wning event of the secession movement — it unites the South.
But how could it have been otherwise?
The noble old mother never faltered yet in the performance of a duty; it is too late for her to do so now. Rich as she is in deeds that are writ upon the brightest pages of history, this last work of duty and patriotism surpasses them all.
A lady of New Orleans thus amend the song of "Virginia and the Confederate Wagon":
Hurrah! for Old Virginia, She's slow but very sure-- Her Wise men urged her on, and now She's knocking at the door Of the brave Secession wagon-- Then set it open wide, We've kept a cozy corner for Her dear old self inside.
Chorus.--Room in the wagon!
Room in the wagon!
In the strong Confederate wagon, For our darling and our pride!
The New Orleans Picayune of the 19th instant says:
The reception, yesterday, by telegraph, of the glad tidings of Virginia's determination to join the Confederate States, produced in our city the most en