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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore) 6 0 Browse Search
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The first official act of the representative of a foreign Government indicating a recognition of the in-dependence of the Old Dominion, was performed April 19, by Hon. Mr. Moore, Her British Majesty's Consul at Richmond. In preparing the usual clearance papers for a British brig from Halifax, N. S., he erased the printed words United States of America, and wrote Commonwealth of Virginia. --Boston Journal, April 25.
rom the vasty deep of revolution. The cannon of Fort Sumter announced to all the world that the Baboon of Illinois had no more nuts for Virginia monkeys; and when once fully up to the idea that henceforth the star of empire had taken a Southern track; that there were patrons in Montgomery; that place and pay, if anywhere, must be searched on this side of the Potomac, and earned by devotion to State Rights — there was a revival in the church politic such as no camp meeting ever saw. When McDowall Moore can sign himself sinner saved at the bottom of an Ordinance to unite Virginia to a rebel Confederacy of slave-owners, and Bursted Baldwin inspects the troops that are to take Washington and march on Boston — who may despair of getting to glory? No heard — of bison ever went over a precipice with precipitancy like that of our mummied Federalists and galvanized Submissionists plunging into the Southern Confederacy. It is a race to Montgomery — office is at Montgomery — and the devil t
n for Annapolis. Falling in with a countryman, he offered the man $1 for a lift, which was accepted. Being worn out with fatigue, he fell asleep in the bottom of the wagon, and thus reposed until the man arrived at his destination. Starting onward again, he overtook a boy plodding along, and after some conversation engaged him as a pilot. Thus they kept on until reaching the main road, when a drunken fellow, armed to the teeth, ordered Mr. Patton to hold on. Mr. Patton said his name was Moore, and that he was going to Annapolis to collect some money which was owing him; but the fellow came to the conclusion that he was a d----d Yankee spy, and must return to the tavern near by. Here were several other rebels armed to the teeth, and very drunk. They took Mr. Patton inside, and held a Court martial, but were diversified in their decision as to how they should dispose of him. Some wanted to shoot him, others to hang him, and others to lock him up. Meantime drinks were called for, i