The Richmond Whig
thus eloquently calls to arms:
Allons enfants de la patric!
Le jour de glotre est arrives
the invaders are upon you.--The bloody standard of tyranny is erected on your soil.
They come to butcher and enslave — they come to desolate your homes, to slaughter your children — to pollute your wives and daughters.
let their accursed blood quench the thirst of your fields.
what transports of fury should be excited by the mercesary tools of Despots, polluting our sacred soil!
Sacred love of country!
guide and impel our avenging steel!
Liberty! beloved liberty!
rally with thy animating voice Victory to the standard of thy
Down with the tyrants!
Let their accurned blood manure our fields.
The telegraph announces that Lincoln
's armed mercenaries yesterday morning invaded the Commonwealth
3 nd took possession of Alexandria
The fact is enough.
If we are worthy of the freedom we have boasted, of the glorious ancestors, who won that freedom for us we will maintain it or die!