The Nashville daily union. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1862-1866, 1863-11-24

are fighting for nationality. There can
be no nationality except that which is
based upon frsedom-the grand primary
principle of the wise and good men who
framed this Government. The views of
Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Mar
shall, and Franklin must prevail over the
pronuncismentos of JEFF Davis and Alex
ander Stephens.
Washing ton gives decided evidences of
the influence of a spirit of life and en-
ergy far different from the enerVated
saobbery which once presided over IFS
precincts. Since the war broke out that
peculiarly Northern institution the caps-
cious, we'll furnished, and cheap street.
car, hes usurped the place of the dilapi-
dated omnibup, and the extrAvagAnt hack,
and the weary lRborsr can now ride
home from his daily tack, for miles, for
one dime, a. well as the merchant or the
elegantly dressed lady. Pyramids of
brick and beds of mortar stud the streets,
for the erection of new buildings, and
every available room in the city is Occu-
pied. Labor is eneroaching upon do
main once held by rabble slave. driving
aristOcrscy, which scOrned labor, and
trampled insolently upon the rights of
others. That sristocracy has fallen,
Like Lucifer,
Never to rise again."
Off to the right of the Capitol, across
the broad blue bosom of the majestic
Potomac, whose surface sparkles like q
summer lake through the dreamy and
voluptuous hazs OF this beautiful Indian
Summer day, appears the Arlington
House, so noted in the first days of
this unhallOwed rebellion, the former
home of the traitor General Lee,
and now the headquarters of Cen
eral in the army of the United States.
Never again shall the foot of the trail
tor General cross the threshold of the
Arlington House. Retribution has come
at last; and the cry OF the outraged
bondsman, for nearly one century heard
with scorn around the precincts of the
Capitol has found . final audience in
heaven, from "the Lord of Hosts" Never
have the signs of rebel ruin and over
throw been so numerous aud striking as
they have appeared within the last two
months. The Southern COnfederacy, once
self-conceited, clustering, insolent, and
confident, is now a lank-ribbed, filthy,
palsied beggar, hawking its rags, starva-
ton and offensive sores in foreign courts
in order to obtain aims, and receive for
its answer derision and contempt.
AS returned to my room this evening
1 heard q rickety and jangling hand
organ screeching out the once popular
air away down in Dixie" | stopped
and looking around saw a ragged, dirty
and blue eyed bag, resembling one of the
% Weird Sisters" in Macbeth, turning the
crank. had just seen the magnificent
statue of the Goddess of Liberty at the !
Federal Capitol, and now l was standing
face to face with its political sntithesis,
the living genius of the Southern Con-
federacy, in the person of the organ
grinder. The sensation which thrilled
me was as vivid. in its way, as that
which electrified Gibbon, when he heard,
in passing through the eternal City,"
a choir of bare footed friars chanting
vespers in monastery, once dedicated
to the worship of Jupiter, under the
rule of the Caesars. l was listening to
the death-sOng of the Southern Confed-
eracy. S. G. M,