of interest, every tie of sympathy — as already one of the Confederate States.
She was no longer neutral, they said.
She had put her lance in rest and rallied to the charge, in the avowed quarrel that the troops attacked were on their way to oppress her next sister.
And nothing could follow but Virginia's bright falchion must flash out, and the states must lock shields and press between her and the giant she had roused.
The Gulf City had not been idle.
The echo of the first gun at Charleston had roused her people; and with a wonderful accord they had sprung to arms.
Law books were thrown aside, merchants locked up their ledgers, even students of theology forgot that they were men of peace-and all enrolled themselves in the crack companies.
No wonder, when the very best blood of the state ran in the veins of the humblest private; when men of letters and culture and wealth refused any but the post of honor, with musket on shoulder; when the most delicate fingers of their fair