The Nashville daily union. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1862-1866, 1863-10-14
With much respect,
W we are vniIra kindlS
and others.

This note furnishes fair illustration
OF the mad infatualion which possessed
the hearts of multitudes Of the young
ladies Of Tennessee, at the outbreak of
this 6endish rebellion. Instead of being
ministering angels of peace, they rush
ed from their fresides, like the ancient
furies, waving in their hands, the torch
of desolation, and screaming a wild
deathIBong, which for moment startled
aud appalled, the stoutest hearts. The
effects Of this extraordinary female cru
SADIE were a. might have been expected,
felt in every circle of society, in the
NEST powerful manner. Young men
were persuaded, dragged, and actually
Kissed and hooted into the rebel army.
The beautiful young mistress curled her
lip in scorn, and turned haughtily away
from her most favored sutton, if be
hesitated to fight against his country.
Hundreds Of the most talented and ac-
complished young men of this State,
whose first impulses were for the Union,
tremhled for moment before this tenn
pest Of female fury, like aspen leaves in
an equinoctical gale, and then bowling
their heads before the pressure went a
way sorrowfully to treason and to death.
Reverence for the living, for aged eye0
yet red and swollen with bitter weep
ing for the pride and flower Of their
domestic flresides, untimely slain by
those who should have been their guar
dian angels, forbid us to record the VIC
tins names. There are households in
Nashville who can attest the truth Of
our words, and who will forever bewAil
the departed light of their beautiful
Morning Star, whose rays are yelled in
the eclipse Of death Not the Syrens Of
the Greoian seas sang moi treacherous-
ly 10 The shipwrecked mariners, than
thousands of the daughters of Tonnes
see sang TO the young men Of the State !;
to their friends, brothers and lovers.
The ears of the victims will be charmed
no more, for the grave of the battlefield
and the hospital has sealed them with
its clay. Sleep on in peace, oh, unhappy
young men, and may God be merciful 10
your souls, though your crime has filed
the land with sorrow
ButwhAt shall we say to you, rebel
liOus women Of Tennessee Is your
thirst for blood still unslaked by the
river of carnage which you have made 20
flow over our borders? Have you not
yet slain human victims enough Tor your
horrid sacrifice? Are your ears still
eager to listen TO the music Of human
anguish and suffering? Have you not
gathered orphans aud widows enough TO
oilioiate ct the funeral rites of what was
once ilourishing and happy Slater Ae-
cOrding to the statement of leading
newspaper in the Southern Oonfederacv.
more than 100000 soldiers Of the rebel
army have persisted on the battle field
and in the hospital since this war be-
gan, and not less than thirty thousand
Of these victims were the sons Of Ten
nessee. How many hundreds moro have
died by the assassin's dagger, and the
guervillA's sword, out in the solitary
wilderness, and in secluded places, God
only knows. We shudder TO think of IT,.
Look around you; two vast armies have
swept back and forth through the State
like the ebb and flow of the ocean, car
ryipg desolAtion wherever they moved,
and sending out hundreds Of expedi-
lions on either side, TO spread havoc, and
let slip the dogs ofswarp Is this
work for women to do, or delieht in
being done, that you still wave your
handkerehiefs at the emissaries of trea-
son and civil war, and invite them 10
renew their ehorts9 Much NAV be for.
given wOman's pride, but to cherish A
pride which delights IN the torture of
others is the part of Luciler aud his
companions.
Wet with thine own best blood Joth drip,
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