Daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1865, 1862-10-13


acts, and party rising up opposing the
war in effect if not in name-for rebel
leaders understand the matter in all its
bearings.
Alas how many brave spirits have been
queuched forever because of this shameful,
sinful diVision-by reason of this misera-
BILE political ambition to raise up n sue
cessful party at home to gain Office aud
spoils. But God will bring it's actors TO
Judgment. Every household has been be-
reaved.
There e no dock, however watched or tender,
/ There is no areside, hoWsoser defended,
But has one vacant chair.
Tho air Is full OF farsWells t. the dying,
And mournlngs for the dead:
The heart Of Rachel for her children crying,
| Will not be mforted.
Our fair haired boys periled their lives
in endeaVOring to crush a rebellion which
| gains hope, and tenacity, and endurance,
and perseverance, in its work of conspiracy
and treason and mArder, aud holds on be-
cause It sees peace-war party rising on
stealthily and in disguise amoug us at home
Their zones are bleaching upon every bat
tie field in the rebel States. Those who
| loved them ask you where they are. You
cannot raise the dead, but, in the name of
Heaven, call back the living that are yet
spared to us, or destroy at oue blow, one
Of the chief hopes of rebellion at home, n
political organization, to which rebellion
| instinctively turns for relief. But yester
day proud boy in the heyday of life and
hope fell. He was the only son of his m o.
ther, and she was widow; he fell by the
hand of a rebel murderer, nerved on by the
hope that political divisions in the loyal
States would give rebellion aid aud COM
fort, aud propositions of peace. She asks
you with trembling lip and fearful eye for
the idol of her heart, her hope aud Joy
May He who tempers the winds to the shOrn
lamb protec. her! You cannot restore her
child, but you eau destroy one of the ac.
cursed causes which proIrAct this bloody
and terrible war, the politicians hope. The
storms of Autumn beat upon the log cabin
standing by the little brook beyond the
hills. The winds moan, and the leaves
rustic, aud night is gathering. A woman
Weeps over hearth cold and cherries and
desolate. A group of little children, with
curious, anxious faces, hang upon her knee
wondering why she weeps, and asking for
their father.
Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold;
Nor friends, nor sacred home.
he fills on unknown bloody grave in the
land of rebellion, where he marched to aid
In preserving the Inheritance of his reTo-
luton sire. But he was murdered In ex-
pectstion of propositions of peace from pol
iticians, who fear rebellion will not be con i.
stitutionally treated, or in the hope of some
new reading of the Constitution which
would exempt rebellion from ceusure and
punishment. Sensatiou. The bereaved
widow iu her destitution looks to you
Those children "demand their sire 10 tones
of artless innocence" You cannot restore
him. God alone can shield aud comfort
the widow aud the fatherless, But you
can remove one of the chief causes which
serves to protraet this hellish malignity and
mischief at the bailot-box. IGreat np-
plause.1 You can cancel the demands of
huugry politicians. A settler iu the far
West upon the Indian border has Toluu-
teered, with the true spirit of the pioneer,
to defend his country's Gag. His wife and
children are aroused from their slumbers
at midnight by the yells of savage hell
hounds, to perish by the tomahawk and
scaIping- knife; the cabin is in flames, aud
the terociOus monsters, with hands drip
ping with the blood of innocence, bear
away their trophies to exhibit for reward to
more ferocious monsters still-savages pro
Tossing neutrality-suspicious. and reb-
1 els, who stimulate the red man to murder
defenseless women and children that they
may procure from political traders, at an
early moment, liberal proportions of peace
aud compromise. That borderer will re-
turn to greet his loved ones, but they are
not there. A heap of ashes is all that is
left himi tears roll copiously down his sun
burnt Visage, but, like tue faIIow deer, be
WeePs alone. You cannot bring back to
his embrace the beloved object Of his af-
fection, but by precept and example you
can aid in removing the detestabla hope
that political party can can succeed, in
whole or in part, in sympathy with the re-
bellion. [SeDsatiou.l
Let, then, the people of the loyal States
J be united-let them act together as one
man. Let no political organization, as
such, be supported or encouraged or toler-
ated but let all lovers of their country aud
its Institutions meet for public action and
effort iu a common union. Let rebellion
in all Its protean forms and all its elements
be crushed by every hand crushed by every
tip, in It's moral or material forces, in the
egg or Ia the serpent, open or disguised, in
its full strength or diluted, and 10 the Geld
or in the political canvass, 10 battle Oi
blood or at the polls, at home or abroad.
[Great applause. THIS is demanded in
the name OF Revolutionary memories, in the
name of Liberty aud the rights of man, in
the sacred name Of humanity aud religion,
10 the name of fathers whose sons have
oeeu slaiui VI NiUO"s WuUsS uusoauus uaNe
been murdered, of mothers who have been
bereaved of their children. of children who
hAve,been robbed of those to whom Provi-
i dence taught them to look for protection,
of ciety which mourns the destruction Of
its members, of the dead whose blood has
been shed TO preserve our Government from
shame, onr land from deseeration, our
homes from the touch-in the name ofjos-
tice, truth, and peace, and of mans last
best hope beneath the skies. Rebellion is
doomed its last hope is in political aid by
home divisions. Destroy this hope, and
our Government shall never die.
/ Narrowing to the SOle-Peg-ends in.
side ones boots.
Let married neonle feel their chains n