I believe that of our forty-five States there
are no two who, if they could meet in the familiarity of the
intercourse, in the fulness of personal knowledge, would not only cease
to entertain any bitterness, or alienation, or distrust, but each would
utter to the other the words of the Jewish daughter, in that most
exquisite of idylls which has come down to us almost from the beginning
of time:
"Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee;
for whither thou guest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will
lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God.
"Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do
so to me, and more also, if aught but death part me and thee." GEORGE
FRISBIE HOAR.
From "Address at the Banquet of the New England Society."
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He knew full well and displayed in his many splendid speeches and
addresses that one unerring purpose of freedom and of union ran through
her whole history; that there was no accident in it all; that all the
generations, from the _Mayflower_ down, marched to one measure and
followed one flag; that all the struggles, all the self-sacrifice, all
the prayers and the tears, all the fear of God, all the soul-trials, all
the yearnings for national life, of more than two centuries, had
contributed to make the country that he served and loved.
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