Our country has been called again to bow in sorrow and, at the same time, in humiliation. In sorrow, because an honest, laborious, well-meaning patriotic public servant has been murderously assaulted while doing his duty, and this without any cause whatsoever. In humiliation, because here, in this land of free speech, of free press, and of democratic government, where the poorest has as much to say who shall be ruler as the most wealthy; here, where the ruler is as a brother to the poorest citizen, where despotism is unknown and liberty in its broadest sense is the heritage and the right of all; here the anarchistic assassin plies his accursed work and excuses his deed by calling it a righteous one.
With feelings of sorrow and abhorrence, mingled with rage, the American people have again stood in the presence of their chief magistrate lying prostrate from a bullet sent