and then indignantly turning on his heel, addressed himself to the grave Alabamian
, to the following purport:
Well, I'll be----if that is not a burning disgrace, which no decent white man can tolerate.
Isn't that nigger regiment too great an insult?
jumped to his feet, and replied, while his eyes flashed fire:
Sir, there is not a negro in that regiment who is not a better man than a rebel to this Government, and for whom I have not a thousand times more respect than I have for a traitor to his country.
I think that the best possible use the Government can make of negroes is to take them and make them fight against the rebels.
No traitor is too good to be killed by a negro, no weapon too severe to be used against the wretches who are endeavoring to overthrow the Government.
Now, sir, swallow that, whether you like it or not.
The rebel darted off in utter amazement, without uttering a syllable of reply, leaving the sturdy Alabamian
, who cherished the jewel of patriotism as something more precious than flocks of slaves, “alone in his glory.”