Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1863-01-30


at hand. How deplorble are tho scenes which
the nation is compelled to witness almost every
day in the American Congress The speech Of
Mr. Vallaudigham and others this week in the
House and Senate, ought to arouse and unite ev-
cry patriot in the and How repulsve the cold
words aud heartless acts of such men when con.
trasted with the brave deeds and heroic acts Of
the loyal people of the nation. The lone widow
has surrendered up her only son, the wife her
husband, and children their fathers to 60 forth
and peril, and if need be sacrifice their lives in
order that the Republic may live. How like the
words Of a sworn enemy Of the country are the
utterances of all northern rebel sympaihisers
when read in the light of the heroic deeds and
patriotic words of the dying soldier when yield
ing up his life on the field Of battle. On the
disastrous field of fredericksburg a soldier lay
dying. He knew that his hour had come. A
clergyman of this city, whom know we'll ask
ed him if he had any word to send to wife and
children and friends. "Tcl them" said he 'hou
IdioA they know ho,o I Avcdr Another brave
and beautiful young boy, had only strength to
draw a locket from his breast and say "giVc Mis
10 my mother" and died without speaking her
name. At Mumfordsvillc KY, brother thus
gives expression to his grief at finding the dead
body of his brother after the battle
Here, then, lay my brother, without any doubt A
terrible sensation passed sat by him for
time in great agony Of mind We had gone into the
pany together to share each others joys and
now he gone forever. Finally. looking around me
upon the scattered san said to myself this is not the
place lor man to weep Take thou, God Of battles, the
sacrifice make Here AZ 0f the 10jth Ohio slain in
defending the right. All these surrender to Thee
clipped lock of my brothers hair parting token
Then with my own hand helped to dig hfs grave wrap
ped him in his blanket, carved his upon oak
board, and holding up tomb stone, him buried
with the host of the dead"
Col Broadhead of Michigan, who was killed
in battle when Gen. Pope was defeated neal
Washington, thus wrote from the battle field:
Ny DEAREST wiFE:-I write to you mortaIy wound
cd from the battle field We are again defeated aud ere
this reaches you our children will he fatherless.
Before die let me implore that in some way. i may
that --is traitor. Had they done their duty as
did mine and had led as did, the dear old ag had vavec
Two bullets have gone through nv chest, and directly
through the lungs. suffer but little but at frs
the pain wasacute have won the soldiers name and
am ready to meet now AS must the soldiers fate hope
that from Heaven may the glorious old flag wave
again the undivided Union have loved SO well.
These are but few of the grand and heroic ut
erances of thousands of the brave and good
who have fallen victims to the slaveholding con
spirators terrible crime
Thy words, o brave brothers shall reach and
move the heart and nerve the arm of the nation
and hundreds SHALL again march forthlto fill thy
vacant places and strike down the traiorous foe
and avenge thy death. The land and the nation
thati not worth dying for is not worth living
for. The Government of Washington and the
Union which he created is worth dying to main.
tain. And our dead shall not have died in vain
for we will never surrender. Mark the predic-
,ion; no matter what traitors may say or do, we
will never surrender, or God has written his
decree against the oppressor in iha United
States. The threats Of all Northern traitors
shall be silenced by the shout of our advancing
and victorious army. Let no patriot be cast
dawn or discouraged, for in freedoms sign We
shall conquer.
"oh rally round the banner, boys FREEDoM's cho
sign
See where amid the clouds Of its newborn glorie
shine!
The despots DOOM the slaves dear hope, we bear it
the foe
Gods voice rings down the frightening path say broth
ers will you go;
"Then rally round the banner, boys Its triumph draw
! eth nigh
See where above the clouds war its seamless gores R
Peace, lowering DER the brstling van, palm am
laurel fair
And VICTORY binds the rescued stars in freedoms gode
| hair !"
j. NJ. A.