"Can such things Be?"
--When the dis d information of
Macbeth induced to he saw the ghost of murdered Banq the exclamation was, "Gan., such things and overcomes as like a cloud without our special wonder?" This quotation must find an appropriate response in the bosom of those modern sooth ers, with whom the wish is more than the father to the thought, who have hither to so dolorously proclaimed in the fullness of their hopes that
Richmond must inevitably fall into the hands of the
Yankees.
But now that Southern chivalry has broken the lance of despotism, and made the second "grand army" seek safety alone in flight, they mentally exclaim, "Can such things be?" Those who believed and openly taught the idea that the fate of
Norfolk and New Orleans would be the fate of
Richmond when
McClellan, the gust, should pronounce its doom, are now more amazed and self-stultified than was
Macbeth at the imaginary appearance of Banquo.
They dreamed in their imaginations that
Richmond would now be a smouldering pile of shapeless rains, over which some reporter of the New York
Herald could stalk at leisure, write at pleasure, and lie
ad libitum! But lo!
that beautiful city still stands in all us fair proportions, without even one "mortal wound upon its crown!
How do you now feel, gentlemen?
The most prominent head of the hydra of despotism has been crushed, and the whole body writhes in painful contortion !
Richmond still stands the proud old Capital of the mother of States, and the honored
Metropolis of the Southern Confederacy. W next you prophecy that
Virginia will be over run and the ts of
Richmond be p ed by the presence of a victorious foe, remember the battle by the waters of the
Chickahominy, and ask yourselves where the — old "S. overall"
Jackson is?--Dakattle Register.
