 Hasten away to dwell in Toronto; 
 
 Her loved ex-Governor, a Union man, 
 
 Dragged from his bed at night by armed men. 
 
 And hurried off to damp Fort La Fayette, 
 
 Deprived of all the decencies of life, 
 
 Thence carried to Fort Warren to reflect 
 
 On men who won the liberty he lost 
 
 For failing to appreciate and laugh 
 
 At obscene jokes from one whose will was fate. 
 
 So a slave trader might have shown dislike 
 
 Toward one too pure to relish his coarse wit. 
 
 Another Governor, who fought three years, 
 
 Commanding Union troops in active war, 
 
 Was exiled from his State into a wild, 
 
 And left to wander without purse or sword. 
 
 As destitute as any negro slave. 
 
 Fleeing from traders who bought human souls. 
 
 His grave offense was voting for his choice 
 
 Among the men who would be President. 
 
 I might proceed to tell of thousands more 
 
 Whose sufferings were such as negroes bore 
 
 As the result of lack of human law 
 
 To save them from unnecessary woes, 
 
 But I forbear to state more instances. 
 
 Undignified contentions now prevail 
 
 Between the Congress and the President. 
 
 While they contend about prerogatives 
 
 And how the conquered States shall be controlled, 
 
 The Southland suffers from the worst misrule 
 
 Bad negroes and worse white men can inflict. 
 
 Plantation government, by blacks or whites. 
 
 Was not considered half so villainous. 
 
 Ahdiel. Can there be retribution in the fact 
 That white men must endure misgovernment? 
 
IRON ON HIS LIMBS AND IN HIS SOUL. 225 
 
 Ariel. I did not say so. You ma^^ judge of that. 
 I said that he who ruled by their free choice 
 The noblest sons and daughters of their race 
 Is a vicarious suff 'rer for his class 
 And the proud people he was called to rule; 
 That this great man has borne indignities 
 And sufferings beyond comparison 
 With any borne by other Christian men. 
 A price was set upon his honored head; 
 He was accused of most atrocious crimes, 
 Was hounded through the land that honored him. 
 Mad millions loudly clamored for his blood, 
 And sung of hanging him upon a tree. 
 Chased through the forest paths of three great States, 
 Th' illustrious fugitive at dawn of day 
 Was torn from much loved family and friends, 
 And rudely hurried to the Chesapeake. 
 Fortress Monroe became his prison house, 
 Made strong by his own care in happier days. 
 There the meek invalid was doomed to wear 
 The iron fetters of despotic rule. 
 When the sick suff 'rer saw the manacles 
 And the rough men to fetter his weak limbs. 
 Astonishment almost suspended thought. 
 Soon indignation gave him such great strength 
 That men and shackles were thrown off with ease, 
 And manhood's majesty defiant stood 
 Proof against degradation by his foes. 
 Exhaustion followed effort. There he lay. 
 The helpless victim of infernal hate, 
 With iron on his limbs -and in his soul. 
 The tread of sentinels drove sleep away: 
 'No quiet moment visited his cell, 
 No secret corner hid from watchful eyes. 
 By day or night this modest gentleman. 
 Brave sentinels abhorred the cruel task 
 That made them seem like Gorgons or foul fiends, 
 With horrid looks converting men to stone. 
 The army surgeons in the name of God, 
 Humanity, and their great science plead 
 For one whose virtues had made them his friends 
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226 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Two years' subjection to tyrannic whims 
 Have failed to crush the patient sufferer. 
 He comes to-day demanding hberty 
 Or a fair trial through the courts of law. 
 They hold him still for trial. He gives bail. 
 He never will be tried. He's innocent. 
 No law condemns the victim of hell's hate, 
 So his worst enemies must now admit. 
 
 Ahdiel. If God avenged the wrongs of negro slaves 
 Upon the honored men of Southern States, 
 Did that excuse or justify the wrongs 
 Inflicted upon Davis and his friends, 
 And on the humbler millions of the South? 
 
 Ariel. No, no ! Stern retribution follows fast 
 In footsteps of wrong-doers of all grades: 
 Some in this life, more in the life to come. 
 
 Scene: Senate Chamber, Washington, D. C.,May 26, 18GS. Satan, 
 Mars, Mammon, Belus, Belial. 
 
 Satan. Comrades, the rulers of this continent 
 Have fallen upon most unhappy times. 
 Davis was hunted, captured, bound in iron. 
 Accused of crimes, confined two years, gave bail, 
 And then demanding trial was denied. 
 In Lincoln's hour of triumph he was shot, 
 Mourned by the men who were his enemies. 
 The Mexicans dethroned their emperor, 
 And doomed him to the penalty of death. 
 'Tis said that Johnson, who is now impeached, 
 Will be expelled from his high place to-day 
 By the rash men who rule to ruin here. 
 
 Belial. They've met their match in this their President. 
 I've watched my big-brained crony from his youth. 
 He seldom fails in what he undertakes. 
 
 Belus. What have these men against their President? 
 
 Mars. He was as rough and ready as themselves, 
 Able to comprehend their vicious schemes 
 And counteract the shrewdest of their plans. 
 
ALASKA PURCHASED. 227 
 
 At duty's call he vetoed their bad acts, 
 And turned ont Stanton from his cabinet. 
 He wished to rule the country four years more 
 And end unconstitutional misrule. 
 
 Mammon. He need not lose his office for a day : 
 If they hate Johnson, they love money more. 
 
 Satan. Halt, Mammon, and be careful how you talk ! 
 Most Senators may be quite sinful men 
 And like myself may glory in their deeds. 
 But hint not that such great men can be bought 
 
 Mammon. I dare not speak against your chosen friends? 
 But may assert that they have all grown rich. 
 The silly honesty of early times 
 Has long been numbered with the things that were. 
 
 Satan. Mammon, imprudence is your fault of late : 
 You tell our party secrets out of school. 
 While we await the Senate's action here, 
 Let us rehearse the history of these times. 
 The buying of Alaska was an act 
 To be remembered to the end of time. 
 But I shall watch for opportunities 
 For war between Great Britain and the States 
 About their frozen boundaries and trade. 
 
 Mammon. The grand old party we have served so well 
 Has proof of our devotion to its cause. 
 With Douglass, or with Bell for President 
 There could have been no war between the States. 
 We beat them by divisions in the ranks 
 Of the majorities opposed to us. 
 When we had beaten them, some kindly words 
 Would have hushed all the storms of discontent. 
 We spoke them not, but let the storm rage on. 
 To serve our faction and preserve its life 
 Has cost ten thousand millions in hard cash 
 And sent a million to untimely graves. 
 Was such a party cheap at such a price? 
 
228 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Satan. To us it was. We need its services 
 To curse the country to the end of time. 
 If dying it should cease to work our will, 
 Another like it never could arise 
 To secrete so much venom in its hate. 
 
 Ifars. Its miscreated, monstrous government 
 Of subjugated people in the South 
 By ten black Legislatures of ten States. 
 With lighter colored Governors to match 
 Five military rulers with their troops. 
 Over five districts under epaulettes, 
 Fifiteen coarse Congressmen to crown the whole^ 
 Is complicated, military, mixed, 
 Kaleidoscopic and yet quite unique. 
 Solon, Lycurgus, Numa, Draco, Laud 
 Could never have imagined such a scheme. 
 Stanton and Satan must have hatched it out. 
 Own up now, Satan, tell the truth for once. 
 
 Satan. What if we did? Who had a better right? 
 Seel see I the crowd! The Senate now adjourns. 
 Johnson's acquitted. Yes, he comes this wa}^, 
 With Evarts, Seward, Stanberry, and Chase. 
 Yonder is Butler, Stevens, Chandler, Wade, 
 Sumner, and Morrill, Sherman, Morton, Hoar. 
 
 Scene : Boston, Mass., November 12, 1872. Gabriel, Zepiion, Ab- 
 
 DIEL. 
 
 Zepiion. What means this burning mass of merchan- 
 dise, 
 This crumbling granite and this melting iron? 
 Here blazes eighty millions of heaped wealth 
 On threescore acres of rich Boston's ground ! 
 A year ago Chicago saw fierce flames 
 Consume two hundred millions at one time. 
 Spread over more than three square miles of land. 
 The great North-west has been so scorched by flames 
 That dweUings, factories, stores, merchandise. 
 Green, growing crops and rich, ripe, luscious fruits. 
 And even vegetables under ground 
 Have been devoured by the hungry heat. 
 
CORRUPTION OF STATESMEN. 229 
 
 I've seen it all and asked myself the while 
 
 Whether their boisterous glee and joyful shouts 
 
 O'er flames that blazed upon Atlanta's hills, 
 
 Or lit the skies o'er Georgia's villages. 
 
 Or gave unfading glory to the land 
 
 Where flows the Shenandoah's sparkling stream, 
 
 Has aught to do with these calamities? 
 
 Gabriel. 'Tis not for us to judge the sons of men, 
 Or pour out retribution on their heads. 
 I saw th' unseemly mirth of which you speak. 
 These blazes bring to mem'ry their olfense. 
 But kindle not in them a thought of guilt. 
 'Tis ours to aid all peoples in distress. 
 These troubled ones demand our hearty help. 
 
 Zophiel. Such losses industry will soon retrieve, 
 And enterprise convert them into gains. 
 But only grace can build good character 
 Amid the ruins by sin's cyclone made. 
 If States may swindle States and compacts break, 
 To profit by collective villainy. 
 Shrewd citizens will rulers imitate, 
 For fraudful States raise fraudful citizens. 
 Till rank corruption fills the land with fraud. 
 Wat'ring lean cattle just before they're weighed 
 Suggested wat'ring railroad stocks to sell, 
 And thus get two for one by a sly trick. 
 "Black Friday" gave slick scoundrelism wealth, 
 But covered the great business world with gloom. 
 Commercial ruin came from cornering gold, 
 But gave twelve millions to two swindling men. 
 Tweed and his comrades steal from rich New York 
 Uncounted millions, and insulting ask: 
 " What will you do about this trifling thing?" 
 
 Abdiel. But wor«e than this, " The Credit Mobilier ' 
 Taints the great Congressmen with basest fraud. 
 From sea to sea the railroad has been laid 
 On the crushed ruins of their characters. 
 And yet with brazen fronts they claim respect 
 Without a blush for their ill-gotten gains. 
 
230 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 So universal is corruption now 
 
 That thieves and swindlers most adroitly cling 
 
 To all departments of the government. 
 
 No methodistic honesty can shield, 
 
 Nor West Point lofty honor well protect 
 
 The President himself from the shrewd thieves. 
 
 They wind themselves into his confidence, 
 
 And cast the shadows of their crimes on him. 
 
 Gabriel. 'Tis sad to see so much dishonesty, 
 Such universal grabbing after gold ; 
 But I predicted this great greed for gain 
 When hatred seized the reins of government 
 And, spurning constitutional restraints, 
 Drove madly over all the rights of States. 
 
 Zephon. This wondrous country still grows rapidly 
 In spite of sins and gross mismanagement. 
 The broad Pacific ocean from afar 
 Sends geetings to th' Atlantic hour by hour, 
 And both stretch out strong arms of shining steel 
 To grasp hands over this broad continent. 
 Thirty-eight millions in their peaceful homes, 
 Under one flag in thirty-seven States 
 May bid defiance to their ev'ry foe. 
 The States are all once more in Congress halls, 
 With Senators and Eepresentatives. 
 The ruling faction, hoping to secure 
 By negro votes a longer lease of power, 
 Has made the blacks voters and citizens. 
 This gives more Congressmen to Southern States 
 Than they have ever had before the war. 
 These will be white men chosen by white men. 
 Pledged to support a white man's government 
 Over the negroes and their Northern friends. 
 What will the ghost of Sumner say to this? 
 And how will his live friends ward off* the force 
 Of the reaction of their boomerang? 
 
BOOK ELEVENTH. 
 
 Scene: Centennial Building, Philadelphia, Pa., May 10, 1676. Mr- 
 ciiAEL, Gabriel, Uzziel, Ithuriel, Raphael, Abdiel, Zo- 
 PHiEL, Ariel, Zadkiel, Israfiel, Azarias. 
 
 Michael. Comrades, with joy I meet you here to-day 
 Amid these works of nature and of art, 
 Gathered together out of many lands. 
 These signs of peace and progress call for thanks 
 To the great Giver of all perfect gifts. 
 
 All. " We give thee joyful thanks, most gracious Lord, 
 For all that thou has done for Adam's race 
 And for thy blessings lavished on this land ! " 
 
 Gabriel. The storms of war were lovv^'ring darkly round 
 When we beheld this youthful uation's birth. 
 We've watched it through a hundred years of growth, 
 And now see giant strength and wisdom joined 
 With beauty's blooming, glowing loveliness. 
 This exhibition well rewards our care. 
 While we await the coming multitude. 
 Please tell of great events of recent date. 
 
 Uzziel. England has paid for damages at sea 
 To the rich commerce of America 
 By war-ships that went out fi'om British ports, 
 C/f dollars fifteen millions and a half! 
 What would King George the Third have said to that? 
 England concedes to the United States 
 The channel boundary which they had claimed 
 Near to Vancouver's Isle and Fuca's Straits. 
 Grant wanted San Domingo's sunny isle, 
 But Sumner was the marplot of his plan. 
 
 Israfiel. Proud magnates of this lund by death laid low 
 Await the resurrection trumj^et's sound. 
 
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232 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Stevens and Stanton, Seward, Sumner, Chase, 
 
 Wilson and Greeley, Thomas Canby, Meade, 
 
 Brave Farragut, and matchless Eobert Lee — 
 
 All silently sleep now in quiet graves. 
 
 Unnoticed by the busy, bustling world. 
 
 Still this great country lives and flourishes, 
 
 The noblest nation in the universe. 
 
 Hark ! Martial music floats upon the air ! 
 
 Four thousand veterans escort their chief 
 
 And make the welkin ring with their huzzas. 
 
 Behold the living magnates of to-day ! 
 
 They come to act their parts in this grand scene ! 
 
 See the ambassadors of foreign lands. 
 
 The judges of earth's highest civil court. 
 
 The honored Governors of sovereign States 
 
 Great Senators and Eepresentatives, 
 
 Naval and military officers 
 
 Of highest rank and most successful deeds, 
 
 Distinguished visitors and citizens. 
 
 Thousands of women in their loveliness, 
 
 And gleeful childhood's artless innocence. 
 
 Who enter? 'Tis the modest President. 
 
 He takes his seat and at his side is seen 
 
 The Emperor and Empress of Brazil. 
 
 Music rings out! Th' enchanting notes are hushed. 
 
 Prayer lifts its voice — the suppliant prayers of all, 
 
 Ascend to heav'n from Matthew Simpson's lips. 
 
 . . . . Hear Whittier's hymn ! It sounds as if inspired. 
 
 To Hawley Welsh presents; and he to Grant 
 
 The grounds and buildings and their grand array. 
 
 Grant kindly welcomes all, and then declares 
 
 The exhibition open to the world. 
 
 Then with Brazil's great emj^eror to help. 
 
 Starts the grand engine that with giant force 
 
 Propels broad acres of machinery. 
 
 Scene: Pittsburg^ Pa., July, 1877. Chemosh, Satax, Moloch, 
 Baal, Mars, Mammon, Belial, Belus. 
 
 Satan. Comrades, what think you of those hellish 
 flames' 
 That on red wings soar upward toward the hcav'ns? 
 
WAR TAUGHT INCENDIARIES, 233 
 
 Baal. Their tow'ring grandeur fills mo with delight ! 
 
 Moloch. They promise flowing streams of human blood ! 
 
 Belus. I am reminded of old Babylon, 
 Tyre, Nineveh, Ecbatana, and Troy, 
 Long buried 'neath the ashes of their homes ! 
 
 Belial. I think of present pleasure in rough sport! 
 
 Mars. I ask for valiant legions to shoot down 
 The wretches who disturb the public peace ! 
 
 Mammon. I mourn such waste of so much precious 
 wealth I 
 
 Satan. Here is the "aristocracy of wealth," 
 And the "Democracy of numbers " too. 
 That Alexander Hamilton desired. 
 The aristocracy of wealth conspired 
 To cut down labors earnings ten per cent.. 
 Which meant less food, less clothing, and less fire 
 In the rough huts of squalid poverty, 
 That millionaires might faster heap their hoards. 
 The maddened toilers in the Southland, taught 
 By honored officers to light the torch. 
 Apply it now to Northern property. 
 See in those flames the red, rich, ripening fruits 
 Of Sherman's tactics, Hamilton's finance. 
 But this destruction is the poor man's loss; 
 The rich will make him pay the damages 
 In taxes, lower wages, higher rents. 
 More costly clothing, fire, food, furniture. 
 Less wealth must mean less comfort for the poor. 
 The rich can always buy what they desire. 
 
 Ghemosh. These railroad riots and destructive fires 
 Spend all their fury on the prosp'rous North ; 
 The long lines stretching southward are secure. 
 
 Baal. War taught the Northern workmen hoAV to burn 
 The property of men they do not love. 
 That lesson Southern men are slow to learn; 
 Even the negroes, though exhorted long 
 To burn up Southern property, refuse. 
 
234 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Mammon, you study questions of finance, 
 Please tell us whether capital's increase 
 Is detrimental to the lab'ring poor? 
 Whether the jDOor have any thing to gain 
 By the destruction of a rich man's wealth ? 
 
 Mammo7i. No; wealth's increase is gainful to all men, 
 And wealth's destruction subjects all to loss. 
 Some get an unfair portion of the gain, 
 And others share too largely in the loss. 
 The strife between labor and capital 
 Is ruinous to both, and ought to cease. 
 If either party grows dissatisfied, 
 Let operatives and machines work on 
 At such fair rates as a just court may fix. 
 Thus, without quarrels or the loss of time, 
 Production still proceeds to increase wealth. 
 Work the machines all day and all night long — 
 Three sets of operatives, each eight hours. 
 Overproduction never need be feared. 
 With free trade in the markets of the world. 
 If pubhc faith is pledged to certain men 
 For their j^rotection against foreigners. 
 Take off the tarift', lay a bounty on 
 T' indemnify confiding citizens. 
 Add the just bounty to the general tax. 
 Let the whole Union and each separate State 
 Pay their whole tax into one treasury. 
 From which the States or counties would draw out 
 An equal sum for ev'ry citizen. 
 The only other tax to be assessed 
 Would be by cities for their purposes. 
 To raise the money for that gen'ral tax, 
 Double the duty and the excise on 
 Tobacco and intoxicating drinks. 
 From ev'ry dollar of the capital 
 Of money-making trusts and syndicates. 
 And other corporations of the kind. 
 Collect three mills in each and every year. 
 Raise the deficiency from ca])ilal 
 Over one thousand dollars in amount. 
 
SAVJ<J THE MILLIONS FROM MILLIONAIRES. 235 
 
 Chemosh. But Avhat of State rights in a plan like thi«? 
 
 Mammon. The right of all to tax the capital 
 That hides itself from States in which 'twas earned 
 In the great cities where the wealthy live. 
 Amend the Constitution to that end. 
 
 Mars. Tell us what else the nation yet can do 
 To save its millions from its millionaires, 
 And thus avert the ruin that impends? 
 
 Mammon. With no taxation on the lab'ring poor 
 By tariff, excise, or to license trade. , 
 Tax heavily the filth, the wastefulness — 
 Disease and crime in alcoholic drinks 
 Till prohibition drives them out of use. 
 "Wash with soft soap at least three times a day 
 The mouths of minors who defile themselves 
 With snuff, tobacco, or with nicotine 
 In any of its varied, filthy forms. 
 Thus to the poor would soon be saved with case 
 Two hundred millions paid in tariffs now; 
 Eight hundred paid in bounties to the rich, 
 Because of tariffs on the things they make; 
 Eight hundred more from alcoholic drinks, 
 And full two hundred from tobacco saved. 
 Two billions yearly thus saved to the poor, 
 And a round billion taxed upon the rich, 
 Would make the poor grow richer ev'ry year 
 Without depriving wealth of luxuries 
 Or bringing one rich man to poverty. 
 To help the poor rise up in affluence, 
 Compel all children to attend the schools 
 From fifth or sixth up to their fourteenth year; 
 From fourteen to eighteen, to learn some trade. 
 Profession, calling, business, or pursuit. 
 Make vagabonds, tramps, vagrants, swindlers w^ork; 
 Convicted criminals keep well confined, 
 And give them food and clothes and constant toil. 
 
 Belial. Ho, Mammon ! you had better now turn saint. 
 Add exhortation, preaching, prayers, and smiles, 
 
236 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 And music to relieve their leisure hours. 
 
 Your money-mong'ring statesmanship would leave 
 
 No worthless character in all the land, 
 
 Nor one disciple of destruction's school. 
 
 If Satan does not keep close watch on you, 
 
 You'll turn the head of every devil here. 
 
 And then turn pastor of a thrifty Church 
 
 (An independent, liberal Church, of course) 
 
 Among the wealthy people of New York, 
 
 Chicago, Boston, Brooklyn, or Detroit. 
 
 But go on with your lecture on finance 
 
 Till Satan comes with more important work. 
 
 You could give lessons even to Jay Gould. 
 
 Azazel. Why not divide all wealth in equal parts 
 Among the people of a prosp'rous land? 
 
 Mammon. It would not stay divided for an hour: 
 The thrifty men could soon seize sev'ral shares, 
 The spendthrift hasten to be poor again. 
 'Twould clog the wheels of progress and destroy 
 The fruits of many years of industry. 
 
 Belus. But as the rich grow richer, and the poor 
 Still more dependent on machinery. 
 Will not the fate of Babylon and Eome 
 Descend upon a land of helpless slaves. 
 Dependent on a few with purse and sword ? 
 
 Serapis. These people boast of their intelligence: 
 So did old Egypt in her days of pow'r. 
 But basest of the nations she became. 
 
 Mars. They glory greatly in self-government; 
 But so did Athens, Sparta, Thebes, and Eome. 
 Wealth in few hands led to their overthrow ; 
 It purchased slaves and fawning sycophants, 
 But patriotic valor to defend 
 The failing fortunes of a sinking State 
 Was something wealthy rulers could not buy. 
 
 Mammon. This great republic had its destiny 
 In its strong hands for its own weal or woe. 
 
THE PRESIDENCY STOLEN. 237 
 
 It placed the yoke of hatred on its neck, 
 
 And used its strength to drag the car of war 
 
 Through gory fields to fame's enchanted grounds. 
 
 Peace came, and my shrewd minions seized the reins, 
 
 Gilded the yoke, and drove the nation on 
 
 To serve an aristocracy of wealth. 
 
 Of all the millions spent in hatred's war 
 
 One-half went to the purses of my friends. 
 
 One dollar in the public treasury. 
 
 Drawn by the tariff from the toiling poor, 
 
 Puts four into the pockets of the rich 
 
 In higher prices for protected goods. 
 
 'Tis said they now make merchandise of votes; 
 
 That one in four of voters is for sale, 
 
 That Legislatures sell themselves for gold, - 
 
 And senatorial honors can be bought. 
 
 'Tis said the presidency, if not sold, 
 
 Was hocus-pocused from th' elected man, 
 
 To keep the grand old party still in place 
 
 The nation's treasures to manipulate, 
 
 Strike freedom down and fan the fires of hate. 
 
 But let the truth be told. The non-elect 
 
 To whom the highest office in the world 
 
 Was given by the nation's great mishap 
 
 Was the best man, or rather the least bad. 
 
 Of the bad money party's chosen chief. 
 
 'Tis a great pity that a man no worse 
 
 Should have to bear his party's infamy. 
 
 Satan. Ho, Mammon ! You've grown wondrous wise 
 of late. 
 You're quite a statesman and philanthropist. 
 Why not to free trade and free public schools 
 Add free libraries, lectures lyceums. 
 Free fruit on all the road-ways of the world. 
 And dwellings free from sale for tax or debt? 
 Have done with your nonsensical debates ! 
 'Twas other business brought us here to-day. 
 What might be and what will be differ much. 
 With flames like these we'll fill this boasting land. 
 Society's great social pyramid 
 
238 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Grows broader at the l)ottom day by day, 
 
 And at the top richer and heavier. 
 
 By combinations, trusts, and syndicates, 
 
 And higher taritts to enrich the rich. 
 
 We'll heap up gilded greatness till the poor, 
 
 Crushed and despairing, overturn it all, 
 
 As did the French a century ago. 
 
 See you that Scotchman? Once he was quite poor; 
 
 But tariffs piled up riches at his feet 
 
 Until he buys an old, historic home, 
 
 In honest times giv'n by a grateful State 
 
 To show her love for a great general. 
 
 Pile on the tariff, let the trusts combine, 
 
 And such a princely fortune will be his 
 
 That he'll hobnob with princes in their realms, 
 
 And have proud statesmen share his toadying. 
 
 Let us away. Chicago claims our care. 
 
 Scene : Washington, D. C, December 5, 1S70. Ithueibl, Abdiel, 
 Zadkiel. On Carrenoj. 
 
 Ithurlel. 'Tis said that silver was demonetized 
 In such a quiet, underhanded way 
 That Senators and Eepresentatives 
 Could not learn when or why or how 'twas done, 
 But the effect was soon well understood. 
 Less currency took money from the poor 
 And gave it to their wealthy creditors, 
 While trade constricted, wilted, withered, shrunk. 
 But when the people learned what had been done, 
 They forced the emissaries of the rich 
 To issue silver currency again 
 In coins such as their honest fathers used. 
 
 Abdiel. When war was raging, paper currency 
 Was often borrowed by the government, 
 To be repaid in paper promises: 
 But when war ceased the shrewd old bond-holders 
 Demanded gold for paper promises ; 
 And politicians gave them all they asked. 
 Thus doubling all that debtors had to pay 
 And doubling the receij^ts of creditors. 
 
A STABLE CURRENCY. 239 
 
 Zadkiel. Millions of money known as trade, dollars, 
 Though they were largely over " standard weight," 
 Of more intrinsic worth than " standard coin," 
 Were in the people's hands, and when suppressed 
 Caused them the loss of twenty cents on each: 
 Thus have base sharpers filched from multitudes. 
 
 Ithuriel. So the great banking law gave to a few 
 Int'rest on bonds, on notes, deposits, drafts; 
 And left the people subject to the whims 
 Of six and thirty thousand selfish banks, 
 To lend them much or little, as they please, 
 T' expand or contract currency at will. 
 With naught to regulate their waywardness. 
 In speculative times they've funds to lend, 
 Exj^anding the expansion more and more ; 
 But when a crisis comes, as come it must. 
 They make the pressure more and more severe; 
 Sad borrowers, begging from door to door, 
 Find no relief from hopeless bankruptcy. 
 Far better would it be to separate 
 All banks and banking from the government. 
 They talk of an elastic currency — 
 'Tis flexible to make the bankers rich 
 At the expense of losing multitudes — 
 A currency to stretch in prosp'rous times. 
 And to contract when scarcity prevails. 
 
 Ahdiel. A stable currency is what men need, 
 Subject to no contraction nor control; 
 Enlarging as the people multiply, 
 And mines give up their silver and their gold. 
 This can be gained by banishing bank-notes, 
 And ev'ry form of currency but one, 
 That issued by the public treasury; 
 In notes of ev'ry various size required, 
 From hundred thousand dollars to half-dimes; 
 But never to exceed in its amount 
 Four times the money in the public vaults, 
 Nor fifty dollars for each citizen. 
 Backed by the specie and the government, 
 
240 THE AMEBIC AX EPIC. 
 
 These notes would pnss most current round the world. 
 
 Were any lost, 'twould be the nation's gain, 
 
 Nor would the wear of coin cause any loss. 
 
 To circulate this people's currency 
 
 Use it to pay exjK'nses, purchase bonds, 
 
 And satisfy all public creditors, 
 
 Et^plenishing the treasury with coin. 
 
 Scene: Elberon, Coast of New Jersey, September 19, ISSl. Ra- 
 phael, ISRAFIEL, ZaDKIEL, ZoPHIEL, ZePHON, AzARIAS. 
 
 Azarlas. The patient suff'rer is at last relieved. 
 Death, the deliverer, to his rescue came. 
 On him the healing art exhausted skill, 
 Trying in vain its choicest remedies. 
 
 Ariel. Affection's gushing sympathies on him 
 Lavished their kindest, tenderest ministries. 
 Mother, wife, children, multitudes of friends, 
 Yied ardently in fond devotedness. 
 
 Raphael. He was a model husband, father, son; 
 AYas much devoted to the sciences. 
 To art, to oratory, and to law; 
 And literary lore was his delight. 
 
 Tsrafiel. In arms and statesmanship he nad success, 
 And reached the highest station under heav'n. 
 
 Zadkiel. Th' assassin's bullet killed all enmities, 
 Turning his fiercest party foes to friends. 
 His agonizing pains struck censure dumb. ,. 
 
 Zophiel. The millions of a nation sore bereaved 
 Lament the loss of their chief magistrate, 
 And Europe's royalty in sympathy 
 Sends letters of condolence o'er the sea. 
 
 Zephon. Six months ago the Czar of Eussia fell, 
 A victim under an assassin's hand. 
 Thus despots have been slain in foreign lands 
 Through many 5^ears in mournful frequency. 
 But these self-governed people were exempt 
 From deeds of violence against their chiefs, 
 
MURDER THE HIGHWAY TO RENOWN. 241 
 
 Till old John Brown was made a model saint, 
 And murder was the highway to renown. 
 Such teachings tend to multiply Giteaus. 
 
 Zophiel. Death reaps rich harvests of distinguished 
 men 
 Without assassin's blades or mi nnie balls. 
 
 Zephon. Death's doings need not be reported here 
 To prove assassination's uselessness; 
 But if you will add Morton, Hooker, Black, 
 Brave Custer, Chandler, Phillips, Carpenter, 
 With thousands killed by Scio's earthquake shock; 
 But give your highest honors to the names 
 Of Bryant and Longfellow, sons of song, 
 Whose rhymes ring grandly through the universe. 
 
 Scene: Concord, Mass., 4 P.M., April 30, 1882. Ariel, Raphiel. 
 The Burial of Ralph Waldo Emerson. 
 
 Ariel. The length'ning shadows of this April day 
 Fall mournfully upon an open grave 
 Where soon shall rest the honored form of one 
 Whose death sends sadness to ten thousand homes. 
 To bury him, behold what hundreds come 
 Of Boston's literati and elite^ 
 With eloquent orations, solemn songs, 
 A tender sonnet, poetry sublime. 
 Inspired Scripture, fervent prayers to God, 
 Spring's fairest flowers, her greenest laurel wreaths. 
 
 Raphael. He had hereditary genius, wit, 
 Gentility, refinement, and good taste. 
 Learning, philosophy, and poetry 
 Unitedly twined honors round his brow. 
 Graceful and honest, his mild manners won 
 Respectful admiration from mankind. 
 Admiring thousands followed where he led, 
 And, fascinated, copied his defects. 
 His brief, concise, unfinished epigrams 
 Gave them a halting, stumbling, hitchy style. 
 In which t' express his nebulous conceits, 
 And throw obscurity round what he taught. 
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242 
 
 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC, 
 
 His "nature," "spirit," "soul," and "over-soul" 
 
 To them meant pantheism undisg^uised^ 
 
 Or inspiration of the Quaker sort, 
 
 Or Swedenborgian dreamy mysticism. 
 
 Leading away from Christ, from God, from heav'n 
 
 Toward ill-defined and va^'ue uncertainties. 
 
 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. 
 
 Better for him and his wise followers 
 The iron creed which his forefathers held; 
 But better still the truth of God as taught 
 By the Eedeemer of the human race. 
 Here is firm footing; here is solid ground 
 On which the humblest of his children build 
 The principles of sound morality 
 
REPLY TO AGNOSTICS. 243 
 
 And glorious hopes of endless blessedness. 
 
 O God, in thy great goodness, give the learned 
 
 These blessings lavished on the ignorant ! 
 
 Scene: Baltimore, Md., 1885. Mdhodisi Centennial Conference. Ra- 
 phael, Ariel, Zephon. Theology. 
 
 Ariel. What brings these thoughtful, prayerful people 
 out? 
 
 Zephon. They come to celebrate th' important day 
 That gave this nation its first bishop here, 
 And organized its purest, strongest Church. 
 A hundred years have set the seal of God 
 On their devotion to his sacred cause. 
 
 Ariel. What say these men to those misguided ones 
 Who in their hard hearts say : " There is no God? " 
 
 Zephon. When pressed by such, they modestly reply: 
 " Whence came this universe of wondrous worlds, 
 The marshalled legions of a countless host. 
 Marching in majesty, with tireless step. 
 In glory and in grandeur through the skies? 
 How was the gay and gladsome world attired 
 With sparkling gems and robes magnificent, 
 The embodiment of beauteous loveliness. 
 As if to claim th' admiring love of heav'n? 
 Whence conscious life in all its varied forms, 
 Its grand gradations, its mysterious force? 
 And man the worshiper ? whence his desire 
 To trust and to adore, if there's no God? 
 Whence his astonishing perceptive pow'rs, 
 His quick and lively sensibilities. 
 His lofty reason, his potential will. 
 If there's no God in all the universe? 
 What is eternal, if it is not God? 
 What are the leading links in the long chain 
 Of secondary causes ? " The reckless. 
 Vain agnostic proudly says he knows not, 
 And, sneering, says he does not want to know. 
 Perhaps he fears a rival on the throne 
 Where self receives the homage of his heart, 
 And hence concludes to know no other god. 
 
244 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Raphael. But a wise scientist must know it all, 
 Or seek to know it all, and teach it too. 
 
 Zephon. "A fev'rish mass of phosphorated brain," 
 He says, " spins, spider-like, a misty web 
 Of philosophic thoughts of evolution." 
 What he calls evolution he asserts 
 Makes lifeless law by dull, dead force evolve; 
 "Hot, hissing, blazing, embryonic globes" 
 " Evolved from yielding luminiferous ether," 
 Or from "primordial hj^drogen, molded 
 In some atomic vortex " deep and wide. 
 Whence came the ether or the hydrogen 
 Our wise men do not condescend to tell. 
 But evolution hardens those hot globes 
 To rocks, to metals, or to ocean's bed ; 
 " Decomposition clothes their surfaces 
 With soil or water, and the sun gives warmth," 
 "Atoms infinitesimal" become 
 The "protoplastic germs of quick'ning life" 
 No microscopic glass has yet revealed. 
 Ten thousand ages pass, and these become 
 Distinctly " animalcules." Then slowly 
 Through interminable centuries in 
 Leisurely succession, wriggling into 
 Being, come " maggots, worms, minnows, monkeys," 
 And even great philosophers themselves, 
 As evolution's last, completest work. 
 
 Ariel. In forty weeks God's providence evolves 
 From one infinitesimal live germ 
 The various metamorphosis required 
 To make a full-fledged infant scientist. 
 
 Zephon. Yes, that is true, but hear the argument : 
 " This evolution of all things," they say, 
 " Proceeds from natural, unchanging law. 
 Inherent in unliving or dead force 
 That in unconscious or dead matter dwells. 
 How could a changeless and unvarying law 
 Cause variations in its own effects? 
 
LIFE COMES FROM LIFE. 24:5 
 
 According to this fiincied theory, 
 At ev'ry step of evolution's march 
 Through ages past resistless law cried, "Stoj)I" 
 And evolution had no pow'r t' evolve. 
 Immutability must ever be 
 Omnipotent, in an unliving law. 
 Forbidding progress and preventing change. 
 Under the rigid reign of changeless law 
 Eternal fires through nature's boundless realm, 
 If kindled once, must ever burn and blaze. 
 If burning globes were formed, unvarying 
 Law would bid them burn forever. Lifeless, 
 Unchanging law would, in a lifeless world, 
 Eternize lifelessness and death enthrone. 
 
 Raphael. All law implies a maker of the law, 
 Authority, intelligence, and will 
 To modify, suspend, enforce, repeal. 
 This theory still lacks the Christian's God 
 To give and to administer its law ; 
 But needs him most to make its universe, 
 And people it with living worshipers. 
 
 Zephon. Unliving law, inherent in dead force, 
 Could never from dead substance life evolve, 
 Nor from unconscious nothingness evoke 
 A living, conscious, active intellect. 
 Life comes from life, comes from the life Divine — 
 Life unoriginated, underived, 
 Eternal, self-existent, infinite ! 
 Without whom nothing did or could exist. 
 Eeceive in faith this great foundation fact. 
 And they may build what theories they please. 
 They are but thoughts. They may be true or false. 
 Take, if they must, a past eternity 
 For evolution under changeless law ; 
 But drive not God out of his universe, 
 The God who made it and pronounced it good. . 
 Think of that period in the distant past 
 When only God tilled all immensity. 
 
246 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 He, the sole Self-existence, the I Am, 
 
 No atom, force, law, motive, purpose, plan, 
 
 Nor possibility but in himself 
 
 Then of, and by, and for himself alone, 
 
 Creation's mighty fabric was produced. 
 
 For of him, to him, through him are all things. 
 
 He was the All ! He now exists in all, 
 
 Yet quite distinct from all created things. 
 
 He still supports and governs what he made. 
 
 He is the Father. All depend on him. 
 
 His arms embrace them and his pow'r protects. 
 
 Pervading space, filling immensity, 
 
 His awful voice has frequently been heard, 
 
 His pow'rful j)resence ev'rywhere is felt, 
 
 Yet nowhere seen by any eye of man ; 
 
 For no man hath at any time seen God. 
 
 No man hath seen him, nor can any man 
 
 Behold the omnipresence of the Lord. 
 
 Too broad for human sight, ubiquity 
 
 Defies all finite pow'r his form to scan. 
 
 No creature is ubiquitous. Give one 
 
 The speed of thought and perfect holiness 
 
 Attracting him to the Most Holy One; 
 
 Of omnipresence, what could he perceive? 
 
 Only so much as might be manifest 
 
 At one small point in universal space. 
 
 In one brief moment of fast fleeting time. 
 
 The infinite beyond remains unseen. 
 
 A natural impossibility 
 
 Denies to sight divine ubiquity. 
 
 Raphael. But have not men seen and conversed with 
 God? 
 
 Zephon. Yes, God, the Son, hath often talked with men; 
 Adorned their feasts with his loved countenance; 
 Eevealed himself to Adam, Abel, Cain, 
 Seth, Enoch, Noah, Abraham, and Job, 
 To Isaac, Jacob, Moses, Joshua, 
 And man3^ other saints of ancient times. 
 Yes, his delights were v/ith the sons of men. 
 
MANIFESTED DEITY, 241 
 
 'Twas he became incarnate, wore the flesh, 
 
 And shed his blood to save a sinful race. 
 
 He conquered Satan, death, and left the grave, 
 
 To reign till ev'ry foe shall be subdued. 
 
 'Tis He in his humanity shall judge 
 
 The countless millions of angelic hosts, 
 
 And men in his eternal likeness mad 3, 
 
 In glorified humanity enthroned, 
 
 Shall rule in righteousness the universe, 
 
 Through all the cycles of eternity. 
 
 Raphael. And does the Holy Ghost reveal himself 
 To sight as well as to the throbbing heart? 
 
 Zephon. The Holy Spirit manifests himself 
 In dove-like hoverings of lambent flame. 
 So he was seen by Moses on the Mount 
 Of Horeb, when the bush burned unconsumed; 
 And upon Sinai, when the projjhet's face 
 Bore off its borrowed bi'ightness to the camp. 
 Isaiah beheld him when the triune God, 
 Throned in the temple, sent him to his work. 
 When at the baptism of the Son of God 
 The Holy Ghost descended on his head, 
 'Twas in a glorious, dove-hke form he came. 
 At. Pentecost in cloven tongues of fire. 
 On apostolic heads his brightness shone. 
 Thus, while ubiquity's too vast for sight, 
 The unembodied Father is not seen. 
 But Deity is manifested by 
 Th' eternal Son and by the Holy Ghost. 
 Doubtless the Son in human form divine. 
 The Holy Ghost in dazzling glory briglit, 
 Did manifest supreme Divinity 
 From the first moment when created light 
 Made motion, form, and color visible. 
 
 Ariel. Are there not some who still deny the Son 
 The worship due to his most honored name. 
 And say the Holy Ghost is not divine, 
 And call triunity irrational? 
 
248 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 Zephon. There are, but Christ ckiimcd worship and 
 The adoration of inspired men. [received 
 
 He's an impostor if He's not divine; 
 Triunity is not irrational; 
 We reason from the known to the unknown. 
 Nature abounds in things that are triune. 
 In God's own image man was made triune; 
 He craves companionship and pines away 
 If left with none to banish loneHness. 
 Yet Arians leave their unitarian God 
 Through all the cycles of eternity 
 That passed before the universe was made, 
 Self-doomed to solitary loneliness. 
 They make immensity his prison-house, 
 With none to share the horrors of his fate. 
 They own that God is love, but love requires 
 An object, its affection to receive. 
 Love passes over to the object loved. 
 What was there for a unitarian God 
 To lavish love upon before the dawn 
 That ushered in creation's natal day? 
 He of necessity must then have been 
 A God of uncompanioned solitude. 
 In isolated selfishness enthroned. 
 Not so the Christian's God reveals himself! 
 Our God is love. Triunity in him 
 Ineffably unites loving and loved 
 In infinitely joyful fellowship. 
 Three real persons most distinctively; 
 Yet in their nature, essence, substance, one. 
 Alike, eternal, good, immutable, 
 Omnipotent, omniscient, holy, just. 
 Their omnipresence through the realms of space 
 Necessitates eternal unity 
 In the divine, the purely spiritual. 
 Our God is love. Compassion for the lost 
 Gave the divine, eternal Son to die, 
 Eederaption to provide for Adam's race. 
 He through the ages calls his ransomed home. 
 Man's access to the Fathers through the Son 
 Ey the felt power of the Holy Ghost. 
 
EVENTS MUST BE AS FOREKNOWN. 249 
 
 Ariel. Some men assert that from eternity 
 God did most freely and unchangeably 
 Wisely ordain whatever comes to pass; 
 That all events in him originate, 
 All destinies depend on his decrees, 
 Established ere he made the universe; 
 That one cannot be added to the saved, 
 Nor one diminished from the number lost. 
 They say contingencies, if once allowed, 
 Might overturn his righteous government, 
 Dethrone the Lord, and wreck the universe. 
 
 Zephon. He has not so revealed himself to us. 
 God does not ordain all that comes to pass. 
 Sin comes to pass which he could not ordain, 
 For he prohibits sin and threatens death 
 To all who violate his righteous law. 
 He has no secret will to set aside 
 The teachings of his own inspired word. 
 The sovereignty of God is absolute, 
 His universe is under his control. 
 His wisdom and his power are limitless. 
 By his degree angels and men exist, 
 Created free to freely serve their God. 
 Unfettered, finite freedom's loftiest flight 
 Falls far below th' encircling infinite. 
 
 Ariel. They say if he does not ordain, he knows 
 And that foreknowledge certainly implies 
 Fore-ordination by the all-wise God. 
 
 Zephon. T^ot so. Fore-ordination is the cause 
 Of all that ever has been fore-ordained; 
 Fore-ordination causes the thing known, 
 Eut knowledge causes not. 'Tis what's foreknown 
 Causes the knowledge and must govern it, 
 But tho' foreknowledge does not cause what's known, 
 The absolute foreknowledge of events 
 Implies the certainty of what is known. 
 Because the Lord can never be deceived. 
 Th' event will be as certainly foreknown. 
 All that depends on human liberty 
 
250 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC. 
 
 Can only as contino-oncicrt be known, 
 
 Uncertainty of action must forbid 
 
 All certainty of knowledge of the act. 
 
 Contingent, as they were, on human wills, 
 
 There was not any thing to know till man 
 
 Freely determined what that thing should be. 
 
 And the same man might freely change again 
 
 From evil unto good, or bad to worse. 
 
 God knows all things precisely as they are; 
 
 His knowledge is exact and accurate. 
 
 Some things he knows as fore-ordained by him 
 
 Before the race of man began to be. 
 
 Of these his knowledge is most absolute. 
 
 Such was his purpose to create mankind 
 
 With freedom to obey or disobey. 
 
 Such is redemption's glorious mystery. 
 
 The gen'ral judgment, the triumphal reign 
 
 Of our great Saviour over all his foes, 
 
 And the enthronement of his honored saints, 
 
 With him in glory through eternity. 
 
 Some great events were fore-ordained and known 
 
 For years before they actually took place. 
 
 Such was the deluge. Such was Israel's march 
 
 From Egypt to the glorious promised land, 
 
 And Judah's from the plains of Babylon, 
 
 When sent by Cyrus, the "Elect of God." 
 
 But many things vyere as contingent known. 
 
 Because dependent on free agency. 
 
 So " God repented that he had made man 
 
 When man had sinned and grieved him at his heart." 
 
 To Israel made his " breach of promise known," 
 
 And let them perish in the wilderness. 
 
 So disobedient Saul was doomed to death. 
 
 So David's sin brought punishment and grief: 
 
 His penitence found mercy with the Lord. 
 
 So Hezekiah's life was lengthened out. 
 
 And Nineveh's destruction was postponed. 
 
 So Judas fell from his apostleship 
 
 To depths of degradation and despair. 
 
 While humble Peter's penitential tears 
 
 Obtained forgiveness from his loving Lord. 
 
OVIi GOD IS FREE, 251 
 
 Raphael Thus cv'ry sinner who has been forgiv'n 
 Illustrates the great principle involved. 
 God changes not. Ho ever is the same, 
 Nor does he change his purposes or plans. 
 But when men change, he gladly welcomes them 
 With changed relations toward his government. 
 When men with gracious freedom turn from sin 
 To seek salvation'through the Saviour's Ijlood, 
 Then God beholds his ransomed with delight, 
 W^elcomes the prodigal in loving arms, 
 And says the dead's alive, the lost is found. 
 He knew them once as sinners doomed to death; 
 He knows them now as heirs of endless life. 
 
 Zephon. God the immutable can never change, 
 But his foreknowledge of contingencies, 
 His knowing all things as they really are. 
 His unrestricted freedom from control 
 Provides for mercy through atoning blood 
 And leaves him free to show that God is love. 
 Love from the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 
 Brings to the penitent from Calvary 
 Grace, mercy, peace, and everlasting life, 
 While justice, holiness, and truth approve. 
 
 Raphael Our God is free ! ^ Most absolutely free! 
 No mythologic fate is over him. 
 Nor is he chained to an " Eternal Now" 
 Forbidding action and restraining love; 
 Nor, as a false philosophy asserts, 
 Is a concatenation of events 
 Held in his hand to help him govern worlds. 
 Lest they escape beyond his wise control. 
 Nor did he from eternity enact 
 Augustine's and John Calvin's stern decrees, 
 Ordaining whatsoever comes to pass. 
 Forbidding hope to millions ere they lived. 
 And dooming little infants to be damned. 
 Fore-ordination binds not loving hands, 
 Foreknowledge fetters not the Saviour's feet. 
 Omniscience does not drive omnipotence 
 
252 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 To the performance of a task prescribed. 
 No bondage to eternal prescience 
 Forbids eternal love to save mankind. 
 No despot attribute's resistless force 
 Withholds from men the saving grace of God. 
 He freely governs those whom he made free. 
 His knowledge of contingencies is such 
 That by his all-wise, comprehensive plan 
 Man's finite freedom through its grand career 
 Is unobstructed by the infinite. 
 The freedom of the infinite provides 
 For all emergencies that can arise 
 From finite freedom's largest liberty. 
 Most freely in his own free government 
 Over the free, in his free likeness made, 
 Divinely free the mighty sovereign rules! 
 
BOOK TWELFTH. 
 
 Scene: Washington, March 4, 1S85, at the Capitol Abdiel, Zo 
 
 PHIEL, ISRAFIEL. 
 
 Ahdiel A nation changes rulers here to-day. 
 The party that was dominant goes out, 
 Producing scarce a ripple on the stream 
 Of its unequaled grand prosperity. 
 
 Zophiel Great Washington's completed monument 
 Looks down on the new ruler as he takes 
 The solemn oath that binds a President 
 The Constitution and the laws t' obey, 
 Support, enforce, and rightfully maintain. 
 But Washington's example wields a force 
 More potent than laws, oaths, or penalties 
 To lead successors into rightful paths. 
 
 Israfiel. Short-sighted men imagine that they see 
 Impending ruin, like an avalanche. 
 Descending and o'erwhelming this fair land, 
 Whenever their own party's overthrown. 
 The party falls, the country flourishes; 
 It thrives and gladdens in the smile of God 
 In spite of all the tricks of selfishness. 
 The gifts of God enrich a prosp'rous land, 
 And make it an example to the world. 
 Thrift, enterprise, invention, science, art 
 Unveil the treasures that have been long hid 
 In air, in earth, in waters, and in mines. 
 Until, o'er rivers bridged, through mountains drilled. 
 Trade heaps up treasures brought from ev'ry land. 
 And opens avenues from shore to shore 
 Till the Pacific "hears" the Atlantic "roar." 
 
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 YOSEMITE FALLS. 
 
NEVADA FALL. 
 
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256 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Ahdiel. But is there nothing gained by all the strifes 
 Of noisy parties seeking offices? 
 Does all the waste of time, of money, zeal 
 By politicians bring no lasting good? 
 
 Israfiel. In a free government the watchfulness 
 Of parties over parties serves to check 
 Extravagance and rashness, and detect 
 Dishonesty among the men who rule. 
 The " ins " are temj^ted to lay hold upon 
 The treasures that are under their control ; 
 The '■ outs," though not more honest, are inclined 
 To publish and expose the plunderers, 
 And hasten to eject from office those 
 Whose hands have robbed the public treasury. 
 This selfish watchfulness results in good. 
 
 ZophieL Between the parties of the present time 
 The tariff has been cause of much dispute, 
 But the protected classes are too strong 
 To loose their hold upon their victims yet. 
 Hundreds of millions of ill-gotten gains 
 Serve well to gain a thousand millions more 
 T' enrich the rich, and make the poor more poor. 
 
 Ahdiel. This new administration promises 
 Reform in civil service, and much else 
 That tends toward honesty and uprightness. 
 But when did office-seekers prove sincere? 
 The hatreds of the sections Cleveland hates, 
 He will encourage unity and love; 
 Will know no North, nor East, nor West, nor South, 
 But one broad banner waving over all 
 The dwellers in the country that he loves. 
 
 ZophieL From statesmen let us turn our thoughts 
 away 
 To those who subjugate to man's control 
 The broad domains of nature's untrod realms. 
 The telephone, by mute electric force. 
 Conveys the human voice hundreds of miles 
 On paths of wire to seek the list'ning ear. 
 
FUNERAL OF GRANT. 257 
 
 The phonograph catches the life-like tones, 
 
 Imprisons them so that they may be heard 
 
 In song, or speech, or cheerful dialogue 
 
 Through days, months, years, or centuries to come. 
 
 Electric lights drive darkness far away 
 
 From streets, from dwellings, churches, halls or shops, 
 
 Kindling bright sunshine in the darkest nights. 
 
 Electric motors easily propel 
 
 Swift gliding cars, or drive machinery. 
 
 From depths profound come gas to light the towns. 
 
 Smelt ores, make glass, cook food, and warm the homes 
 
 Of millions in the cities of the land. 
 
 How wonderfully blest of God are those 
 
 Who claim this country for their dwelling-place! 
 
 Cleveland and Hendricks, walking, come this way. 
 
 Scene: Riverside Park, Overlooling Ihidson River and Kcu) York 
 CUy, August 8, 1SS5. Uzziel, Ithuriel, Zadkiel. 
 
 Uzzlel. What means that solemn, mournful cavalcade, 
 Inspiring awe along the crowded streets. 
 Awakening grief in millions of sad hearts. 
 And sending sorrow through a w^eeping w^orld ? 
 
 Ithuriel. It is the obsequies of General Grant 
 That drape in mourning all the eye can see, 
 Hushing to stillness all irreverent sounds. 
 The soldiers that he led to victory 
 Are moving slowly toward their hero's grave, 
 And the great gen'rals against whom he fought 
 Pay willing honors to their conqueror. 
 They come like true, brave brothers of the brave, 
 To honor and lament their countryman. 
 And pledge themselves to gallantly defend 
 The union of the country that he loved. 
 Henceforth the hatreds of the sections lie 
 Forever buried in the grave of Grant. 
 Men of all sections see in his career 
 Inspiring lessons, as they fondly turn 
 To boyhood's ventures, manhood's first success 
 Upon the battle-fields of Mexico ; 
 The trials of his life till Donelson 
 
 17 
 
258 THE AMEBIC AN EPIC. 
 
 Gave to his name the charm of victory; 
 The rapid strides by whi(^h ho rose to povv'r, 
 The honest struggles of the President 
 To stem corruption's overwhehning tide, 
 The true Eepublican in foreign courts, 
 The honest victim of a sharper's tricks, 
 Toiling with failing strength to pay his debts 
 And make provision for a widow's wants; 
 The long, brave battle with disease and death, 
 The patriot's love for his whole native land, 
 Give Grant the tribute of a nation's tears, 
 A place within all memories and hearts. 
 As his old comrades lay him in the grave. 
 
 Zadkiel. Behold the peaceful heroes as they come! 
 Hancock superbly leads the solemn pomp, 
 Conducting the great chief to glory's grave. 
 Followed by those who knew and loved him best — 
 Fond, faithful mourners of his household band; 
 'i'hen as pall-bearers, Sherman, Sheridan, 
 Loga'n, Jones, Porter, Eowan, Boutwell, Hoyt, 
 Childs, Drexell, and two mourning gentlemen 
 Who wore the gray when armies bravely fought; 
 Johnston and Buckner, with sincere respect. 
 Join their old enemies to honor Grant, 
 And mingle tears with Union veterans. 
 Who crowd by thousands round their hero's tomb. 
 
 Scene: House of Representatives, Washington, D. C, G P.M., October 
 1, 1S90. Michael, Gabeiel. 
 
 Michael. Comrade, we've watched the glorious destiny 
 Of this great people more than sixscore years. 
 We've seen weak colonies become great States, 
 With thirty times the number that rose up 
 To Protest against British tyranny. 
 Sixty-three millions under one grand flag 
 Defy the power of a world in arms. 
 We've seen the expansion of their peaceful rule 
 From Mexico's warm Gulf to arctic seas. 
 All climates, soils, mines, waters now combine 
 To pay their tribute to these mighty States. 
 
259 
 
 What can a nation need that this has not? 
 
 Peace and prosperity with magic force 
 
 Shall draw the people of this continent 
 
 Till in an equal union bound by love 
 
 All parts of this vast hemisphere unite. 
 
 Yes, from the northern to the southern pole 
 
 And from the centers of surrounding seas 
 
 The stars and stripes of freedom soon shall float. 
 
 Gabriel, Your vision of the future is sublime. 
 It may be realized in years to come 
 If Satan does not triumph over man. 
 But we have witnessed his malign control 
 Of millions thirsting for each other's blood, 
 Till nothing seems impossible or hard 
 To bo accomplished by this foe of man. 
 
 Michael. AYhat are his latest shemes to overturn 
 This blessed home of human happiness? 
 
 ^ XT A.^, rushing forward. 
 
 Satan. Michael, I'm here to answer for myself, 
 And hurl defiance at your heav'nly hosts. 
 I claim this world as mine. Its Prince ! Its God I 
 O'er its proud millions I still reign supreme. 
 What right have you to prowl through my domains, 
 Skulking in these high places where I rule? 
 You ask what are my latest schemes and plans? 
 Know then that I veil not my grand designs, 
 But boldly execute my sovereign will 
 Before the faces of my enemies. 
 I have for servants mighty ones of earth, 
 Who stop at nothing when I lead them on, 
 As witness Eeed, McKinley, Lodge, and Quay. 
 With such as those to back me I am bold. 
 
 Michael. Satan, I've heard before your boastful words 
 And witnessed your malignant practices. 
 You would dethrone th' Almighty if you could, 
 And on the ruins of his universe 
 Erect 'mid dismal horrors j^our dark throne. 
 But chains of darkness limit your career; 
 
260 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Omnipotence restrains malignity. 
 
 You have not power to work your wicked will. 
 
 Forbear, bravado, lest by wrath divine 
 
 To outer darkness you should be consigned. 
 
 Satan. Michael, I laugh to scorn your silly threat. 
 Malevolence, forgetful of all dread. 
 Impels me on to triumph over men; 
 And proudly, grandly I disdain to fear 
 All possibihties of punishment 
 Or unknown horrors of most dismal fate. 
 Know then that Europe's nihilistic bands 
 I'll move by desperate, destructive deeds 
 To overwhelm this land in anarchy. 
 By socialistic communists I'll drive 
 Away life's gentle. Christian courtesies 
 And undermine domestic blessedness; 
 Banish all Sabbath laws and Sabbath rest, 
 And fill the holy day with revelry. 
 Bragging the toil-worn laborer from his homo, 
 His Church, and life's most sacred sanctities. 
 I'll move Eome's zealous priests to strike the schools 
 Where patriotic Christian men unite 
 To banish bigotry's malign control 
 And teach the young to walk in wisdom's ways. 
 The demagogues of this free land shall move 
 To place the children under the control 
 Of princes of a dethroned despot's court. 
 Yes, your republicans shall bow around 
 The thrones of haughty red clad cardinals 
 And give them money to enthrone again 
 Eome's cast-off tyrant on her seven hills. 
 
 Michael. Satan, the decent people of this land 
 Will hang your anarchists and nihilists. 
 They'll make your communists behave themselves 
 Or limit socialism to prison bounds. 
 The public schools, time-tested and approved 
 Will be sustained in spite of ev'ry foe. 
 Americans may mumble Latin prayers 
 And toady round the slaves of priestly rule, 
 
ALCOHOLIC Dh'TNK. 261 
 
 With loss and harm to no one but themselves. 
 Satan, you are the sland'rer of mankind: 
 "Accuser of the brethren" is your name. 
 Why throw suspicion upon Catholics ? 
 Carroll, of CarroUton, with patriot zeal, 
 Stood by his country in her hour of need. 
 Taney and Emmett were bold Democrats, 
 Upholding Jeffersonian principles. 
 If you seduce their co-religionists, 
 And show through them your ugly, cloven foot, 
 To trample upon sacred human rights, 
 As you have often done in other lands, 
 Your dupes will hear indignant thunders roll, 
 And feel the flashes of the people's wrath. 
 
 Satan. Your optimistic views of human life 
 Throw their red rose tints over this fair land. 
 Indulge them while you can. It suits me well 
 To hear of your high hopes. I'll blast them all 
 And rule to ruin your most hopeful pets. 
 Another means of ruining the race 
 Is by the tyranny of appetite. 
 By votes of silly negroes and the scum 
 Of Europe's pauper hordes and criminals 
 I'll fasten on this country the vile trade 
 In filthy liquors, that sends to the grave 
 Eight hundred thousand victims in ten years; 
 That fills asylums with mad lunatics. 
 Crowds jails and prisons, packs the poor-houses, 
 Sends misery to twelve hundred thousand homes, 
 Hangs ripened fruits of crime on gallows trees, 
 And fills the land with deeds of violence. 
 Nay, more, to prove to you that I still rule, 
 Grave judges, Senators, and Governors 
 Shall be degraded victims of strong drink; 
 Shall drag their lofty honors through the filth 
 Of pot-house politics, to lead the hosts 
 That trample on all law in hot pursuit 
 Of public plunder and illicit gain. 
 
 Michael. Satan, the happy people of this land 
 Have grown familiar with your villainy. 
 
262 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Soon they will be too wise to vote for such 
 
 As you would elevate to seats of pow'r. 
 
 The accursed traffic by which men get drunk 
 
 Will be prohibited and have to cease. 
 
 This old device of yours against mankind 
 
 Has slain its millions, may slay millions more, 
 
 But men Avill not forever be deceived. 
 
 The trade is doomed; 'twill be prohibited. 
 
 Go, braggart, seek for plans you have not tried. 
 
 Satan. Michael, you are the braggart. I prevail 
 In every conflict with the hateful race. 
 In spite of all the teachings of all time 
 And all the heavenly help that they receive 
 The sons of Adam will be drunkards still. 
 Hereditary appetite's too strong for law. 
 Too strong for will, for conscience to control, 
 Will make them slaves to poisonous alcohoL 
 The hatreds of strong parties I've inflamed, 
 Hoping to see a furious civil war, 
 With ev'ry voting place a battle-field. 
 The party that made voters of the slaves 
 Are sadly disappointed when they see 
 Blacks represented by the men they hate. 
 They know that large majorities of whites 
 Yote solidly against them ev'ry time. 
 Their only hope of carrying "close States" 
 Is based upon the solid negro vote. 
 New York, New Jersey, and Connecticut, 
 Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, 
 Theirs only by the grace of colored men. 
 Will soon to them most hopelessly be lost. 
 Hence they are desp'rate to gain Southern States. 
 They'll have them if they have to fight for them. 
 Hence an election force ])ill is proposed. 
 A host of saucy, meddhng officers 
 Are to attend at ev'ry voting place 
 To keep the meddling party still in pow'r. 
 The President's appointees are t' appoint 
 These officers to teach men how to vote, 
 And how to skillfully manipulate 
 
THE RACE QUESTION SETTLED. 2G3 
 
 Compliant, rascally " returning boards." 
 
 When these my "men of seven principles," 
 
 "Five loaves and two small fishes," raise some fights, 
 
 A new rebellion will be then proclaimed, 
 
 And dogs of war let loose against the South. 
 
 Local self-government is what men want; 
 
 This they demand all over this fair land, 
 
 And when they see these myrmidons of pow'r 
 
 Rudely assailing this most cherished right, 
 
 'Twill stir the fires of strife, both North and South 
 
 And kindle flaming war from sea to sea. 
 
 Michael, my plans o'erwhelm your faculties; • 
 
 Your utter helplessness provokes contempt 
 
 For you and the poor subjects of your care. 
 
 Beware, beware ! I'll fill this land with blood. 
 
 Michael. Satan, the people rising in their might 
 Will vanquish your rash meddlers at the polls. 
 An avalanche of votes shall fall on them. 
 And bury them 'neath infamy and scorn. 
 Five weeks shall see Lodge, Hoar, Houk, Chandler, Eecd, 
 Eebuked by an indignant, mighty host 
 Of peaceful 2)atriots through the ballot-box. 
 And Lodge's Force bill take its place by right 
 With alien and sedition laws of old. 
 A few malignants shall not stir up strife 
 Among the peaceful people of this land — 
 Ycrktown, Long Island, Bunker Hill forbid. 
 Men have grown sick of sectional disputes; 
 Nine-tenths of all good citizens rejoice 
 To live in love, and let all hatreds die. 
 Self-interest on the part of Northern men 
 Will settle the race question in the South. 
 Mischievous intermeddlers must retire. 
 Or ruin the investments Northern men 
 Have made by mihions in the great Southland. 
 Negroes may legislate in Congress halls 
 To give Eepublicans majorities, 
 But a black government on Southern soil 
 Would sink the capital invested there. 
 Besides all this, most noble Northern men 
 
264 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 Despise the silly hate of demagogues 
 
 Between the people of the same grand race. 
 
 They saw their brothers of the South grow poor 
 
 Through eighty years of tributary trade, 
 
 By which the thrifty North was much enriched; 
 
 They saw the entrance of the iron wedge 
 
 That severed friendship, broke the bonds of love, 
 
 And drove those brothers from their Union's home. 
 
 They saw them strive to separate in peace, 
 
 Accept stern war, fight bravely for their cause — 
 
 More bravely than men ever fought before — 
 
 Pity their pris'ners, beg for fair exchange, 
 
 Which Stanton would not grant on any terms; 
 
 Beg the rich North to send its surgeons down 
 
 With medicines for its own suif' ring men. 
 
 Asking no aid for Southern helplessness. 
 
 Saw their brave brethren conquered and subdued ; 
 
 The woe that waits the vanquished frowned on them. 
 
 The South in ruins smiled at j^overty, 
 
 And welcomed toil as its hard heritage; 
 
 Yet saw its fruits of labor wrenched away 
 
 By thieving blacks, by alien scoundrels led; 
 
 Then, rising in its manly majesty. 
 
 Cast oif barbaric hordes and rascal rule, 
 
 Obtained from heaven-renewed prosperity, 
 
 And stands to-day the peerless conqueror 
 
 Of earth's most dread, malign adversity. 
 
 Since bled by tariffs, and by pensions robbed, 
 
 Sees the great North grow rich at its ex2:)ense. 
 
 Ireland to landlords, Poland to the czar, 
 
 Nor conquered provinces to ancient Pome, 
 
 Never so much of tribute could have paid. 
 
 And so the wealthy, the triumphant North, 
 
 Owns Southern railroads, mines, and furnaces. 
 
 Banks, factories, plantations, farms, and stores, 
 
 With dividends sent duly to the North. 
 
 The North men own hotels and palaces. 
 
 All occupied by North men half the year, 
 
 Then watched by North men till North men return. 
 
 The South looks on admiringly to see 
 
 Northern magnificence and wealth displayed, 
 
CONFEDERATE MONUMENT AT NASHVILLE. 
 
MILLIONS OF ILL-GOTTEN WEALTH, 2G5 
 
 And, toiling on, begs most imploringly 
 
 For more and more of wealthy Northern men 
 
 To bring still more of Northern capital ; 
 
 Invites and welcomes Northern working-men 
 
 To build up homes in its mild Southern chme, 
 
 Hails them as brethren of one family. 
 
 The Southron's trust in God, his fortitude 
 
 While boldly fighting with adversity, 
 
 His patient industry, his enterprise. 
 
 His Christ-like, his divine forgetfulness 
 
 Of dreadful suif 'ring wrongfully endured, 
 
 His most sincere, undying confidence 
 That Northern men, rebuking tyranny, 
 Will, from high places of authority. 
 Drive out his^ bitter, unrelenting foes- 
 All, all with most resistless potency 
 Appeal to Northern magnanimity 
 For help against fanatic, furious hate. 
 Nor will th' appeal be vain. Election day 
 Will see the millions of the mighty North, 
 Witti gen'rous sympathy, indignant rush ^ 
 To hurl their ballots against despotism, 
 And free their Southern friends from Reed, from Lodge, 
 McKinley, Ingalls, Cannon, and their dupes, 
 'Twill shake the tyrants with an earthquake shock, 
 And disappoint your base malignancy. 
 
 Satan. Gabriel, there's millions of ill-gotten wealth 
 At my disposal to secure results. 
 We can buy votes enough in the close States 
 To overcome your large majorities. 
 We'll do it, and we'll rule with heavy hand 
 In spite of Northern magnanimity 
 And sympathy for noble Southerners. 
 But even if we lose November's vote 
 Our famous Congress will have three months loft 
 In which to drive our hated Force bill through, 
 And any legislation we may need 
 To keep the country under my control. 
 They'll pass the Force bill, and insult the South, 
 And rob the treasury to pay their tools, 
 
266 THE AMERICAN EPIC, 
 
 If the next Congress should by two to one 
 Condemn our grand old part^^'s sad misrule. 
 
 Michael. If they should be so steeped in tyranny 
 As to despise the people's spoken will, 
 It will but seal their everfasting doom, 
 And give them to undying inflxmy. 
 Satan, in spite of your malignity 
 This countr}^ still shall flourish, and its sons 
 Shall triumph over you and all your dupes. 
 
 Satan. But, Michael, here in this broad capital 
 This very hour my grandest scheme prevails 
 Against all common sense, all scholarship, 
 All science, all economy, and thrift, 
 All friendships of the nations of earth, 
 And the best judgment of earth's shrew^dest men. 
 McKinley's Tariff bill is now a law; 
 In this my friends have pleased me quite too well. 
 So much taxation people will not bear; 
 But the rich manufacturers had paid 
 Into the party's great corruption fund 
 Such mammoth sums beyond all precedent, 
 We could deny them nothing that they asked. 
 They saw their chance and piled the tariff' on 
 Beyond all reason, or propriety. 
 In vain we warned them not to kill the goose 
 That laid for them so many golden eggs. 
 They answered that they had a bird in hand 
 Worth more to them than two in any bush ; 
 That they were now determined to make hay 
 While summer suns shine on Eepublicans: 
 And so the monstrous bill was hurried through, 
 From which they hope for many, many years 
 Of peaceful plunder to enrich themselves. 
 See ! Harrison comes forth, followed by Blaine, 
 By Windom, Tracy, Proctor, Miller, Rusk, 
 Noble and Mason, and McKinley too. 
 Proud author of this famous Tariff act. 
 The President has signed the robber bill, 
 Now wealth shall glut its rav'nous apj^etite 
 At the expense of pinching poverty. 
 
THE POOR POOUEB, THE RICH RICHER. 267 
 
 Michael. Ho signed the warrant of his party'w dcalli. 
 McKinley is its executioner. 
 Yes, this "the beginning of the end" 
 Of the bad party called Kepublican. 
 
 Satan. Michael, your wish was father to that thought. 
 The party lives to work my sovereign will. 
 'Twill still live on to give protected wealth 
 A longer lease of pow'r to rob the poor. 
 The excise and the tanff ev'ry day 
 Take a round million for the treasury. 
 To raise that million the taxed people pay 
 Four millions to protected industries. 
 Domestic manufactured merchandise 
 Costs that much more than they would have to pay 
 But for" the tariff and the excise laAvs. 
 Thus do the rich heap up increasing wealth, 
 The poor sink down in deeper poverty. 
 When wealth was well divided in this land. 
 Each workman hoped that he would become rich; 
 But now the millionaires, trusts, syndicates 
 Can dictate wages, prices, and rewards. 
 Till a poor man must starve or beg or steal, 
 Or take for wages wealth's most grudging dole 
 For the hard labor of his horny hands. 
 
 Soon this oppression becomes heavier, 
 
 And hopeless toil sees wondrous stores of wealth 
 
 Most temptingly appealing to desire. 
 
 Yet for the hardest and most constant work 
 
 Can earn no right to share the gopd he sees 
 
 Beyond a pittance to sustain his life. 
 
 win not strong hands lay hold on luxuries, 
 
 Despising all the rights of property. 
 
 Giving to anarchy and lawless rage. 
 
 The rich inheritance of these great States, 
 
 And laying all their glory in the dust? 
 
 Yes, I shall see destructive forces here 
 
 Spoiling the grandeur of this capitol. 
 
 Shall revel 'mid the ruins I have wrought. 
 
 With fiendish exultation I, shall gloat 
 
 Over archani>'els driven from the earth 
 
268 THE AMERICAN EPIC. 
 
 And helpIcBH, hopeless human Buffercrs 
 Enduring unimagined agonies. 
 Michael, draw off your legions to the skies. 
 Leave your broad banners trailing at my I'cet, 
 Go hide within the battlements of heav'n, 
 Flee mourning over realms that you have lost; 
 Go, leave me in my glory here to reign! 
 
 Michael. Satan, your silly boasting I despise ; 
 No threats of yours can daunt whom God protects. 
 Corruption's legions cannot rule this land 
 By their unprincipled, compliant tools. 
 Sheer selfishness drives them to nominate 
 Men of a nobler class for offices 
 Demanding honor and integrity. 
 How wonderful it was to see pure men 
 Like Cleveland and like Harrison succeed 
 In winning office through conventions swayed 
 Ey many of the most unprincipled, 
 Who ever sold themselves for offices, 
 Or bartered honor for advantages. 
 Such honest, upright, honorable men, 
 vSelected by the selfish or corrupt. 
 Prove heav'n's own watch-care over this fair land. 
 So down to latest times shall God preserve 
 This noblest of the nations of the earth. 
 Your robber tariff soon will be repealed. 
 The people in their might and majesty 
 AVill soon rise up against your tyranny. 
 The senate and the representatives 
 Will pass a tariff law for revenue, 
 Will take the hands of rich monopolists 
 Out of the purses of the laboring poor, 
 AVill build up commerce with a whole round world, 
 And send the white-winged argosies of trade 
 To ev'ry port beneath the smiling heav'ns. 
 
 Satan. Michael, the hisfrj' of the human race 
 Is but the record of my victories. 
 Go seek for Babylon and Nineveh, 
 
ONWARD TO DECAY. 269 
 
 T^-re, Sidon, Troy, Carthago, Palmyra, Tbcbcs, 
 
 The Greeks, the Bomans, and the Saracens! 
 
 I gave them to destruction, and they fell. 
 
 Think you these people but of yesterday 
 
 Can stand against my strong, resistless might? 
 
 The greediness of gain that here prevails 
 
 Will undermine the virtue of these States. 
 
 Such selfishness indulged in ancient times 
 
 Extinguished all the glory of old Eome. 
 
 The rich men and their sons monopolized 
 
 The good things of the empire until weallh 
 
 Corrupted young patricians and left none 
 
 To fight the battles of imperial Eome 
 
 But foreignei*s and rude barbarian hosts. 
 
 The men who would have formed a living M^all 
 
 Between their country and its enemies 
 
 Had vanished from the places that they loved. 
 
 They slept in death, while rich men and their slaves 
 
 Became the prey of vile barbarians. 
 
 But selfishness seeks only its own good; 
 
 It heaps up wealth no matter Avho may lose. 
 
 A hundrecl millions wants a hundred more, 
 
 A thousand would another thousand add. 
 
 For this high tariffs tax the toiling poor, 
 
 Wages reduced give lab'rera scanty food, 
 
 Scant clothing, fuel, books, and ev'ry thing. 
 
 The very rich grow richer hour by hour. 
 
 The very poor more num'rous every day. 
 
 When these two classes cover the whole land 
 
 Then anarchy or slavery must prevail. 
 
 And your great nation takes the downward grade 
 
 By which old Rome passed onward to decay. 
 
 Michael, the evils that o'erthrcw old Eome 
 
 Are actively and dang'rously at work. 
 
 They'll give your millions to destruction soon. 
 
 I'll drive my chariot over their remains, 
 
 And hell shall celebrate their obsequies 
 
 By crowning its great chief with honors won 
 
 In battles with the proud Americans! 
 
 At my grand triump I would gladly drag 
 
 Gabriel and Michael at my chariot wheels. 
 
270 THE AMEHICAN EPIC, 
 
 Michael The Lord rebuke tlieo, Satan I I behold 
 Like lightning your descent to deeper depths 
 Of degradation and disgraceful crime. 
 Go, wretch ! [Satan dmiippears.] The cur^o of God 
 
 abides on you. 
 Until the sentence of the day of doom 
 Consigns you to the " pit that's bottomless," 
 The " outer darkness and the " lake of fire." 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, that foe of God and men departs. 
 Let us now profit by his boastful threats. 
 The people will rebuke his guilty du])es 
 And banish them from their high seats of pow'r. 
 Tariffs and force bills we need dread no m<ore, 
 Nor Reed's pretentious, petty tyranny. 
 But wealth and poverty in hostile ranks, 
 Increasing their great armies day by day, 
 And alcohol disguised in tempting driiiks 
 Are evils that demand most watchful care. 
 
 Michael. Yes, Gabriel, danger threatens at these points, 
 And selfishness will counteract our plans; 
 But wc must lift taxation fix)m the poor. 
 And help them to control their apj^etites. 
 Yes, we must now with watchful, honest care 
 Double the duty and the excise on 
 Tobacco and intoxicating drinks 
 Till prohibition drives them out of use. 
 From ev'ry dollar of the capital 
 Of money-making trusts and syndicates, 
 And other corporations that get gain, 
 Collect three mills in each and ev'ry year. 
 If more is needed for the public use, 
 Collect it from existing capital. 
 Less than a thousand dollars should not pay 
 A cent into the public treasury. 
 A hundred thousand should pay double tax; 
 One million should pay double that again. 
 Over ten millions double that high rate. 
 Except tobacco and intoxicants, 
 Let nothing pay tariff or excise tax. 
 
WEALTH IN CITIES, 271 
 
 If there must be protected industries, 
 Protect by bounties from the treasury 
 To cheapen what the poor man has to buy. 
 All moneys for the nation or the States 
 Should through collectors of one class be paid 
 Into the nation's common treasury. 
 Thence draw by States according to the sum 
 Of population on the ground of each. 
 Cities and towns would only have to tax 
 For municipal purposes alone. 
 
 Gabriel. But, Michael, how would that affect State 
 rights? 
 
 Michael 'Twould give the States a right to find their 
 wealth 
 Now hid in the rich cities of the land, 
 Or swallowed by incorporated trusts. 
 Let the robbed people undei"stand their rights. 
 Amend the Constitution, and thus save 
 Impoverished millions from shrewd millionaires 
 The common people pay the taxes now 
 By tariff and by excise laws, and pay 
 The manufacturers four times as much 
 In higher prices for their merchandise. 
 Reverse this : lift the burden from the poor. 
 Let wealth pay taxes and pay bounties, too, 
 So that protected industries may thrive. 
 'Twould save the poor two billions ev'ry year 
 Without denying wealth its luxuries. 
 A court of equitj^'s authority 
 Could hold the scales of justice evenly 
 Between hard labor and stern capital. 
 Assigning each its just and rightful share 
 Of profits from their joint activity, 
 And thus avoid most wasteful, costly strikes. 
 Thus might the poor grow richer year by year, 
 Hushing the loud complaints of poverty, 
 The rich become true brothers of the poor. 
 Fearing no evil from invct'ratc hate. 
 
272 THE A ME n re AN EPIC. 
 
 Gabriel. Michael, corruption in high places seems 
 Too strong to yield success to your wise plans. 
 The selfish rich will strive by bribery 
 To hold the advantages they now possess 
 For gath'ring up the coppers of the poor. 
 They'll madly work 'gainst honor, justice, right, 
 To hoard up wealth that they can never use, 
 Nor many generations of their heirs. 
 You'll find it hard to stem so strong a tide. 
 
 Michael. But, Gabriel, this great nation roads and 
 thinks ; ; 
 
 It reasons well upon its own affairs; 
 It rules its millions through the ballot-box; 
 It will not suffer low-lived, vile saloons 
 To prey upon its vitals as they have. 
 'Twill not permit ten thousand wealthy men 
 To undermine the people's liberties 
 And trample on the millions of the free. 
 It will not wait till revolution rends 
 The glorious fabric which the fathers built; 
 But, peaceably and quietly, will find 
 A remedy for ev'ry threatening ill. 
 With optimistic vision I foresee 
 Prosperity and greatness for this land 
 In spite of selfishness and Satan's schemes. 
 Parties may change, factions may gender strife; 
 But Christian chanictcr shall grandly rise 
 Above corruption's overwhelming tide, 
 And steer the ship of State in safety on 
 To peaceful ports, secure from every storm. 
 This people, mightiest that earth has known, 
 Shall tower in grandeur and magnificence 
 Sublimely over an admiring world 
 Till Christ shall come to reign in righteousness. 
 
INDEX. 
 
 A court to prevent losses by 
 
 workmen and employers, 234, 
 
 271. 
 A court to prevent war, 127. 
 Adams, John, 56, 01, (38, 104, 124, 
 
 137. 
 Adams, John Q., 129, 134, 151. 
 Adams, Samuel, 32, 33, 56, 60, 95. 
 Africa, 22. 
 Agnostics, 243. 
 Alabama, 129. 
 Alabama claims, 231. 
 Alamo, 139. 
 Alaska, 227. 
 Alcoholic drinks, 22, 105, 234, 
 
 235, 270. 
 Alexander, 62. 
 Alexandria, 58. 
 Alien and sedition laws, 113. 
 Allen, Ethan, 63. 
 Allies of Washington, 70. 
 America a greater Britain, 8. 
 Anarchy, 260. 
 Anderson, Major, 171. 
 Andre, Major, 82. 
 Angels, 3, 187. 
 Annapolis, 89. 
 Arianism unnatural, 248. 
 Arius, 107. 
 Arkansas, 145, 190. 
 Arkansas Post, 189. 
 Arnold, Benedict, 82. 
 Arson : Dunmore, 59 ; Tryon, 80 ; 
 
 Arnold, 82; Lord Ross, 127; 
 
 Sherman, 201 ; Sneridan, 201 ; 
 
 Hunter, 203; Early, 203. 
 Anbury, 43, 106. 
 Atheists, 243. 
 Atlanta, 198, 201. 
 Augustine, 107, 251. 
 
 18 
 
 Babylon, 62, 248. 
 
 Bachman, 208. 
 
 Baker, 175. 
 
 Ball's Bluff, 175. 
 
 Baltimore, 52, 69. 
 
 Bancroft, 152. 
 
 Bank, 146. 
 
 Banks, 178, 183, 194. 
 
 Bankrupt law, 146. 
 
 Bayard, 113. 
 
 Beattie, 38. 
 
 Beauregard, 171, 172. 
 
 Beecher, 153. 
 
 Bennett, 153. 
 
 Bethel, 171. 
 
 Bingham, 169. 
 
 Black Boomerang, 230. 
 
 Black Dinah, 208: 
 
 Black Friday, 229. 
 
 Black Hawk, 139. 
 
 Black River Bridge, 189. 
 
 Blenheim, 32. 
 
 Bonaparte, 122. 
 
 Boonville, 174. 
 
 Boston massacre, 36. 
 
 Boston Port bill, 50. 
 
 Botetourte, 25. 
 
 Bracito, 149. 
 
 Brandywine, 75. 
 
 Brahma, 107. 
 
 Breckinridge, John C, 199, 212, 
 
 215, 217. 
 Breckinridge, W. C. P., 217. 
 Bright, J. D., 151. 
 Bristol, 52. 
 
 British boundary, 146, 150. 
 Brown, General, 122. 
 Brown, John, 153, 188. 
 Bryant, "VV. C, 153. 
 Buckner, 176, 258. 
 
 (273) 
 
274 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Baddha, 107. 
 Buena Vista, 147. 
 Bunker Hill, Gl, 131. 
 Burgoyne, 73. 
 Burks, 20, 56. 
 Burnside, 177, 183. 
 Burr, 113. 
 Butler, Ben F., 178. 
 Butler, Wm. O., 149. 
 
 Cabinet dissolved (Jackson's), 
 
 138. 
 Cadets, 199. 
 Calhoun, 118,-128, 138. 
 Calvin, 107,251. 
 Camden, 20, 30. 
 Cameron, 169. 
 Canada, 55, ^b, 123, 124. 
 Cass, 151. 
 
 Catharine of Russia, 23. 
 Cedar Mountain, 183. 
 Centennial of Independence, 
 
 231. 
 Centennial of Methodism, 243. 
 Centerville, 183. 
 Cerro Gordo, 149, 
 Champion Hills, 189. 
 Chandler, 169. 
 Chandler, 263. 
 Chantilly, 183. 
 Charleston, 29, 47, 52, 81, 158, 
 
 169. 
 Charlotte, Queen, 31, 37. 
 Chase, 152, 169. 
 
 Chatham, 8, 20, 26, 31, 34, 38, 56. 
 Chapultepec, 147. 
 Chauncey, 120. 
 Cherokees, 145, 202. 
 Chickamauga, 190. 
 Chihuahua, 149. 
 China, 23. 
 Choiseul, 29. 
 
 Christmas Christians, 118. 
 Clarke, George Rogers, 79. 
 Clay, Henry," 118, 139, 143, 147, 
 
 lol. 
 Clay, Henry Jr., 148. 
 Clay, James B., 223. 
 Clinton, 81. 
 
 Clive, 23. 
 
 Coercion of States, 162. 
 
 Cold Harbor, 196, 199. 
 
 Columbus, 8. 
 
 Compromise of 1821. 
 
 Compromise of 1850. 
 
 Confucius, 107. 
 
 Conspiracy against Washington, 
 
 76 
 Contracts North and South, 92. 
 Cordilleras, 149. 
 Cornwallis, 70, 72, 83, 87. 
 Corruption, 163, 229, 230, 237. 
 Covington, Ky., 192. 
 Cowper, 38. 
 Currency, 238. 
 Curtis, 177. 
 Gushing, 195. 
 
 Dalrymple, 32. 
 
 Damascus, 62. 
 
 Daniel, 9. 
 
 Dahlgren, 180. 
 
 Davis, Jefferson, 147, 173, 210, 
 
 226. 
 Davis, JeflPC, 171, 209. 
 Dearborn, 120. 
 Decatur, 123, 128. 
 Declaration of Independence,68. 
 De Estaing, 79, 81. 
 Defects of the Constitution, 101. 
 Demagogues, 155. 
 Destitution, 81. 
 Dickinson, John, 45, 52. 
 Donelson, Fort, 175. 
 Doniphan, 149. 
 Dorr, 145. 
 Douglass, 151, 157. 
 Downie, 122. 
 Dudley, 120. 
 Dunmore, 57, 58. 
 Dupont, 190. 
 
 Early, 184, 199, 203, 204. 
 Elberon, N. J., 240. 
 Electric lio:hts and cars, 2^7. 
 Ellsworth^ Oliver, 92. 
 Embnry, 42. 
 Emerson, 241. 
 
INDEX. 
 
 275 
 
 Emmett, 261. 
 England, 8. 
 Europe, 22. 
 Eutaw Springs, 82. 
 Evolution, 244. 
 
 Factions confounded, 151. 
 
 Fair Oaks, 179. 
 
 Farragut, 177, 178, 204. 
 
 Federal Constitution, 92. 
 
 Federal convention, 90. 
 
 Federal soldiers honored, 198. 
 
 Field, Cyrus, 153. 
 
 Fillmore, 151. 
 
 Fires in the North, 228, 232. 
 
 Florida, 129, 145. 
 
 Floyd, 176. 
 
 Foote, 175. 
 
 Ford's Theater, 213. 
 
 Fort Sumter, 169. 
 
 France, 12, 24, 29, 34, 73, 75, 81, 
 
 84, 85. 
 Frankfort, Ky., 184. 
 Franklin, 48, 49, 73, 92, 93. 
 Frederick, 183. 
 Fredericksburg, 181. 
 Fremont, 175, 178. 
 French agent, 64, 67. 
 French officers, 87. 
 French Revolution, 100, 104. 
 Fulton, 115. 
 
 Gadsden, 54, 56. 
 
 Gage, 49, 54, 56, 59. 
 
 Games's Mill, 179. 
 
 Garfield, 240. 
 
 Garnet, 171. 
 
 Garrettson, F., 106. 
 
 Gates, 74, 75, 76, 81. 
 
 Genet, 109. 
 
 George the Third, 6, 16, 26, 30, 
 
 31,^35, 37, 39, 45, 4S, 49, 55, 59, 
 
 60, 64, 74, 89. 
 Georgia, 14, 18, 58, 79. 
 Georgians baniphed, 202. 
 Germantown. 75. 
 Gettysburg, 186. 
 
 Glen dale, 175. 
 
 Golden Gate, 150. 
 
 Goldsboro, 177. 
 
 Goldsmith, 38. 
 
 Goodson, 148. 
 
 Gore, 95. 
 
 Gorham, 95. 
 
 Government, 167 
 
 Grant, 175, 176, 189, 190, 196, 
 198, 199, 201, 210, 212, 213, 
 215, 231, 232, 257, 258. 
 
 Gray, 38. 
 
 Great Kennesaw, 199. 
 
 Greene, 71, 82, 83. 
 
 Grenville, 10, 15. 
 
 Grid ley, 63. 
 
 Grundy, Felix, 118. 
 
 Guilford C. H., 83. 
 
 Guineas Station, 185. 
 
 Gulf Stream, 12. 
 
 Hagpr.stown, 183. 
 
 Halleck, 175. 
 
 Hamilton, 86, 93, 104, 109, 116, 
 
 132, 161, 167, 233. 
 Hampton, 209. 
 Hancock, John, 54, 60, 95. 
 Hancock, W. S., 188, 198, 258. 
 Handel, 38. 
 Hanover, 37. 
 Hardee, 208. 
 Harnev, 174. 
 Harper's Ferry, 154, 183. 
 Harrison, Ben, 60. 
 Harrison, Ben Jr., 266, 268. 
 Harrison, W. H. 116, 121, 143. 
 Hartford convention, 121. 
 Harvard, 13. 
 Hatred of masters, 152. 
 Hawley, 232. 
 Hawthorne, 152. 
 Hayne, Gen., 83. 
 Hayne, Senator, 138. 
 Helena, 190. 
 Henry, Fort, 175. 
 Henry John, 116, 117,123, 161. 
 Henry of Navarre, 24. 
 Henry, Patrick, 17, 18, 56, 57, 
 
 64, 97, 98, 167. 
 
276 
 
 INDEX, 
 
 Hill, A. P., 184. 
 Hoar, 263. 
 Holmes, 190. 
 Hood, 191, 203, 207. 
 Hooker, 180, 184. 
 Houston, Samuel, 140. 
 Howe, 70. 
 Hudson, Fort, 189. 
 Hudson River, 81. 
 Hull, 118. 
 Hull, Hope, 106. 
 Hall, Isaac, 119. 
 Hunter, 175, 199. 
 Hunt, Robert, 13, 43. 
 
 Illinois, 129. 
 
 Independence Day, 68, 186. 
 
 India, 23. 
 
 Indians, 12, 105, 120, 125, 139, 
 
 145. 
 Indiana, 129. 
 Iowa, 150. 
 Italy, 24. 
 
 Jackson, Andrew, 125, 126, 128, 
 
 134, 139, 151, 206. 
 Jackson, Miss., 189. 
 Jackson, Stonewall, 178, 183, 
 
 185, 188. 
 Jalapa, 149. 
 Jamestown, 11. 
 Japan, 23. 
 
 Jasper, Searcrent, 81. 
 Jay, John, 56, 104, 110, 111. 
 Jefferson, Thoma«, 17, 56, 68, 
 
 106, 109. 
 Jessup, 122. 
 
 John Street Church, 39. 
 Johnson, Andrew, 207,218,226, 
 
 227, 228. 
 Johnson, R. M., 121, 122. 
 Johnson, Samuel, 31, 38. 
 Johnston, A. S., 176. 
 Johnston, Joseph E., 172, 179, 
 
 191, 200, 203, 209, 214. 
 Jones, 119. 
 Junius, 45. 
 
 Kearney, 148. 
 
 Kentucky, 114, 165. 
 King, Rufus, 95. 
 Knox, 87, 104. 
 Kosciusko, 74. 
 Koszta, 153. 
 
 Lafayette, 77, 84, 85, 87, 132. 
 
 Laurens, 87. 
 
 Lawrence, 190. 
 
 Lee, Charles, 67, 76, 77. 
 
 Lee, Jesse, 106. 
 
 Lee, L. H. Harry, 80, 83, 105, 
 
 111. 
 Lee, R. H., 17, 56, 57, 64, 93. 
 Lee, Robert E., 149, 157, 182, 
 
 183, 198, 199, 213. 
 Legare, 140. 
 
 Leopard and Chesapeake, 117. 
 Lewis & Clarke, 115. 
 Lexington, Ky., 184. 
 Lexington, Mass., 59. 
 Lexington, Mo., 174. 
 Lincoln, A., President, 165, 168, 
 
 174, 214, 218, 219, 224. 
 Lincoln, General, 74, 81,87. 
 Little Rock, 190. 
 Liverpool, 52. 
 Livingston, Chancellor, 20, 56, 
 
 104. 
 Livingston, Edward, 138. 
 Lodge, 265. 
 London, 6. 
 Longstreet, 191. 
 Lordlings, 49. 
 Louisiana, 111, 197. 
 Louisville, 77, 184. 
 Lyon, 174. 
 
 Macomb, 122. 
 Madison, 91, 93, 128. 
 Magnetic telegraph, 140. 
 Maine, 18, 129. 
 Malvern Hill, 178. 
 Manassas, 171. 
 Mansfield, Gen., 180. 
 Mansfield, Lord, 75. 
 Marion, 83. 
 Marshall, 113. 
 Mason, 174. 
 
INDEX, 
 
 211 
 
 Massachusetts, 95. 
 McClellan, 171, 179, 180, 183. 
 McClernand, 189. 
 McHenry, Fort, 122. 
 Mcintosh, 177. 
 McPherson, 190, 193, 200. 
 Meade, 188, 232. 
 Mechanicsville, 179. 
 Mexico, 148. 
 Michigan, 145. 
 Mill Spring, 175. 
 Missouri, 129, 130. 
 Mississippi, 129. 
 Monmouth battle, 77. 
 Monroe, 128, 129, 133. 
 Monterey, 147. 
 Morgan, Col., 74, 82. 
 Morgan, John H., 193. 
 Morris, 163. 
 Morse, 140. 
 Munfordsville, 184. 
 Murfreesboro, 184. 
 
 Nashville, 206. 
 
 Natural Gas, 257. 
 
 Napoleon, in, 114, 130. 
 
 Nebraska, 152. 
 
 Negroes, 19. 
 
 Nelson, Gen. 176. 
 
 Nelson, Gov., 87. 
 
 Netherlands, 34. 
 
 Newbern, 177. 
 
 New England, 13, 14, 24, 55, 59, 
 
 66, 106; clergy, 152. 
 New Orleans, 125, 177. 
 New Jersey, 69, 71, 74. 
 New York, 18, 104, 153 
 Nimrod, 31. 
 Nineveh, 62. 
 Norfolk, 52, 59. 
 North, Lord, 50, 64. 
 North Carolina, 58, 65. 
 Nullification, 138. 
 
 Ocean telegraph, 153. 
 O'Hara, 87. 
 Ohio, 114. 
 
 Ordinance of 1787, 156. 
 Otis, 37. 
 
 Palmerston, 174. 
 
 Palo Alto, 147. 
 
 Paper promises paid in gold, 
 
 238. 
 Patriet army, 3,000 strong, 
 
 69. 
 Peace Congress, 165. 
 Peaceful statesmen, 1, 15. 
 Peace in 1815, 127. 
 Peace with amnesty, 218. 
 Peace with Independence, 89, 
 Pemberton, 190. 
 Pennsylvania, 71. 
 Perote, 149. 
 Perry, 121, 122. 
 Perry ville, 184. 
 Persia, 23. 
 Petersburg, 203. 
 Philadelphia, 51, 08, 88, 90. 
 Philippi, 171. 
 Phonography, 257. 
 Pickens, 80, 83. 
 Pierce, Frank, 149, 152. 
 Pike 120. 
 
 Pinckney, 93, 95, 111. 
 Pittsburg, 232. 
 Plymouth Rock, 13, 14. 
 Polk, Gen., 175, 191. 
 Polk, President, 146, 147, 150. 
 Pope, 183. 
 Port Gibson, 189. 
 Porter, Commodore, 1 78. 
 Porter, Fitz John, 180. 
 Portugal, 139. 
 Prescott, 63. 
 
 President and Little Celt, 117. 
 Preston, Capt., 36. 
 Price, 174. 
 Princeton, 71. 
 Proctor, 120. 
 Prussia, 23, 24. 
 Public Schools, 260. 
 Pueblo, 149. 
 Pulaski, 81. 
 
 Palpit politicians, 141, 152. 
 Purse and sword, 262. 
 Putnam, 98. 
 
 Quantrell, 190. 
 
278 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Randolph & Bland sell forty ne- 
 groes, 59. 
 
 Randolph, Edward, 104. 
 
 Randolph, John, 140. 
 
 Raw don, 83. 
 
 Raymond, 189. 
 
 Republicanism is revolution or- 
 ganized at work, 1G4. 
 
 Resaca de la Pal ma, 147. 
 
 Retribution, 17, 21, 197, 209, 219, 
 223, 224, 225. 
 
 Richmond, Ky., 184. 
 
 Richmond, Va., 21, 44, 50, 209, 
 216. 
 
 Ripley, 122. 
 
 River Thames, 119, 120, 121. 
 
 Riverside Park, 257. 
 
 Roanoke Island, 177. 
 
 Robbery by law, 147. 
 
 Rome, 62. 
 
 Romney, 171. 
 
 Rosecrans, 184, 191. 
 
 Rou'^sean, 24. 
 
 Rusk, 266. 
 
 Russia, 23, 115. 
 
 Salem, 51. 
 
 Saltillo, 149. 
 
 San Francisco, 150. 
 
 San Gabriel, 148. 
 
 San Jacinto, 139. 
 
 Santa Fe, 148. 
 
 Saratoga, 73. 
 
 Satan at Fredericksburg, Va., 
 182, 
 
 Satan's call to w^ar, 170. 
 
 Satan's grand plot, 100, 101, 102, 
 105, 110, 123, 125, 129, 130, 131, 
 134, 137, 140, 141, 142,152, 153, 
 154, 155, 156, 157, 167, 169, 170, 
 201. 
 
 Satan's great storm at Rich- 
 mond, 98. 
 
 Savannah, 79, 208. 
 
 Scott, 122, 149, 175. 
 
 Secession claimed as a ri^^ht, 
 162.^ 
 
 Secession unwise, 158. 
 
 Sectional hatred, 131. 
 
 Settlers of States, 14, 15. 
 Seward, 167, 174, 227, 232. 
 Shelby, Isaac, 121, 122. 
 Shenandoah, 178. 
 Sheridan, 201, 204, 212. 
 Sliemian, Roger, 92. 
 Sherman, W. T., 176, 191, 199, 
 
 200, 202, 203, 208, 215. 
 Shiloh, 176. 
 Sigel, 174, 199. 
 Silver demonetized, 538. 
 Simpson, Bishop, 232. 
 Slade, 140. 
 
 Slave freed by Mansfield, 50. 
 Slave trade, 19, 50, 59, 68, 92, 95, 
 
 186. 
 Slidell, 174. 
 SI oat, 148. 
 Smith, John, 43. 
 Smith, Kirby E., 184. 
 Smith, Samuel, 122. 
 South Carolina, 58, 82. 
 South Carolina Constitution, 95. 
 Spain, 12, 89. 
 Stampt act, 8, 15, 25, 26. 
 Stanton, 183, 227, 232. 
 Stanton and Satan, 228. 
 Stark, 73. 
 Statesmanship of hate, 157, 165, 
 
 167. 
 St. Clair, 74, 105. 
 Steel, 190. 
 
 Stevens, A. H., 158, 160, 162. 
 Stevens. Thaddeus, 228. 
 St. John's Church, Richmond, 
 
 Va., 56. 
 Stockton, 148. 
 Strawbridge, 42. 
 Stuart, 188. 
 Sullivan, 59, 69, 71. 
 Sumter, Fort, 169. 
 Surrender of R. E. Lee, 212. 
 Swamp angels, 190. 
 
 Taney, 145, 261. 
 Tariff, 90, 135, 139, 147,266. 
 Tarleton, 82, 83. 
 Tax, corporations, syndicates, 
 and trusts, 234, 270. 
 
IXDLX. 
 
 279 
 
 Taylor, Z., 147, 151. 
 
 Tecumseh, 120, 140. 
 
 Tecumseh, White, 145, 202. 
 
 Telephone, 257. 
 
 Terry, 209. 
 
 Texas, 129, 139, 150. 
 
 Tliames, 119. 
 
 Thomas, 175, 184, 191, 193, 207, 
 
 232. 
 Tippecanoe, 115. 
 Toronto, 120. 
 Townshend, 27, 30, 34. 
 Tracy, 266. 
 Trade dollars, 239. 
 Trenton, 71. 
 Trinity Clmrch, 18, 39. 
 Tripoli, 128. 
 Tunis, 128. 
 Twiggs, 149. 
 Tryon, 80. 
 Tyler, 145. 
 
 Vagabonds, 235. 
 
 Valley Forge, 76. 
 
 Van Buren, 138. 
 
 Van Rensalear, 145. 
 
 Vandalism, 317, 318. 
 
 Vanderbilt, 153. 
 
 Vermont, 114. 
 
 Versailles, 184. 
 
 Vicksbnrg, 189. 
 
 Virginia's benefactions, 196, 197, 
 198; conditions on acceding, 
 96; wrongs predicted, 44, 98, 
 100, 102; heroism predicted, 
 44; efforts to prevent war, 
 165, 197 ; heroism in war, 172, 
 197, 198; destruction of ene- 
 mies, 181, 196; hospitality, 14, 
 197. 
 
 Voltaire, 24. 
 
 Walker, R. I., 147. 
 W^allaee,Lew, 176, 199. 
 War Christianized, 150. 
 
 War with left hand, 122. 
 
 Warlike Christians, 118. 
 
 Warren, 62, 124. 
 
 Washington, D. C, 111. 
 
 Washington, George, 17, 46, 56, 
 57, 61, 64, 70, 71, 73, 76, 77, 87, 
 89, 103, 104, 109, 113. 
 
 Washington Monument, 255, 
 
 Washington, William, 83. 
 
 Wayne,^80, 111. 
 
 Wealth: all lose by its destruc- 
 tion, 233. 
 
 Webster, Daniel, 132, 138, 151, 
 152. 
 
 Wellington, 122. 
 
 Welsh, 232. 
 
 Wesley, Charles, 11, 38. 
 
 AVesley, John, 11, 64. 
 
 West, 38. 
 
 Westminster Abbey, 5. 
 
 Whitefield, 40. 
 
 W^hittaker, 43. 
 
 Whittier, 232. 
 
 Wilkes, Commodore, 174. 
 
 Williams, Paulding, Van W^ert, 
 82. 
 
 AVilliamsburg, 16, 
 
 Wilson's Creek, 174. 
 
 Winchester, 119. 
 
 Winder, 120. 
 
 Windom, William, 266. 
 
 AVindsor Castle, 27, 48, 49. 
 
 Winslow, 205, 
 
 Wisconsin, 150. 
 
 W^ise, 140, 157. 
 
 Wolfe, 43. 
 
 Wool, Gen., 149. 
 
 W^orth, 149. 
 
 Wyoming, 79. 
 
 Wythe, 17. 
 
 Yale, 13. 
 Yorktown, 83. 
 
 Zollikofer, 175. 
 
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