Heartlessness of the enemy.
Nothing could more strikingly illustrate the general heartlessness of a people who affect to be the most humane of mankind, than the tone of levity which characterizes the
Northern press in its comments upon the war in the
South.
It discusses the matter as it would a tragedy enacted upon the boards, rather than one in real life.
It shows no evidence whatever of sympathy with its own soldiers, and even praises, with considerable enthusiasm, the military genius and character of some of the ‘"rebel
Generals,"’ which it could not do if it were thoroughly in earnest itself.
It does not seem to realize at all the solemnity, the sincerity, the profound depth with which the war takes hold of every Southern heart.
That which to us is life and death, is sport to the
North.
They do not feel the war; they do not fear it at their own firesides; they propose calmly and securely to harass, destroy, and annihilate us, while they composedly analyze in the newspapers the various processes adopted for this end, the difficulties to be overcome, and the new agencies that may have to be employed for the accomplishment of the object.
Surely, a day of retribution must come, when the blood of the innocent will no longer cry in vain from the ground, and the curses they are inflicting upon others will come home to their own bosoms.