Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-05-07

blockade, cut of from all intercourse abroad,
and patiently awaiting the attack of an invad-
ing foe. The telegraph publishes the news
to our inland cities-'tis Il sweeping ruin.-
Whole blocks Of stores are closed al once on
every street. Thousands Of enterptising
clerks are turned loose upon the world. TIE
capitalist collects in his scattered funds with
all haste. and closes up his concerns. Pro-
perry Is valueless-why should he longer en-
bark his decaying capital where he can only
expect TO see it swallowed upl Whole class.
es OF operatives are in Consequence unexpert.
edly thrown upon the public charity. TO tie
man who lived upon his income, every houl
brings intelligence of some Joint company
dissolved, OF Of some firm insolyeni. The
credit and banking systems fall with one gen.
eral crash, and untold millions of individual
property are sunk in the mighty ruin. Trade
stagnates; for the currency has deprecated
Agriculture is on the retrograde; for there
are few TO till The soil, and no market for the
produce. The arts come 10 a stand; for me-
chanics cannot work without money. The
public schools are broken up; fr the funds
for their support are appropriated 10 the ma
tional defense. Misery stalks abroad in the
streets Of our crowded cities, and dismay sis
silently upon every countenarce.
But the terrors have Gully com,ncnced.-
Our enemy attempts a l~anding-tho North
and the South become at once the seat Ct war.
Naval actions transpirr, and our shipping is
damaged. Presently Mobile is bombarded.
and half her streets laid in ashes. Troops
are landed. For days together the fertile
plantations of Alabama are rayaged wiihou:
mercy. The slave population, made by the
cruel arm Of oppressive Legislation 10 he the
natural enemies of the government, flock in
vast muliitudes 10 the hostile standard. Now
the desolating tide of %serviie war, rolls like a
sea of pillows over half the devoted South.
Whole States are rocked by domestic c%onvul-
sions, and the very foundations Of social or
der broken up.
Meanwhile The storm Of battle breaks upon
the Atlantic coast. An attack on New York
is planned and executed, Brooklyn, with
the vast stores Of the Navy Yard, has already
capitulated TO a superior force Of the enemy.
A powerful Armament has sailed up the Day.
Alas! now, for the city of Mammen! She
has banks, and warehouses, and exchanges,
and stores, and churches, and mansions of
wealth without numher-but what shall in
SuTp llpm DnVy1 IIer i'm nrnrp,blo C,r,ro,,
ess, frowning down from their thousand dark
loop holes and smoky old b~attlements, can
but poorly defend her; for hostile navics
crowd her spacious Bay, and the banner Of
Invaders floats securely on the towers Of her
sister city. There she is, right between her
allied foes-her harbor all exposed to the can
nonade of the floating batteries, and her roofs
open to the raining fire Of a thousand howit-
GERS. Pass up the streets of The great me-
tropolis. The engagement is thickening
around us. The trees of The Park over our
heads are crashing with cannon shot. The
murderous grape and cannisier Of the foe
sweep hundreds Of men from our parapels at
every discharge. Their bursting shells scat
ter ruin and horrible death over half the city.
Two hundred and sixty cannon open the work
OF carnage on our part, whose thunders shake
The pavements Of the town. Our shot tears
fercely through the solid ranks of the enemy,
leveling whole squadron at once. Cannon
balls whistle over their heads, and smoke
along the rock-paved streets of Brooklyn
Heavy blocks Of buildings are dreadfully
shattered, splinters Of shivered timber fill the
air, a wide sheet Of corpses lines the opposite
side Of the Ferry, and Of our men some thou
sands already lie bleeding and gasping be-
hind the pickets. During this sanguinary
struggle a heavy cannonade on the right an
nounces that the action is opened by the en-
emy's shipping. Already the harbor for a
mile Up, is lined by our cannon. The guns
Of tho Battery ale manned so as to sweep
half the Bay. The lower part Of the city is
one dense mass Of citizens and soldlery.-
Troops Of eXasperated men come rushing fu-
riousIy down Broadway, eager 10 join in the
murderous strife. Rum has maddencd a por-
ton of them; revenge infatuated The rest
The conflict now becomes awfuI. The old
Battery is wrapped in an incessant sheet of
fame. The solid masonry OF The Pier trem-
b!es under the roar of huge artillery. The
blaze of battle streams from the countless port
holes of Governors Island. Two hundred
War ships, grim with death, thunder back
the dire response. The wharf is raked, ill
half its guns are silenced. The canister and
grape go whistling over the Quay, ~ploughing
through those solid ranks Of men. The float
ing batteries with their murderous shot EMIL
AIDE whole avenues at once, piling the tho
TonshiaFes with heaps Of quivering corpses.
by a feint the enemy have succeeded in
Ianding a powerful d~etachment frn,n Rrnnk.