Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1862-05-08
Number 25.
rron the N..hrille ual0n. Aprll 8.

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TN Honrs or NAsHvrLLx.--As We
stood on Capitol HiIl. the other day.
and our eyes swept the bright and
variegsted landscape which hes en-
bosomed in green gurdie Of bills.
sotened TO the gaze By that fairy mist
which seems the very drspery Of
Hesvea-as we deserted here and
there, lovely and magnificent suburban
residences, half hidden in the shady
embrace of cool and rustling groves.
and watched the river winding through
labyrinth of wooded hills, Ike the
shining path of the Blessed ones--sa
the fragrance OF the fora Of the South
hosted up ike incense to the skies, and
the song Of the birds gushed forth Ia
widest miastreIsy ike the expression
Of some throbbing heart overfoving
Of love and gratitude to God-we said
to ourselves, "How beautiful are the
homes Of NsshVillsl" In the wide cir
cult of the land, there are no lovelier
sbodes, and these were q few short
months happy homes. Love gathered
his idols around the household altar,
and friendship held perpetual festival.
We prOspered, we fourished, We in
creased; We reveled in all those bless.
ings which kind Heaven, "dearer and
more loving to man than man is to him. !.
SELF" bestows on our ungrateful race.
"oh, thrice happy. If we only had
known our own goodP' Treason plot
ted--Conspiracy held her midnight
orgies--rebellion leaped madly forth
with sword and torch, and smote down
the flag Of loyalty--patriots fed. or re-
NAMED and wept in bitterness Of spirit.
Heaven itself seemed to frown on land
which was polluted with the sacrilege
Of her own sons. Oh. how changed
were all thingsl Anguish and terror
pervaded every family. The homes Of
Nashville were robbed Of their dearest
inmates. The statues OF Clay, Of Jack
son, of White, Of Polk, were hurled
rudely from their shrines, and their
vacant inches were flled with those Of
Pillow, and Harris, and Cheatham.--
The Constitution Of Tennessee and of
the Union were trampled under foot
The Farewell Addresses Of Jackson
and Washington were cast aside, and
instead, an infamous Vigilance Commit.
tee threatened all who spoke for the
Union with "cold steel and 6ulletsi"-
The dark tide, turbid as the waves of
hell, enguIphed and swept over all
things, carrying with il q venal press
and debauched and time-serving pull
! pit. The wstchman on the walls Of
Zion were either traitors, or "dumb
dogs who could not bark" And now
see the trail of the serpentl Why goes
that stricken mother drsped in mourn
ing7 Why weeps that desolste widow?
Why is that young and beautiful girl
robed in garb whose ''inky hue" tells
Of the loss of her hearts dearest idol?
And was there cause for all this?--
Who dare approach the bar Of eternal
Justice and say, alt was right to turn
all this gladness into mourning" No
one. The devil himself would shrink
abashed from uttering a falsehood so
atrocious. Oil it was q most foul, re-
morseless, pitiless, causeless, disastrous
rebellion, striking at the nations heart.
and poisoning every fountain Of dOmss-
tic happiness!
All the world lifts up lis hands and
cries in horror at the Infamous fratri-
eide. In all the borders Of civilization,
there rises no one TO plead the justi6cs-
ton Of this nations plotted DEATH
We have no advocate in Earth or Heav-
en-. Our friends aud kindred slain on
many a fatal field cry to rs to syenge
their death on their hesrtless deceivers--
on Harris, and Davis, and Pillow, and
their guilty comrades in this carnival
of treason. Oh, mothers and daugh-
ters of Nashville, shall "the late re.
morse Of love" not plead in trumpet
tones, against "the damnation OF their
taking Off" Come back to the old
flag. While it waved over your homes
all was peace and happiness. when
il departed, the shadow OF death dark.
ened your households. and chilled your
yery hearts. That flag has returned
in triumph, borne by your own tried
and faithful son, and loyal citizen SOL
diers. Not flower or blade of grass
do they destroy in anger. Their mis-
sion is one Of love and reconciliation.-
Think of the past and its thousand holy
and beautiful memories, and then let
the fame Of rekindled patriotism leap
forth from the altar Of your hearts. 10
be extinguished no more forever! The
homes Of Nashville shall then again be