Weekly Trinity journal., 1863-08-15
The Hereditary Curse of Trcuson.

When the fanting Man of Sorrows was bearing
his cross up the accursed mount, jew who lived
by the way side came out, spit upon and reviled
him And the august Sufferer almost tempted
to abandon the plan OF human salvation, momen
tary forgot his mortality, aud, turning TO the
eringing Hebrew, commanded, "Tarry till |
come - Then went forth the Wandering Jew
on his eternal rounds moaning among the ruins
of Tadmor aud Persepolls, lourneying by the
cloudy river Of Egypt. answering to TIE aclaa
choy bttern in the pools OF Babylon, shrinking
as the Roman plow-share shrieked among the
PROSTATE splendors of Salem-wherever Death
hoveTed, there, uucomforted even by the tender
love aud pity Of the beautiful. faithful Miriam.
rose the heart broken, death Invoking, despairing
prayer of Salathel
/ Like the curse of The nevsr-dying saeriegc,
will be that of the traitor who deserted his mother
country when the bloody sweat chrystalzad on
her forehead and The tormenting thorns of her
sons ingralitude plowod their crimson furrows
down her temples. In the scale Of nddelity,
that to ones country stands on the black record
next to the objectionable sin Rgainst Heaven
Even the meaaest creature, the very spider that
works her iilagtee in the corner of the murderer's
dungeon, comes out and fights with all her might
for the little territory which she has inherited
from her ancestors, when stronger insect begins
to rend her web ; and the savage who never
heard Of Cesar, or Alexander or Napoleon. or
our great Washington, strips to the waist. aud
&
( terminating war, whenever strange track or
bloody arrow is found ON the hunting grounds of
his fathers. The universal language OF man, and
and which remains intelhgible to savage and
civilized and enli igbteued. despite the "Contu-
sion of Tongues" is: "if | forget thee,
my Country may God and my country forget
me-"
/ Bringing the argument right to our own doors,
what, therefore, will be the future OF these
/ TRAITORS calling themselves Peace Democrats Z"
Read the gnominious biographies of Revolutions
ary Tories of the Cow. Boys of the Blue light
burners. of the Hartford Conventionists. To
I this day the chdren's children OF those old white
ivered false hearted traitors are despised aud
upbraided, and the attaint aud disgrace will ran
through the endless current OF their future gen
erat0ns, Blaeker, fouler, more abhorrent will
lee the fostering brand upon the toreheads OF the
peace-hypocrtes whom meet every day
Even now. their little children, radiant with the
rose aud lilly of the Caucasus, and with their
noslrs yet warm where God breathed in the
immortality of dcathless SOUL are beginning
to feel the penalty--lhe ginal sn-ol having
been beg0tted by traitor Their playmates
taunt aud shun them" All, ha your fathers
sh-make way for the little Coppcrhead y
uutil the poor little crushed hearts hutter, aud
thcir eyes overflow with bitter waters. When
out Of sight of their parents, they eagerly min
gle with the other, and wave their toy flags but,
before going home they must throw away the
hated resemblance of their country standard
1t was only the other day that an old wretch at
Chinese Camp beat his child for bringing home
an American Flag under which the Nccursed
old william lives in safety. We wish that the
might of Joab and the inspiration of Judith had
o~ershodo0ed that child, that she might have
struck off the head OF another lIoloiornes.
This, fellow citizens is modern Democracy -
To that unfathomabc sink Of shame has fallen
what was once proud, warlike, national aud
glorious And you-you, ye l-predestinated
Iscariots, burning the blue light Of Peace De
mocracy, with the parcidc's dagger in your own
bosoms aud the traitors gall overaowng under
your blanchng livers, we know you
IT'S ho-'tis he know him now