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ching importance to it. He said he had observed, while on this campaign, how ill the gourmets fared, and how intensely they suffered from the deprivations consequent upon their long marches through an uninhabited country. He never noticed the viands at our own table, but ate whatever was offered. If there was any defect in the preparation of them, unless it was mentioned, he made no complaint, but sometimes he would answer to our dissatisfaction, Yes, I think she is the worst cook in all Ireland. Generally he said, Take no thought of what ye shall eat. There are so many higher joys than eating. If anything was good he did full justice to it, and commended the cook as entitled to a cordon bleu. One of his ways of judging the manners of people was to observe them when the restrictions of society had been removed. Upon my expressing astonishment at his undervaluation of rather an elegant man who had been on that campaign with him, he answered, You were not at the water-hole when he
sired to offer. In default of such disavowals — under answers which are said to have been evasive, and with such advocacy as we have just heard-his attitude is that of one who comes covertly as a wolf in sheep's clothing; and I hold the Senator from New York to be the very best authority on that subject. Mr. President, in opposing this resolution, I wish it to be distinctly understood that I yield all that has been claimed for the success of Father Mathew to the cause of temperance in Ireland; and certainly abate nothing of respect and sympathy because of his clerical character and the land of his nativity. If either one or the other had led me into error, it would have been that of compliance, not resistance. Irishmen, not allied with O'Connell and abolitionism, take, in my sympathies, the next place to our brethren; but the mere name of Irish Patriot is not sufficient to be the controlling influence. My first duty, my nearest ties are at home, and I will say of the horde of
d Clyde, of Clydesdale. He deserves the distinction he enjoys, for he has redeemed the British flag on the ensanguined, burning plains of India. He has restored the glory of the British name in Asia. I honor him; Scotland, England, Wales, and Ireland are ours; for their counties as well as their countries; and their poets, orators, and statesmen, and their generals belong to our history as well as to theirs. I will never disavow Henry V. on the plains of Agincourt; never Oliver Cromwell on the fields of Marston Moor and Naseby; never Sarsfield on the banks of the Boyne. The glories and honors of Sir Colin Campbell are the glories of the British race and of the races of Great Britain and Ireland from whom we are descended. But what gained Sir Colin Campbell the opportunity to achieve those glorious results in India? Remember that, and let us see what it was. On one of those bloody battles fought by the British before the Fortress of Sebastopol — in the midst of the perils, the