44 MR. Oliver's aduress. 



ty, to State, and to the Republic, the richest sources of hap- 

 piness, prosperity and peace. 



Cesar stood firm and calm amid the reeking daggers of his 

 assassins, till Brutus stabbed ! 



" Now Brutus, as you know, was Cesar's angel ; 



Judge, O ye gods, how Cesar loved him ! 



For when the noble Cesar saw him stab, 



Ingratitude, more strong than traitor's arm, 



Quite vanquished him ; then burst his mighty heart !" 



Shakspeare's ^'■Julius Cesar." 



As Cesar had loaded Brutus with favors, so have the Repub- 

 lic and the State lavished high honor, and bestowed encour- 

 agement upon you farmers. As Cesar loved Brutus, and con- 

 fided in him, so does your country love and confide in you.* 

 Should you, like him, prove traitors to that love, should you 

 disappoint her trust, then all hope lost, her last confidence fail- 

 ing her, with that look of unspeakable anguish which Cesar, 

 death-stricken, cast upon Brutus, and those dying words of re- 

 proach from his lips, "And you too, Brutus!" her mighty 

 heart will burst ! 



Take heed ! — for the pillars of her falling palace will crush 

 you in the common ruin, — and all the worst horrors, the worst 

 shame, the direst woes of an enslaved race, shall fall with the 

 bitterest oppression, yet all deserved, upon you. 



Yet it cannot be so, so long as you are true to yourselves, 

 and true to your own interests, so long as you regard your 

 vocation in its true light, so long as you love it for its own 

 sake, so long as you adhere to it, and commend it to your 

 children. 



Happy both you and they, amid the large bounties of the 

 teeming earth ; happy amid the mighty forests, the green 

 meadows, the fertile fields, the tree-crowned hills, the bleat- 

 ing flocks, the lowing herds, the smiling villages that beauti- 

 fy the land ; the churches and the schools that edify and bless. 



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