Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1862-03-21
THE "oLD GLORY" AT NASHVILLE.

THE "OLD GLORY" AT NASHVILLE. |
The Worlds Nashville correspondents in
teresting account of the unfurling of " Old
Glory" concealed Union flag, on the top of
the the Capitol at Nashville, and his account
Of its owner, Capt. VIM. Driver, faithful
Union man, an old Salem shpmaster, who
has been a resident of Tennessee for twenty
years. and of his suferings during the reign
of terror there, have elected the following
letter, written to his daughter at the North
by the owner of " Old Glory" The captain
is about 60 years old, and in his soaiaring
days carried "Old Glory" around the world
NASHVILLE, Tonu.. Feb p
DEAR NJ Thank God The flag Of the Union now
alats over proud, deluded capitol On Tuesday the
2jth. Bngadier General Nelson's wing Of the army in
fifteen rausports escorted h one gunboat came up To
town without firing gun. The ONO Sixth, the dtst TO
land. hoistcd their small, beautiful dag, State
House n lev moments or about an hour auer carried
my flag, " Old Glory" have been used % call it,
to the capitol presented il 10 the Ohio sixth and hoitd
II with my own hands on the capitol, over this proud
etv, amidst the demonstrating cheers Of thoussu
this proud city where for the last eight months
have been treated with scorn, and stunned infect
ed with the leprous spot.
My dear child My loved my absent one how shall
tell you all my during that fearful period My
soul flied with white insult upon insult poured up
cd Of my fathers Il wa. the desert passage
OF my lie No pillar OF cloud BY day, no fire by night
to guide me, CROPPED along in anguish in sorrow, bat
despair No MOI always hoped, although against
hope, that this hour would come Again ant sgan have
told these deluded men, in ihe hour NJ madness Gen
tlemsn will yet hoist my nag, Old Glory over your
proud fallen capitol then, gentlemen 1 am ready To lie
iwn with my Fathers Of the Heroic Age" TINT hour
has come with my own hands in the presence Of thous
hnds, hoised that flag where it floats, the staff
which has tremblcd with the huterng II Treasons hat
ed Banner. My child my loved one and you, my
brothers and sisters, S. =, j., c., c.,
aud IL, | am satisfied | am willing to go hence
TO God, for know he is about to give my people
For the last ten days have scarcely slept at all The
Texan Rangers had been told had the flag, aud intend
ed to hoist IT, and they 20 burn me in my house II
a M ut IA lint uf md
OF our city watch saved my house and flag The latter
had made into comfort early in the insurrcction and
have kept il under my bed ever since, child Of
mine knowing where to find IT,,
should have told you that Buells piekets we're In
sight Of two days before the arrival Of Neson's
brigade.
God could give you cheering reports Of its people
that could tell you Of the hopes OF future love aud
peace-but cannot In all this city Of 81 600
souls but one Union flag waves. That one is my own,
Old Glory " Mo huisted one yesterday morning,
but took in before Suen silence aud looks or
hate almost every face Our women are
worse than the men As passed Iollic liers house,
with guard Of the Ohio Sixth and flag, woman,
wealthy called out, Look at old D. the traitor
aud then went up hiss and yen from dozen more
tell you as have often before, the Union men Of the
South are slaves without arms and pasicd with long OPP
preston. The government has no hope Of help from
them, as far as Middle Tennessee is concerned.
BuelFs force has been crossing the Cumberland aud
moving the Murfreesboro' road for two nights and
days. The traitors retreatiug southwark oowed,
half clad half starved and not paid at all aud yet, with
all this, II they get chance they will sht like devils
They made their track desolaiion. burning every
bridge. every tavern, ON the way The two bridges
the Cumberland at city, costing 70 O,OlO, de
stroyed by Foyds the brgand and robbers order Mad
insane blind on rolls the relreaung army Of Bowling
Green. to friends more than foes. God knows
where they will stop.
must close for the present, the boat leaves
FAREWELL loved one May God keep yoq b the pray
er Of your father, W-D--.
tiny old town rejoice with us. for do rejoice.