Post by Northern_Bastion on Dec 31, 2001 13:35:50 GMT -5
The Destiny of America
The early American arrived at a land of which he knew nothing. He did not know its geography, its fertility, its climate, it's dangers. In the North, he encountered forests, rocky soils, and winters of a rigor he had not known before. In the South, he met with swamps, malaria, and dense forests. Everywhere he encountered the hostile savage with his scalping knife and his warfare against women and children. In little groups, these early Americans cleared the forests, and built homes and forts. The men plowed the fields with rifles slung over their shoulders, and in the house, the wife went about her duties with a loaded weapon near at hand. There were ships to and from Europe, and the colonials could have left their hardships and gone back -- but they would not admit defeat.
Out of these colonials was bred the Minute Man. Minute Man! These American Farmers were ready at a minute's notice to abandon the plow and seize the gun. They knew that the hour of their polit- ical independence was at hand and instinctively they prepared for it. When the moment arrived, with a British order to arrest two of their leaders, the Minute Men assembled before daybreak at Lexington to face the British force sent to seize them. Though heavily outnumbered they stood their ground in the face of Major Pitcairn's order to disperse. "If they mean to have a war," said Captain John Parker, leader of the Minute Men,"let it begin here!"
Begin it did, and for 8 long years it continued. Concord, Bunker Hill, Boston, Ticonderoga, Quebec, New York, Long Island, Harlem Heights, White Plains, Fort Lee, Fort Washington, Valley Forge, Trenton, Princeton, Brandywine, Saratoga, Stony Point, Savannah, Camden, The Cowpens, Yorktown -- these names recall at once the terrific odds against which the colonials fought, the low points to which their fortunes reached, and the silent and steadfast devotion of the troops. At Valley Forge, the men were but half-clad, and rations, when food was issued at all, were slim. Sickness was rife, and mortality was high. Yet no one thought of surrender. General Washington said of them: "Naked and starving as they are we cannot enough admire the incomparable patience and fidelity of our solidarity."
No nation has produced individual soldiers to excel, Nathanael Greene, General Knox, General Sullivan, John Stark, Nicholas Herkimer, Anthony Wayne, Daniel Morgan, John Paul Jones, nor greater patriots than John thingyinson, Richard Henry Lee, John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, John Rutledge. These are but a few. The spirit which animated these heroes is part of the white race, and it will last while this race lasts. It waits for its reawakening upon the coming of great events to American soil once more. When the fields of this continent are visited once again by the stern creativeness of war -- war for the independence and the liberation of the pristine American colonial spirit -- the world will see that Americans are not the weak-willed, self- interested, pleasure-mad morons that Hollywood has tried so desparately to make them.
It was the individual imperialism of the frontiesman-type that actually opened up and conquered the North American continent. Explorers lke George Rogers Clark and John Fremont preceded the frontiersmen into the wilderness, and he followed into hostile land with its lurking warlike savages. With slung rifle he took wife and children and all his earthly belongings into the land ahead, unknown, unsettled, unplowed. Daily he surmounted a thousand dangers, he lived in the face of death. This intrepid type who was at once explorer, warrior, minister, doctor, judge, and settler, advanced until he reached the Pacific, and then he looked toward Alaska and the westward islands.
The early American arrived at a land of which he knew nothing. He did not know its geography, its fertility, its climate, it's dangers. In the North, he encountered forests, rocky soils, and winters of a rigor he had not known before. In the South, he met with swamps, malaria, and dense forests. Everywhere he encountered the hostile savage with his scalping knife and his warfare against women and children. In little groups, these early Americans cleared the forests, and built homes and forts. The men plowed the fields with rifles slung over their shoulders, and in the house, the wife went about her duties with a loaded weapon near at hand. There were ships to and from Europe, and the colonials could have left their hardships and gone back -- but they would not admit defeat.
Out of these colonials was bred the Minute Man. Minute Man! These American Farmers were ready at a minute's notice to abandon the plow and seize the gun. They knew that the hour of their polit- ical independence was at hand and instinctively they prepared for it. When the moment arrived, with a British order to arrest two of their leaders, the Minute Men assembled before daybreak at Lexington to face the British force sent to seize them. Though heavily outnumbered they stood their ground in the face of Major Pitcairn's order to disperse. "If they mean to have a war," said Captain John Parker, leader of the Minute Men,"let it begin here!"
Begin it did, and for 8 long years it continued. Concord, Bunker Hill, Boston, Ticonderoga, Quebec, New York, Long Island, Harlem Heights, White Plains, Fort Lee, Fort Washington, Valley Forge, Trenton, Princeton, Brandywine, Saratoga, Stony Point, Savannah, Camden, The Cowpens, Yorktown -- these names recall at once the terrific odds against which the colonials fought, the low points to which their fortunes reached, and the silent and steadfast devotion of the troops. At Valley Forge, the men were but half-clad, and rations, when food was issued at all, were slim. Sickness was rife, and mortality was high. Yet no one thought of surrender. General Washington said of them: "Naked and starving as they are we cannot enough admire the incomparable patience and fidelity of our solidarity."
No nation has produced individual soldiers to excel, Nathanael Greene, General Knox, General Sullivan, John Stark, Nicholas Herkimer, Anthony Wayne, Daniel Morgan, John Paul Jones, nor greater patriots than John thingyinson, Richard Henry Lee, John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, John Rutledge. These are but a few. The spirit which animated these heroes is part of the white race, and it will last while this race lasts. It waits for its reawakening upon the coming of great events to American soil once more. When the fields of this continent are visited once again by the stern creativeness of war -- war for the independence and the liberation of the pristine American colonial spirit -- the world will see that Americans are not the weak-willed, self- interested, pleasure-mad morons that Hollywood has tried so desparately to make them.
It was the individual imperialism of the frontiesman-type that actually opened up and conquered the North American continent. Explorers lke George Rogers Clark and John Fremont preceded the frontiersmen into the wilderness, and he followed into hostile land with its lurking warlike savages. With slung rifle he took wife and children and all his earthly belongings into the land ahead, unknown, unsettled, unplowed. Daily he surmounted a thousand dangers, he lived in the face of death. This intrepid type who was at once explorer, warrior, minister, doctor, judge, and settler, advanced until he reached the Pacific, and then he looked toward Alaska and the westward islands.