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The Daily Dispatch: March 13, 1865., [Electronic resource] 1 1 Browse Search
The Daily Dispatch: March 21, 1865., [Electronic resource] 1 1 Browse Search
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ge (Governor?) Pierpoint followed. He thought it idle to talk of peace to the South. It would never re-enter the Union except it were conquered, and that must be done. Mr. John Van Buren expressed the hope that when the rebellion was suppressed an opportunity would be given to practice love and charity toward our misguided brethren of the South, while the country marched forward in a career of prosperity which would be the envy and admiration of the world. [Great applause.] Mr. Dudley Field wanted to see Major Anderson back at Fort Sumter with that "old flag, " and seemed to think that the great end of the war. After that is done-- Let us struggle with all our might--first, to scatter the last rebel battalion, and then to bring on again the reign of peace, and order, and law; to establish on immovable foundations the one nation and the many States; to make each supreme in its proper sphere; to build up defences, which no man may break, around the person of every human
oint of a bloody war, but at the incidents which lie between him and it.--When he breaks the great whole into separate parts, for analysis and contemplation, he becomes overwhelmed and stupefied with the scene. The events of this war have, no doubt, succeeded each other with sufficient rapidity, yet they are tedious to us, whatever they may be to the future historian. It seems to us like an age since Major Anderson was upturned at Fort Sumter; and when we read, the other day, that Mr. Dudley Field proposed to carry him back, and make him hoist his flag there again, we involuntarily asked whether he was still alive, or had not died of old age. Xerxes is reported, by Herodotus, to have wept when he beheld his mighty comprehending five millions of the human race drawn out in the vast plain of Abydos, because the thought suddenly struck him that in one hundred years not a man of them would be left alive. In much less time than that the combatants in the present war will all hav