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The Daily Dispatch: September 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], Visiting home covered with glory. (search)
se who hear of them or read about them. Describing the life and character of Hannibal, he thus writes: " I, demens, et saevas curre per Alpes Ut pueris placeas, et declamatio flas." We have said that the effort of our people and our press to urge our officers to proceed with forward and offensive movements, and rebuking them for delay, is weak, wicked, and mischievous. We have a very recent proof and example of the correctness of our suggestions in the conduct of the Federals. Scott, Lincoln, and Seward knew that their troops were not sufficiently disciplined for an invasive movement, and were opposed to the attack at Bull Run and Manassas, but yielded their opposition to the abuse of the Northern press and the clamors of the mob. It was a weak and inexcusable procedure on their parts; but all men seek the approbation of their fellow men, and are more or less influenced by their opinions. We have no doubt whatever that some of our officers will be hurried into acts of
The Daily Dispatch: September 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], Lincoln as a letter writer. (search)
Gen. McClellan. --The Commander-in-Chief of the Yankees, who has superseded Gen. Scott, professed, when a West Pointer, to sympathize warmly with the South. Like all genial and generous Northern men, he preferred the warm-hearted Southrons to en he is talked of as a man of genius, he would laugh in his sleeve at the idea, if he were not as vain as a peacock or Gen. Scott. His only success was in Western Virginia, and but for the aid of a spy and traitor, even that success would never have, and converting him into a Napoleon on the strength of his exploit in Western Virginia, is puerile and absurd. Poor old Scott, a short time ago, was the Captain of the age ! Poor old man, sitting with his legs in a tub of ice water, and when asked do him reverence. We never hear of him now. "Oh, no; they never mention him; they never breathe his name." Where is old Scott?--We fear that Lincoln has made way with the dear old man. We insist that a habeas corpus shall be procured by hook or cr