The New York Times on the War.
Of all the mean, low, lying, dirty sheets published in New York, the Times
is, beyond all comparison, the merest, the lowest, the dirtiest, and the most mendacious.
We had a touch of its quality last year, in the report of the Prince
' visit to this city, and the statement that he was insulted here ‘"by gangs of Irishmen, "’ and by other citizens, native-born and naturalized; a more infamous falsehood than which was, we venture to say, never published.
The war in which we are engaged, and into which we have been forced by the pertinacious determination of the Black
Republican party to rule us as their sub has given a new impulse to its lying propensities.
It has infamies to smooth over and defeats to conceal or extenuate, and it stickles at nothing to effect its object.
Profoundly alarmed by the proclamation of the ‘"Devoted Band," ’ published by us a short time since, it says:
"Now and then a flash of hate and revenge breaks out in the South
that gleams like fire from the infernal pit. We wonder, while we observe it, if the days of the devil's chaining are not ended, and he permitted to roam the world again, full licensed for a season."
If the ‘"quadrilateral"’ gentleman who does the fine writing for the Times
had only forgotten his personal safety long enough to pay a visit to the shore while he was instructing Attorney Butler
at Old Point
in the art of retreating, he might have witnessed excesses which would have added not a little to his perplexity, or else removed it altogether.
He might have seen a whole country, but a few months since smiling in peace and prosperity, converted into a howling wilderness, if not by the Prince
of Darkness himself, at least by his most potent agents on this earth — the vagabond Yankee soldiers of Butler
, who have been sent here to burn and pillage.
If he had staid long enough in his flight from Manassas
to witness the hanging of two Confederate captive soldiers by his friends, he could not possibly have entertained a doubt that the enemy of mankind had ceased to act by means of agents, and had come in person to stimulate the zeal of his adorers.
It is vain for Raymond
, or any other professor of the art of lying, to deny facts which have already become the property of history.
The infernal deeds which have been perpetrated by the Yankee
army can neither be concealed nor extenuated.
There they stand, a warning to all mankind of the fearful depths to which a cowardly and degenerate race can descend, when they no longer feel the strong arm of the world's opinion supporting them over the abyss of infamy, but are left by a righteous doom to follow the prompting of their own hearts.
It is vain for the Times
to attempt to draw off attention from the atrocious deeds of Lincoln
's minions by reprinting the refuted lies which it has been so active in inventing and propagating.
Its allusions to head shavings and half-hangings in the Southern States
have ceased to have any effect.
They answered the purpose of filling the Yankee
ranks six months ago; but Bull Run
is more powerful than Raymond
Volunteers cannot be brought to the enlisting point by all the fabrications he can either make on the spot, or all he can revive from the limbo of long-forgotten lies.
In the meanwhile, the tenderness and consideration with which the Yankee
prisoners — coming here to burn, plunder and ravish — have been treated, gives the lie to all that the devilish malice of a thousand ‘"little villainies"’ can invent.--When he tells us that ‘"we" ’ (the Yankees
) ‘"are at war with these people,"’ the Confederates
, and that ‘"it is all of their own ordering,"’ the falsehood perpetrated is too glaring to admit of discussion; and when he says that the cause of the war was a mere attempt on the part of Lincoln
to feed a body of starving men, whom the Confederates
were seeking to murder, as if it were not the same thing to relieve a beleaguered garrison and to fire on the besiegers, our only feeling is unutterable contempt for the understanding of the brutalized mob who read his paper.
If this had been all, the Times
would have received no notice at our hands.
But it has one paragraph which we cannot pass over.
"We have seized the traitors in arms, listened to their cowardly pleadings, and released them on paroles of honor, only to find them in arms again, perjured and implacable.
We have warred on our part--if war it can
be called — as a father might be supposed to war with rebellious and crazy children — with the sole view of not hurting them."
And this is told us in the face of the imprisonment of our own privateers, and the marching of them, handcuffed and chained, from loathsome dungeons in the Tombs, to the Federal Court, there to be tried for their lives, and marching them back again, amidst the hootings, howlings, hissings, and threats of furious mobs — of the events of Maryland
, the occupation of Baltimore
, the imprisonment of its citizens without trial in Fort McHenry
, the abolition of the habeas corpus,
the conversion of all the South
into a military district with no law but the law military, the search of houses, the plunder of private property, the destruction of the Constitution
, and the establishment of a dictatorship upon its ruins.
If the whole South
has been outlawed, if its entire property has been confiscated by act of the Yankee Congress
, if its citizens, refusing to bear arms in favor of the Yankee Government
, are at this moment, by a law of the same Congress, threatened with death, we are to regard it all as preempted by the same feeling that a father may be supposed to entertain for an erring child.
What, after all, is the proposition of the ‘"Devoted Band,"’ which so terribly alarms the fleet-footed strategist of the Times?
It pro- poses to do what at all times it has been considered perfectly legitimate for a belligerent to do. It proposes to do what Scipio Africanus
did, and by doing which he effected the deliverance of Rome
It proposes to carry the war into the enemy's own country.
And why not?
If it is legitimate for a Yankee force to capture and burn Richmond
, is it not legitimate for a Southern army to capture and burn Philadelphia
or New York, or both of them?
Nor is the feat so impossible as the Times
affects to believe it. Let it not lay the flattering unction to its soul.
The men can be found to
undertake it and to do it, too!