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last breath of expiring liberty, have lavished their blood to pre-    No. xiv
serve it.    These generals, Avho have conducted your struggles Procl
ama-
tion for the
against tyranny, have not yet done.    The French name still abjuration of
darkens our plains : every thing recals the remembrance of the nation.
cruelties of that barbarous people.    Our laws, our customs, our
cities,   every thing bears the  characteristic of  the  French.—
Hearken to what I say !—the French still have a footing in our
island !  and you believe yourselves   free   and independent   of
that republic,   which has fought  all   nations,   it is true,   but
never conquered those who would be free !   What !  victims for
fourteen years by credulity and forbearance ! conquered not by
French armies, but by the canting eloquence of the proclama-
tions of their agents ! When shall we be Avearied with breathing
the same air with them ?   What have we in common with that
bloody-minded people ?   Their cruelties compared to our mode-
ration—their colour to ours—the extension of seas which sepa-
rate us—our aArenging climate—all plainly tell us they are not
our brethren ;   that they never will become such ; and, if they
find an asylum among us, they will still be the instigators of our
troubles and of our divisions.    Citizens, men, women, young
and old, cast round your eyes on every part of this island ; seek
there your wives,  your husbands, your brothers, your sisters—
what did I say ? seek your children—your children at the breast,
what is become  of them?   I shudder to tell it—the prey of
vultures.    Instead of these interesting victims, the affrighted eye
sees only their assassins—tigers still covered with their blood,
and whose terrifying presence reproaches you for your insensi-
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