The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1861-06-05
The Horrors Of Civil War.

do what is for their own good. with
10y, / have beheld my country feeling
the liveliest sense of her rights. we
have seen the wise men OF Europe,
looking on our country with adnira-
ton, and the good with hope, that
her fair example would regenerate the
old world, and restore the blessings
of equal government to long Cypress
ed humanity. But alas in place OF
maintaining this glorious attitude,
the United States of America is her.
self rushing into disorder, and disolu-
ton. Our beautiful country is about
to witness civil war. Little did
Washington, that illustrious patriot,
suspect that in SO short a time, the
stars and stripes for which he fought
so bravely and successfully, should be
BUNDLED and disgraced, and the dread
ful idea of disunion shonld have be-
come familiar to the public eye ia
miliar as to have worn off half it's hor-
rors from the minds of so many of
our citizens. Disunion what true
hearted man devoted t. his country,
can look at it but as treason and re-
plete with every curse that can give
up our dear country to desolation and
havoc This dreadful consequence is
as obvious as it is dreadful. Yes, it is
most obvious that the separation OF
the states can never take place with
out war. For If the States disposed to
go ont of the Union were unanimous
in the attempt, the general government
could not look idly on, but must resist
it, and to that effect must call out the
force of the rest of the Union to crush
it. And here what scenes are rising
before the eyes Of the nation A
whole ration suddenly plunged into
terror! We hear tbs mournful roll
of the drum and the instruments of
war beginning to sound We see the
warriors preparing their guns and
swords-not for cheerful defence of
liberty and country, but for the pur-
pose of civil discord. Sisters mute
with grief, and looking with swelling
tears on their brothers as they grid on
their glittering armor, wives and chill
dren filing their homes with lamenta-
tions for husbands and fathers going
to the contest perhaps never more to-
return But all this is but the begin
ing of sorrows; for who can paint the
scenes which ensue when the two par
ties meet ? They meet not in the
liberal spirit of stranger troop, who
fighting merely for honor or pay. are
ready in the first moment of victory to
sheath their swords, and treat the
vanquished with humanity and polite
ness; but in the bitter spirit of fam
lily quarrel, the inflated parties meet,
their fierce revengeful passion takes
fire, hardly can they wait the trum-
pets dreadful signal Then rushing
on each other they thurst and stab
and continue their cruel blows until
all is hushed in death Such is the
horrid fate of all civil wars. The
streets of ancient Rome, the plains Of
modern France, and the fields of sunny
Italy, all give ample proof, that when
brethren turn swords against each
other, war degenerates into murder
and battles into butcheries. But, oh
ye sons Of Columbia, your republic is
not yet lost-there is still hope. Then
rouse ye favored countrymen of Wash
ington, and filled with the RESPONSE
bility Of your situation, and with the
glorious spirit of ZIG, rally around the
sacred standard of your country !; as
true hearted patriots give her all your
support, and then cemented by love,
she shall becoms like the precions stone
of Ophir that defes the furnace, and
came forth from the fry trial, brighter
than ever. Remember the words of
Washington, above all things hold
dear your National Union" We
women can do nothing, but
"Our hearts are with our native land,
Our song is for her glory,
Her warriors wreath is in our hand,
Our lips breath out her story.
Her lofty hills and valleys green
Are smiling bright before U.S.
And like rainbow sign is seen
Her proud flag waving DER us :;