who are bound to each other by the holiest of past associations, are struggling for supremacy.
All is defeat; all is disaster; all is misfortune, tears, and mourning.
Do not let us efface with blood every sacred memory that may yet bind these men to us as brothers.--Give one sign of invitation before the death struggle be renewed.
Let the spirit of forgiveness pass between the lines of those opposing hosts, and with the blessings of Providence those armed legions will take a lesson from Sabinia and early Rome, whose soldiers, united by domestic ties, threw down their weapons upon the battle's verge, and sprang to each other's embrace.
Sir, I have spoken freely, studying only to make my words an index to my thought.
My opinions have brought upon me the censure, often most discourteously expressed of many who differ with me; but for that I care but little.
I am content to bide the hour that shall set me right before my countrymen.
As I have believed the prosecution of this w