Westward The Star Of Empire Takes Its

The Will Of The People Is The Source And The Happiness Of The People The End Of All Legitimate Government Upon Earth.

I Inhabit A Weak, Frail, Decayed Tenement; Battered By The Winds And Broken In On By The Storms, And, From All I Can Learn, The Landlord Does Not Intend To Repair.

To Believe That Everyone Is Honest Is Folly, But To Believe That No One Is Honest Is Worse.

There Still Remains One Effort Of Magnanimity, One Sacrifice Of Prejudice And Passion, To Be Made By The Individuals Throughout The Nation Who Have Heretofore Followed The Standards Of Political Party. It Is That Of Discarding Every Remnant Of Rancor Against Each Other, Of Embracing As Countrymen And Friends, And Of Yielding To Talents And Virtue Alone That Confidence Which In Times Of Contention For Principle Was Bestowed Only Upon Those Who Bore The Badge Of Party Communion.

In The American Hemisphere The Cause Of Freedom And Independence Has Continued To Prevail, And If Signalized By None Of Those Splendid Triumphs Which Had Crowned With Glory Some Of The Preceding Years It Has Only Been From The Banishment Of All External Force Against Which The Struggle Had Been Maintained. The Shout Of Victory Has Been Superseded By The Expulsion Of The Enemy Over Whom It Could Have Been Achieved.