Arkansas true Democrat., 1862-05-08


 siana regiment and one Arkansas regiment, and one Texas regiment that Missourans fought the | battle And do you, can you doubt it? If so, gaze upon the bruised and manged Mssourans III your midst and those arriving daily. They stand ilvlng | and suffering witnesses of that battle and thelf wounds are witnesses of their undaunted heroIsm and answering patriotism If this IS not satlsac- tory track the little army of the west and enumer- ! ate the mounds of dirt thrown up with hurrled l hands and left in solitude without tear or sigh, save that heaved from the breast of a comrade in l arms What tale these mounds speak to the l human heart, Here is one and there is one with no mark to attract the eye of passing friend, but solitary and alone they lie in the cheerless tomb, forgetting and forgot by all savethe stricken ones far away. But there is mark and monu- ment towering amid the clouds that elevates them to a loftier sphere. These brave men in a strange land sealed their devotion to their country with their hearts blood and immoated their bodies upon the burning altar of their country's liberty. The stranger, though an enemy, must stop and dwell ill silence there as he contempate5 his own destiny and views his own fate through the dlm vista of gloomy but fast approaching future. Do they not speak to him in language not to be forgot of bleeding hearts, aspirations lost and hopes ruined and crushed7 Do they not speak of deso- late hearthstones, of broken hearted widows and suffering orphans But look st the circumstances that surround all Missourians, then il your hearts be not touched with pity and spirit of retallatlon
 they must be adamant. We have been driven from our homes at the hour of midnight, in all kinds of weather, by our armed and mercless foes, who seek our lives and the lives of our families and the de-
 structiOn of all we possess or hold dear on earth
 Half clothed, we have wandered to the solitary camp of our friends who had raised their arms to strike the first blow which should separate us from our enemy's forever. These men, as l say, half clothed, have stood picket guard for Arkansas amid the frosts and snows of winter the winds and
 4 sl. tafc crTnV mon These men have undergone all these hardshlpS ana perils for you and your children, they havefought bled and died for you, and yet these are the men YOU select for your contumilies. Some of these men who have carried their guns since the war be-
 gan, entered with enthusiasm into our late battle, | their hearts glowing with the thought of an easy | yctory triumphant entrance into St. Lotus, and | speedy reunion with the loved ones at home, but alas! how trail is humanity! They fell with their | faces to heaven and their feet to the foe. Home and friends were forgotten amid the roar of artl- lery the rattle of muskety and the cries and moans | of the wounded and dying. The ghastiy dead lay thick wherever the vision fell, while the roar of the cannon woke from their silent slumoers the dormant passions of their soIls, and rekindled the fires of patriotism the altars of their hearts as it's echoes and echoes reverberated through the solitary wiles of the Boston mountains But now l their troubles are OCT. The islander and opprobI' ous eplthets of this unkind world are naught to | them They lie amid the wild scenes of the noun tains, with no funeral dirge save the howl of the wolf or th3 scream of @ wandering panther. And l as our gallant little band of brothers retired from | the contest, weak, wounded and sick, where was | the ministerng hand to alleviate their pains, to comfort their sorrows, and kndle in their hearts those feelings which should ever animate the human breast? Strong men bowed down with grief and shame cried where; sick men with disease gnawing at their yias, cried where the faint breath ot the ', .l, l., F,.,a dying, in putul oans, erred Where the pale lace of the gory dead, cried where and as the notes ot sorrow and distress oated from valley to valley and echoed from mountain to mountain, growing fainter and fainter in the distance, there came response l from aD echong voice. crying, oh. wherei Oh! God was there no soft hand Ito smooth the dying pillow or cool the fcvered brow! Was there no sister of charity mercy to witness the last throes of dy- l ing mortal? A hollow voice, as Ii from the cav l erns of woe and misery, cried none. But crowded into one small room were the sick, the wounded. 1 the dying and the dead. And what man, the proudest and best creature of God would not do | the dark angel of Death viewing this horrible pie ture of misery, came from his lofty habtation and as the shadow of his wing fell upon suffering hu- manity, they passed without a struggle from the vile vituperations of this vain world to that repese which death, though monster, grants all his vic tins. Oh! philanthropy, thou arta jewel. Would that the diadem of virtue with all the christian graces might shine with thy transcendent lnstre
 Where is the hosnitalitXof kackensack2 So far as have seen and heard, there l. none save that shown by the pretty ladies of Little Rock, to our soldiers and for this kindness they have our heart
 felt thanks and united support and defence in time of danger. And yet these are the men whose pre-
 tended and magnfed faults and crimes you circu- late through the land. Did say magnifedl Yes, you magnify them through the medium of your own insignfcance. Vile sanderer. go on, cast vour ob0quies at the fair names and rel uiations 0
 .r. .+l, rtA ltv scum of your own coIruption and forever Jeopar- dize your souls happiness. Hurl the mghty shafts of thy envy, pointed with thy bitter mace at our breasts we arc ready and willing But remember there may be a time when the troubled waters oi Arkansas will need a dew drop from the clouds Oi mercy to calm their agitation, Remember, there may be time when the aid of Missourans will be needed. Then, in the language ofanother, "Ihelr visits will resemble the golden sands hurled from the cha, tot wheels of God omnipotent, which dili- gence likes to gather and hang around the fair neck of memory. But say what you may. Do what you can, and think what you please, you can never tarnish the name of a Missourlan. Though a moral earthquake should shake our land to It's foundation, vet old Missouri will stand firm and bid defiance to the shock. Though an ocean ot corruption roll oer our land, yet Missouri will be pure and shed her light among the states of our Confederacy, as the stars shine amid the blue Of the concave sphere of heaven Though the stars and stripes may float from the capitol of all the other southern states: yet. Missourians will hold the stars and bars above their fair fabric of lnde
 pendence and fly to the relief of her sister states like a bright exotic from mlder spere. She will add another star the southern galaxy, which will form wall around us impregnable against all the attacks of our enemies, and write the name Of Sterling Price encompassed in a wreath oi bright Iaurels upon the highest pinnacle of the temple Of fame If danger threatens your city, while we are here we ssare ready and wiling to stand by you and share alike the fortunes and misfortunes ot batle
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