The Nashville daily union. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1862-1866, 1863-08-07
NASHVILLE TENNESSEE FRIDAY AUGUST T. 1868

field, stand up firm as 3 wall Of iron
They never can be whipped. If they
will, let Etgland sccS, and otlsr nations hotol,
we have struck 10 put the rebellion down,
and in spite of all the world we are
going to do it. We will roll the ball
onward, and il John Bull, John RusssH
and Hse London Times cling to the South
ern COnfederacy, with it they must 90
down. The Queen, Queen Victoria, the
best Queen that ever reigned, shall be
hOnored and respected; her name will be
remembered with that of Wright, of the
House Of Commons, and Washington,
Jefferson and others of our own country.
Compromise is a word we have ceased
to use. What compromise with traitorsl
What give up this work ana let this
land sink in ruins
aye dare not, in the Alleghanisn thunder-tonod
decree,
lis echoed where Nevador yards the blue ana tfahs
quill sea-"
The frozen North says you dare net, and
the gallant West joins with the army in
saying we will not. Neverl Echo an
swers, never. The history of the past,
speaking to us, says onward. The good
and great of every land, to- day, says on
ward. The implOring gaze of the future,
and He who holds us responsible for the
part we act, says onward; and onward
we intend TO go. Mountains must be
dug down, deep gorges must be filed up,
rough places must be made smooth, and
rolling rivers must be bridged, for we
are going onward. Fbq1cGrd is or 'Oatch-
iOord, and, Nctory or death is our motto:
Gan obstacles vanish, all enemies quail,
At the might OF their power, who never say iai."
We have Northern men, and means,
TO do work, in comparison 10 which
what has been done is but moderate, is
but little and of course every nerve that
radiates from loyal brain will be strung
up and tried to its uttermost before this
Government shall be torn asunder, or
crushed to the earth, As well might the
South dream of plucking Jupiter from
his far off heavenly home, or Saturn from
within her rings, as ten stars from our
spangled banner. Delusive dream, de-
oeptive hope, that has lured the South tc
ruin. The North, now more united thar
before, cries out in tones that makes the
forests and the mountains tremble
Dam sOiN the traitors, dolon. And pressing
onward we Join the echo with the suIler
thunder of our artillery rs we move
southwark, fearless of what is before
us. The Southern army, while in arms
will soon find no home on earth, unless
exiled, she flies TO another land thar
this. We repeat that some, perhaps
many, of our brave boys must fall before
the flag of liberty floats again unmoleSt.
ed through all the Southern States; but
has brother, or friend fallen; in the
language of one speaking of ColOne
Ellsworth, lot me say:
"Grievs not for him, bettcr 10 60,
Eager to battle, facing the foe,
For one life like his lie, thousand shall pay,
Aud the spirit It kiudes shall cSrry the day."
Fresh in my mind to- day is the memo
ry of brother, bright and young, VIII,
fell on yonder's field of battle. Twenty
months ago he left us for the war. Whei
he fell, when his name was taken fron
our record of active men, 1 determine,
mine should be entered.
expect TO return home now, when tn
last gun has been fred, and the funers
song of the rebellion sung. If die il
the army, fold me up in our banner, la,
me away in some quiet spot, plant th
flag above me and let me sleep.
Until the war is over, shall live {
defend the flag And let the rebels mee
US where they may, hope to act we
my part. Though il is my duty to az
in = medical capacity-the profesaiO
that Ilovo--still l would love to bear d
banner ON the field.
''If they FIRE on us here General, while you are
command,
Let mo stand upon yon rampant, with the nag 81
in my hand,
No odds how hot the cannon smoke. or how ,
shells may hy,
III hold the stars and siripca aloft, ru hold The
I'll I die
I'm ready, noble General, MAJ poet 10 me be Civ,
where Washington can SEQ me, he looks fr'
highest heaven,
, And when the hgbsfs hottest before the traitors
When shes's sns balls are dying, and bursting in
sky,
T II any shot should nit me, and lay me on my face
My soul will go to WashlnEton's, and not 10 Arnol
place"
MUHFREEsBoRo TRES., July 2lth, 1898.
SALEM, TENN, august 1, 1868.
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