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[317] greed the propelling power? A liberty to be corrupt! Death and decay have that. Was it not natural for ‘practical politicians,’ who had this matter at heart to ponder, by what common bond the States once assembled at Harrisburg might be massed again in more formidable phalanx and for the answer to flash—are we not the States called free, the other, the States called ‘slave?’ Freedom against slavery—could battle cry be more sublime than that? Lifting up their eyes, they looked across the Potomac, the Monongahela, the Ohio and whispered with burning breath—‘Lo Naboth's Vineyard.’
Richmond, VA. 1908.
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