The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1862-03-05
Disgusting TOadyism-HonOrs to a


Disgusting TOndyism-HOnOrs to a
Traitor and n Spy.
Night before last we were present by in
Yitation at the reception of Gen. Buckner
and Stat, at the Union depot, Indianapolis. 4
It was after midnight, and the depot having
been closed against all outsiders, the spec
tntors were few IN number. Col. King, of
the 18th U. S. Infantry, had been detailed
to escort Gen. Buckner to his quarters,
while two squads of private soldiers under
| command of Lieuteuants, rested on their
arms at the east and west ends of the depot
Gen. Love, Adjutant Gen. Noble, Assistant
| Adjutant Gen. Wilson and U. 5. Marshal
Rose were present. Upon the arrival OF
the train and a proper disposition of the
guards, Capt Wallace, of the 18th Indiana,
who with his company had accompanied |
the rebels from Fort DOnelsOn, handed over |
/ Gen. Buckner to the custody OF Col. KING. |
The rebel General was dressed IN the light !
gray uniform of the Kentucky State Guard,
and. save a few additional lines of care on /
his bronzed face and lighter shade of sill
yer in his hair, he looked the self same IN
dividual as when three years ago he En-
joyed the hospitality Of our city. A short
cloak partially concealed his sword and
side arms, which, under the order OF Gen.
Grant. be had been allowed to retain.
Entering the ladies' reception room,
! Buckner advanced to Gen. Love, with
whom he had been intimately acquainted,
and grasped him warmly by the hand
{ Gen. Love, although polished gentleman,
could not repress an instructive shrinking
] from the infamous rebel and met his adj
vances with frigid GOODNESS. Bgckner fell
= back upon his digRity, and with stiff IN
| Quiry after the health of an old friend, put
in merely to relieve an wildcat embarrass-
}. ment, gracefully touched his cap, and turn
= ed on his heel Entering a private car
d rage, in company with Col King, be was
i driven to the new postoffiee building, where
q a room had been fitted up for his accommo-
= dation on the third floor. The room, we
d understand is we'll furnished, Uncle Sam,
k as usual, footing the bill. A Brussels car
, pet adorns the floor, humane forethonghtl
ID since the dull sound of his military boots
DR. on the bare floor might break too harshly
10 upon his delicate ear. Al soft bed, with
Ill snow white sheets and blankets, WOO the
as rebel chief to baImy sleep. A bright Goa
W fire sheds cheerful light over the simple
he elegance of the apartment.
nc Nothing has been omitted which nigh
G. contribute to his comfort, and but for the
as solitary tread of the sentinel at the door
'et and the remorse which is busy at his heart
ne he might imagine himself " at home, II
ng dressing gown and slippers, willing awal
re the hours in luxurious ease. We turn iron
this scene to contemplate another. In
gloomy prison, in Southern city, Colone
Corcoran, a brave and a true man, who's
boots this rebel traitor is not worthy t
polish, gazes wishfully up to the grated win
the dow Of his cell, and turns YEARLY upon h
rotten straw to think of freside, home an
= kindred. No flag of truce, with all th
20 pomp and circumstance of war, brings
zen his arms pale faced watcher who, fl
our weary months, has counted the hours of hi
he confinement. Look on this picture an
!, then on that. Mrs. ~Buckner and Mr.
ne Corcoran-one the wife of n rebel officer,
icy shameless traitor and spy a woman wi
my while Kentucky tremblsd in the baianc
80 and her husband hesitated between loyalt
and dishonor, cast in the weight of oil h
ON charms against her country. More tbs
ing thia While the LOYAL women vi Lvulsvll
and m0urned IN sorrow over the treason OF J1c
sons, lured from their daty and their hom
., by the low cunning and honied words
'ih, Simon Buckner, she hung out a rebel ba
, to ner from her doorway and was jubila
over the temporary triumphs of the reb
md arms.
The fair creature, escorted by flag
Gu truce from Columbus, comes in state
indianapolis to see her husband, and the
to are those within that city who, with wor'
Of loyalty upon their lips and goVernme
contracts In their pockets, Will be proud
70 do her honor. Already are they clamoro
for an interview with Buckner, and
lur- every corner and in every crowd, in 3
cess of charity, they put in a word Of 6
tenuation for his crime. Out upon Il
Gu disgusting toadyisml 1t is revolving
sa every sense of proprIety and comm
ring justice. 1t is an undeserVed mercy tn
this man Buckner is not strung up to t
first tree and quartered. He is a doub
ing dyed traitor. He should be thrown into
dungeon to await the penalty of his heino
mi crime, and instead of the creature CO.
+ forts which mitigate his punishment,
- should be condemned to prison fare and
1oo feIon's accommodations. How can \
hope To crush out this rebellion if t
f 10 leading conspirators, when captured, a
bat to be lionized in our loyal cities, and feai
~ ed on The fat Of the land Lgfaye