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the present day? Is he not the foe to all virtue? Has he not stabhed at public liberly? Has he not rioted in human gore; ravaged .realms; violated treaties; and stands he not now before us as invader of our country, and the cold-blooded butcherer of our friends and brethren? Why hesitate then lo consign him lo that punishment which his deeds demand? By negociating with him for his life and liberty, do we not in effect publish to the world, that our abhorrence of crime is subordinate to our attachment to interest; and Lhat we are willing to stifle the course of justice and forego a just resentment, for cerlain political advantages, which it were just as easy to win by our arms, and which I fear, after all negotiation, we shall still have Lo purchase and maintain by our valour. Poor worlh that political dignity which is bought at Lhe price of honor. I am certain that there is not a gallant son of chivalry, whose faithful sabre played like a meteor on the plains of San Jacinto, but who will feel thal his trusty blade drank the blood of the foe in vain, when he hears that the prime object of vengeance has been permitted to purchase his life and depart the land in liberty and peace. It will be useless to talk to him about national Independence, and national domain, so long as the bones of his murdered brethren lie bleaching on the prairies unrevenged. Treble the blessings proposed to be gained by this negotiation will be considered as poor and valueless, when weighed against that proud and high resentment which the soldier feels for wongs received. In the day of battle the animating cry was "Alamo." And why? Because it ·was known that the slaughterer of the Alamo was then in the field. It was him they sought. It was not against the poor and degraded instruments of his tyranny that we warred. They fell, it is true, before our avenging strokes like grass before the reaper's sickle, but it was only because they stook in the way of our march to the audacious Moloch. Through a forest of lances, and a storm of canister, we rushed upon the bold offender; and the rejoicing spirits of the GEORGIA BATIALION hailed their hour of vengeance come; when lo! a frigid figure by the name of policy rises between the victim and Lhe avenging blow, and shields the murderer with a piece of parchment and a little sealing wax. The great difficulty in dealing with our prisoner as his crimes deserve, arises as I have already intimated, from the fact, that education will not permit us to strip him of his ill-got honors and view him in the attitude of aprivate individual. We are taught, by what we see around us in early childhood, to reverence weallh and power; and it is almost impossible in afler life to emancipate the mind from the slavish thraldom; so lhal when we approach tht>
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