Mohammed now destroyed all the idols he could lay his hands upon; and,
going forward in the same course he had begun, and now at the head
of 30,000 men, he marched into Syria, claiming homage from all he
conquered, and soon became the master of the whole of Arabia. He forced
his religion upon the inhabitants, but allowed the Christians free
toleration.
In the tenth year of the Hegira, Mohammed took his farewell pilgrimage
to Mecca; and on this occasion he was surrounded with the utmost
splendor, and attended by 100,000 of his friends and followers. This
was the last and most important event of his life; for, soon after his
return to Medina, he died, in the eleventh year of the Hegira, and in
the sixty-third year of his age.
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A Fourth of July Oration,[1]
BY ONE ALCOHOL.
Ladies and Gentlemen,――This is a great day――a day of independence. It
is a day upon which myself and one Gunpowder, have long been accustomed
to make a display. I hope that the foolish attempt to celebrate the
fourth of July without us, will be frowned down. Who ever thought of
being funny without being fuddled? Who ever thought of being truly
independent, and setting all law and gospel at defiance, without my
help?
Ladies and gentlemen, I am a great character. Forgive me, if, on this
glorious occasion, I set forth my merits. It is one of my privileges,
as well as that of my subjects, to be boastful and vain-glorious. I
shall, therefore, proceed to speak of myself.
My name is _Alcohol_! I solicit the favor of your attention to a
subject, which lies near my heart. I am a great prince, and, like other
distinguished potentates, I have my followers. To thousands and tens of
thousands of these, I feel under profound obligations for the homage
they have done me. They have loved me to _intoxication_; and, in doing
me reverence, have often _fallen_ at my feet. If the heathen prostrate
themselves before stocks and stones, may not Christians prostrate
themselves before me?
Allow me to tell you something of my subjects. Let me expatiate upon
their merits. Let me set forth some of their characteristics; and then
pronounce your judgment――then say, if monarch ever had higher reason
than Alcohol to be proud of his people.
And _first_; my followers are remarkably _devoted_.
From the standards of Napoleon, Wellington, and even that of
Washington, _desertion_ was not uncommon. But, until recently, this
crime has scarcely been known in _my_ army. For my sake I have known
my friends forsake father and mother, wife and children. Nay, such
has been their zeal in my cause, that they have sacrificed property,
health, and even life itself. Indeed, I may say, that from a _pure_
devotion to me, thousands have come to an untimely grave.
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