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t must be quite refreshina, Layina wide awake oa nights, Callina back them grand old struggles, Them old Revolution Fights. Well, they say the world's progressina; May be 'tis,--but ain't it queer, While old Bunker Hill is standina, We should have sich doins here?-- Rebels fighting 'gainst their country, Traitors crossing ocean's wave, All to damn the blessed Union That their Fathers died to save! I'm not over-cute in guessina, But I reckon I can tell Pretty nigh the bone you're after, Messrs. Mason and Slidell. It's “no go,” depend upon it. You ca'n‘t come it quite — cause why? We're as wide awake as you are; Guess you'll learn it, by an' by. Stranger, when yer suit of homespun With its Yankee buttons blazed, Mr. M., it is said, has worn for a year or two past, “a coarse suit of gray clothing, claimed to be home-spun in Virginia, as indicative of his extreme Southern views, but which was covered all over with Connecticut buttons.” Didn't think you'd come to this now, Did
. On one Sabbath he had his church ornamented with U. S. flags and brass eagles; his hymns were the Star-Spangled Banner, the Red, White, and Blue, and Hail Columbia. He prayed that the Union may be preserved, even though blood may come out of the wine-press even unto the horses' bridles, by the space of a thousand and six hundred furlongs. In the course of his sermon he said: I trust our troops will rally and wipe out the disgrace of Manassas, though it cost the life of every rebel under arms. Let Davis and Beauregard be captured to meet the fate of Haman. Hang them up on Mason and Dixon's Line, that traitors of both sections may be warned. Let them hang until the vultures shall eat their rotten flesh from their bones; let them hang until the crows shall build their filthy nests in their skeletons; let them hang until the rope rots, and let their dismembered bones fall so deep into the earth that God Almighty can't find them in the day of resurrection. --Mobile Tribune.
relates the following singular story: As for Columbus, I repeat my confidence in the genius of Beauregard. If the place can be held by human pluck and skill, he will hold it. To show his military intuition, I will tell you a fact which came to me lately from the chief of his staff. Do you remember a story in the Yankee papers about an interview between McClellan, Lincoln, and a third person, whose name was not given? McClellan told Abraham of the trap he had laid to catch our forces at Mason's and Munson's Hills, and said that it must inevitably have succeeded but for the treachery of some person who threw up rockets to give the rebels warning in time to get out of the way. Only two persons, added McClellan, knew of this plan; one is myself, the other is now in this room. This other person is believed to have been Adjutant-General Thomas, who, about that time, lost his high position in the United States Army. In truth, though, poor Thomas was as innocent of treason as an unbor
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), 100. Pacific MacARONICSRONICSronicsronics. (search)
100. Pacific MacARONICSRONICSronicsronics. Seward, qui est Rerum cantor Publicarum, atque Lincoln, Vir excelsior, mitigantur-- A delightful thing to think on. Blatat Plebs Americana, Quite impossible to bridle. Nihil refert; navis cana Brings back Mason atque Slidell. Scribit nunc amoene Russell; Laetuslapis The scholiast suggests Gladstone. claudit fiscum; Nunc finitur omnis bustle. Slidell — Mason — pax vobiscum! --London Press. 100. Pacific MacARONICSRONICSronicsronics. Seward, qui est Rerum cantor Publicarum, atque Lincoln, Vir excelsior, mitigantur-- A delightful thing to think on. Blatat Plebs Americana, Quite impossible to bridle. Nihil refert; navis cana Brings back Mason atque Slidell. Scribit nunc amoene Russell; Laetuslapis The scholiast suggests Gladstone. claudit fiscum; Nunc finitur omnis bustle. Slidell — Mason — pax vobiscum! --London
ave. Officers.--Chairman, Arad Barrows; Recording Secretary, J. B. Wade; Treasurer, B. S. Brown; Steward, J. T. Williams; Physician, E. Ward; Corresponding Secretary, Robt. R. Corson. Committee of Gentlemen.--Arad Barrows, Bazilla S. Brown, Joseph B. Wade, Isaac B. Smith, Sr., Erasmus W. Cooper, Job T. Williams, John W. Hicks, George Flomerfelt, John Krider, Sr., Isaac B. Smith, Jr., Charles B. Grieves, James McGlathery, John B. Smith, Curtis Myers, Dr. Eliab Ward, Chris. Powell, Capt. W. S. Mason, Charles S. Clampitt, Leopold M. J. Lemmens, D. L. Flanagan, Richard Sharp, Chs. H. Kingston, Robert R. Corson. Committee of Ladies.--Mrs. Mary Grover, Mrs. Hannah Smith, Mrs. Priscilla Grover, Miss Sarah Holland, Mrs. Margaret Boyer, Mrs. Eliza J. Smith, Mrs. Anna Elkinton, Mrs. Ellen B. Barrows, Mrs. Mary L. Field, Mrs. Ellen J. Lowry, Mrs. Martha V. R. Ward, Mrs. Eliza Plumer, Mrs. Emily Mason, Mrs. Mary Green, Miss Catharine Baily, Mrs. Eliza Helmbold, Miss Amanda Lee, Mrs. Eliz
118. Sonnet to Virginia. by G. D. Whitimore. “Great mother of great” --darkies, Hark! the Yankee heel-tap! Bare now thy ebon breast, let flash thy stealings. Where's Floyd? Dignity Mason, sic-sap: O great, prodigious, Southern land! (I mean, of course, geographically,) Won't your most suprising style of chivalry Make some new Cervantes jolly? Look forth! our banners fill the Southern sky, With every wave our hearts' blood throb: Live coals we come! thy furnace glows. Great God, direct the flame and end these woes. Let slavery — clog of death — to wrath be hurled, Then Freemen's willing hand will clothe the
Mr. Mason in Parliament.--The person who attracted most attention at the opening of Parliament was the Southern Commissioner, Mr. Mason, who had a seat in one of the side-galleries. Singularly enough, his next neighbor was a negro of the deepest dye, one of the Haytian embassy, I believe; at all events, he must have been of note to get a place in that exclusive locality. Necessity brings people into strange companionship. I noticed that he listened very intently to the speech until the endMr. Mason, who had a seat in one of the side-galleries. Singularly enough, his next neighbor was a negro of the deepest dye, one of the Haytian embassy, I believe; at all events, he must have been of note to get a place in that exclusive locality. Necessity brings people into strange companionship. I noticed that he listened very intently to the speech until the end of the paragraph relating to the Trent affair had been read, and then he laid his hands over his knees, leaned back, and yawned vigorously, as though he was terribly bored by the whole business. Correspondent of the Manchester (Eng.) Weekly Express and Review.