BLOOD AND GLORY.

New Zealander, Volume 2, Issue 102, 15 May 1847, Page 3

BLOOD AND GLORY.

It. CftOVDACB JorLIN.

These are a few of the reminiscences of war, entirely shorn of poetry, Ihey are bloody witnesses to the I truth, and let them testify. In the periodical butcher- | ing in the human family, the following hecatomb has been offered to that god of battles, which both Christians and Pagans have worshipped with the same devotion :—: — MILLIONS. Loss of life in the Jewish wars,.,, 25 By wars in the time of Sesostris. ' 16 By those of Semiratnis, Cyrus, and Alexander 30 By Alexander's successors 20 Grecian wais 15 Wais of the twelve Cajsars 30 Roman wars before Julius Casjar. 60 Wars of the Roman hmpire, Turks, and Saracens.... i 180 Wars of the Kefoimation 30 Wars of the middle ages, and nine centuries.. 80 Tartar and African wars 180 American Indiana destroyed by Spaniards.... 12 Wars of Napoleon.... , a 683 The above is a mere extract from the bloody statistics of " glorious war;" one chapter in the anuals of violence, crime, and misery, that have followed in the footsteps of the great destroyer. The loss of souls is entered where human eyes may not read the list. Dr. Dick estimates the number who have perished directly or indirectly by war at fourteen thousand million. Taking the estimate of Dr. Dick, and assuming the average quantity of blood in a common sized person, the veins of the fourteen thousand millions would fill a circular lake of more than seventeen miles in circumference—ten feet deep ; in which all the navies of the world might float. Suppose those slaughtered to average each four feet in length, if placed in a row, they would reach nearly 442 times round the sun. They would form a globe of human flesh of nearly a mile in. diameter, weighing 1,820,000,000 lbs. Fourteen times more than all the human beings now living on the eaith. O may the time soon arrive when universal peace shall be established, and when man shall shed his brother's blood no more S

« THE CHILDREN'S PETITION." When Night had spread her sombre wing, "O'er mountain, vale, and stream, Sleep, from Fancy's garlands culled, This rare and motley dream!— Two children of a thoughtful cast, Upon a hillock stood, Their /iaxen curls and blue eyci spoke The island Saxon blood. But though the skies shown bright and blue, And the wild flower bloomed there, A shade of infant sonow sat, Upon those children fair.— At length, quoth one, whose woids were firm And full of melody— " Sulcr, they say the great men will, " Make beggars of you and me 1 — "But dare they haughtily deny " The Law, themselves have made T " Our father craves no more, than that " For which he justly paid, " Can they of noble lineage "Link tyranny with might? "Thc>'ll give the ground our father bought " Nor rob him of his right ! — " He toiled and struggled, patiently, "Through many a weary day — " Then, Sister, will they ciush him now, "And take his all away?" He paused— ana seemed contented with, The little words he'd spoke; — His fair companion answering thus, The short-lived silence moke: — "Brother, they gave permission to " Our father, to buy Land, "Oh, then, they cannot, ought not, now "To wrest it from his hand! "For he has said, tha Exile's wealth, " Should with his ycais advance, " That toil and trouble might not be, "His child's inheritance " And we have heard him proudly say, " How British men are fiec ; " That She who. wears the crown is just, " And rules most rightfully I - "But, Oh I whoa She, with queenly power, " An erring man exalts, "She'll not allow the innocent, " To suffer ibr Ills faulti ! "She'll not bring grid and sorrow on, "A loyal yeoman's head, " She'll not withhold his free-born rights, " Or take his children's bread." — I heard no moie--yet on my car, Those accents linger still;— 'Twas but a dresm --a simple dream, Think of it. as vo will.