The arrest of any of
Morgan's escaped officers is sad enough, but their arrest in
Kentucky, their native State, is intensely disgusting.
They could get through even Porkopolls in safety, but when they reached
Kentucky they were caught very promptly, and are probably by this time once more in a Yankee dungeon, and destined to be treated with ten-fold horrors and indignities.
Oh, Kentucky, "the hunters of
Kentucky," hunting their own kith and kin, playing the bloodhounds for Yankee Nimrods, slaves themselves and kidnapping their own brethren into Yankee bondage.
How are the mighty fallen.
The old
Kentucky lion exchanging places with the
Yankee jackal, and piloting the ignoble beast to prey!
servants and constables to the
Yankees!
what a price to pay for the scraps that fall from
Lincoln's table!