We shall miss at this session of the Virginia Convention the graceful form of
John S. Carlile. It seems but yesterday that he was ‘"abusing our patience;"’ but, feeling sure we knew the man, we had to look on and listen helpless and almost hopeless, whilst that hireling of
Lincoln deceived and betrayed the true men of the Virginia Convention.
It seems but yesterday that
Carlile walked our streets with the air of a conqueror; but where is he now?
The high-minded and gallant Union men with whom he acted, as soon as they discovered the real character and purposes of
Lincoln, unfuried at once the flag of independence, and railied under it like the gailant gentlemen and true
Virginians they are, whilst
Carlile sneaked off at once to hold council with
Lincoln, and has since orgnaized the rebellion and invasion in
Western Virginia.
And yet we want to see
Carlile against!
We pine for his presence!
We would gladly see him elevated even higher than when he was last in
Richmond.
Let the authorities offer a liberal reward for
Carlile, and we doubt not some patriotic Buckeye will soon bring him to
Richmond.