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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 1 (search)
rved thy mighty hand, Till in thy breast had warmed the traitor band, Thank God! the serpent nursed and nourished there, Timely thrust forth to bite the winter air, Poisons no more where it would fain have fed, And hisses harmless wrath till trampled dead. Thank God, though late, the righteous cause is thine, Ready to drink thy cup like festal wine. Thank God, however dark thy day be found, Patriots shall sow with flowers the Bloody Ground. Thank God, for Breckinridge and Buckner's shame; Crittenden speaks, and Rousseau's sword's aflame; (And, Prentice!--blame your newsboy!--by the Eternal, You take the War Department of — the Journal!) Lo! where they stand, the impious-hearted ones, Who dare to call themselves Kentucky's sons! No! the old Mother knows them not; she knows Her household shame, her fireside's fiercest foes. Her curse is on them — lo! the Mother saith, “Scatter my chaff before the cannon's breath!” --Therefore, O Year, within thy coffin lie, Wrapped in the costliest
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), Crittenden's Retreat. (search)
Crittenden's Retreat. Somerset, Feb. 13.--I have just returned from Albany, and receiving a very graphic account of the enemy's retreat or flight from Mill Springs, after the battle of Logan's Field, by a lady living on the road a short distance above Monticello, I send you her statement. Early on Monday morning they commenced passing along the road and through the fields, some riding, some on foot. Some wagons had passed during the night. All who could seemed inclined to run. In a lot near by, some three hundred horses belonging to the tories had been kept to feed and regain strength, as they were in a very bad condition. During the forepart of the day, men passing on foot had taken every horse, often without bridle or saddle; at times a string was used in place of bridles. Not a horse was left along the road. One of their wagons would be passing along a high road; any one who would come along would cut a horse loose, mount and away. Another would follow suit, until the