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The Daily Dispatch: March 6, 1861., [Electronic resource], The Presidential inauguration. (search)
New York police in Southern Cities. The Baltimore American states that Mr. Kennedy, Superintendent of the Police of New York city, candidly confesses that his detectives have been employed in Baltimore and other Cities further South, ferreting out secret organizations, attending the meetings of Southern volunteers, &c., to ascertain if any plot really existed for the assassination of the President. He confesses his disbelief of any such plot. The probability is that we have had these Black Republican spies in our own city, and perhaps a few more are left of the same sort. We trust our own police will be required to keep a good look out for these myrmidons of Lincoln, who have had the audacity already to establish a system of espionage on Southern soil, and for any willing instruments of theirs who may still be found here, ready to give aid and comfort to any scheme, however infernal, of the Helper and Jone Brown Administration.
The Daily Dispatch: March 6, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 1 (search)
to think, can be destroyed in Maryland and Virginia by coercion. Seward knows better. He knows that the only way to eradicate slavery in Virginia is by the formation of a Seward-Union party. The procession has just marched down to Pennsylvania A venue. Rather a decent show. The fellows that have white, red or blue rags crossed over the breasts and fluttering over their horses cruppers, look so proud and pretty. I had no idea there were so many respectable horses in this region. Here goes a grand thing-a-ma-jig, a "busting great big" car, called the "Constitution," drawn by six horses all named "Union," according to the coverlids on their backs. The car is filled with thirty-four little girls, all dressed in white frocks, which will get mighty dirty, because the wind is kicking up a devil of a dust. Now the open space in front of the City Hall is nearly thinned out. Your correspondent will repair to Brown's. What he sees there, will be duly related in his next. Zed.