SIR,—The fatigue of your many public visits, in such unbroken succession
as may compare with the toils of a campaign, forbid us to detain you
long. The people of this town share with their countrymen the admiration
of valor and perseverance; they, like their compatriots, have been hungry
to see the man whose extraordinary eloquence is seconded by the splendor
and the solidity of his actions. But, as it is the privilege of the
people of this town to keep a hallowed mound which has a place in the
story of the country; as Concord is one of the monuments of freedom; we
knew beforehand that you could not go by us; you could not take all your
steps in the pilgrimage of American liberty, until you had seen with your
eyes the ruins of the bridge where a handful of brave farmers opened our
Revolution. Therefore, we sat and waited for you.
And now, Sir, we are heartily glad to see you, at last, in these fields.
We set no more value than you do on cheers and huzzas. But we think
that the graves of our heroes around us throb to-day to a footstep that
sounded like their own:—
“The mighty tread
Brings from the dust the sound of liberty.”[199]
Sir, we have watched with attention your progress through the land, and
the varying feeling with which you have been received, and the unvarying
tone and countenance which you have maintained. We wish to discriminate
in our regard. We wish to reserve our honor for actions of the noblest
strain. We please ourselves that in you we meet one whose temper was long
since tried in the fire, and made equal to all events; a man so truly in
love with the greatest future, that he cannot be diverted to any less.
It is our republican doctrine, too, that the wide variety of opinions is
an advantage. I believe I may say of the people of this country at large,
that their sympathy is more worth, because it stands the test of party.
It is not a blind wave; it is a living soul contending with living souls.
It is, in every expression, antagonized. No opinion will pass but must
stand the tug of war. As you see, the love you win is worth something;
for it has been argued through; its foundation searched; it has proved
sound and whole; it may be avowed; it will last, and it will draw all
opinion to itself.
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