The Invasion of Maryland
.--The following advertisement appears in the Richmond Dispatch
of the twenty-first of May
.--We are anxious to tread once more our native soil.
Expectant hearts await our coming.
We struggle for freedom and the sacred shades of our sires.
We invite the untiring and undaunting to haste to rejoin the “Maryland line
,” which is reinforcing the heroic “Stonewall
's” army in the valley, and with them march to the rescue of our kinsmen in oppression and doubt.
Soldiers, it is the hour for immortality or obloquy.
The will of the veteran is sustained by Omnipotence, and the blood of the martyr shall nourish the Bay
Tree of Liberty.
Who falters, sides with the foe — who disdains odds carves his own escutcheon, which fame shall ponder and memory treasure.
Soldiers, we challenge you once more to the field.
Through the earnest solicitation of many Marylanders, Captain Edmund Barry
has accepted an appointment to lead you back to your homes.
Marylanders, will you go?
Or shall the hollow query be made, Where were they?
Sons of Revolutionary sires!
the Goddess of History is vigilant, and notes the actions of the solemn hour!
Be men, and abide the issue.
Our leader is grown grey in the clatter of arms, and is eager to offer his last, best tribute as a bequest to his posterity.
Marylanders, will you stand by him?
Soldiers, will you die with us, for our rights, and friends, and homes?
Your response gives to the riches of history the cherished reminiscences of traditional affection, or defames the scions of our honored ancestry.