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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 424 (search)
:--This great and long-standing conspiracy was well known in its outlines to Mr. Buchanan himself. We heard from his own lips, previous to his entering upon the duties of the Presidency, that he had been reliably informed (we think he said by Gov. Wise) that the officers of the army and navy had been polled on the question whether, in case of a rupture between the two sections of the Union, they would respectively go with the North or the South; and that nearly every Southern man answered he would adhere to the section that gave him birth. Here we have proof not only that this conspiracy had assumed its present determinate shape five years ago, and only waited for opportunity; but that Mr. Buchanan was perfectly well aware of the fact at the very time when he took some of the leaders into his Cabinet; and when he was passively aiding Cobb, Floyd, Thompson, and Toucey, in their plans to cripple the Federal Government, and assure the success of the rebellion. --Ohio Statesman, May 25.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 538 (search)
th whiskey,--no matter for that; He must die like a dog in the hempen cravat! What is Pat's little frolic, to what they have done? 'Tis tile foulest conspiracy under. the sun: The treason of Arnold was nothing to that, Yet he richly deserved the hempen cravat! They plotted, like him, with no wrongs to repay; How could they.be wronged, when they had their own way? They bullied the North,--we submitted to that, And, once in a while, to the hempen cravat! They wasted our treasure, by putting in Cobb To shell it out freely,--in other words, rob; When the country was bankrupt — he brought us to that-- He resigned, and ran off from the hempen cravat! We had a few arsenals, so they employed A traitor to empty them--Brigadier Floyd; He sent our arms South, for this and for that, And stripped us of all — but the hempen cravat! Our gold in their pockets, our guns in their hands, Of course we must listen to all their demands: They will break up the Union--what say ye to that? My answer, brave bo