The Shasta courier., 1864-04-23
Retrisxttve Jus Ice.

make mad" Never. in the history Of nations,
has the above prophecy been more aptly
tbrought home to the understanding Of man,
shsn in the eventfuI history of our country
during the past three ycsrs.
Since the repeal cf the Missouri Compro-
mise, ali the baser passions Of the leading
politicians Of the slave holding States have
been steadily at work devising new plans for
more firmly reviting the shackles of slavery
upon the laboring classes of the South, CT
tending not only to the negro race. but to
instill into the minds of the poor whites a
feeling of subserviency to the slave maste. S
power until tLe7 had become as plant tools
as thoeFh- boaght snd sold upon the slave
block 70 SUCH an extent had this feeling
spread wnsong the laboring classes, that upon
the failure of the South to maintain control of
our National Government. their masters bade
them take up arms against republican liber-
ty, and the storm broke forth at Fort Sum-
ter, where for the first time in our history our
flag was made to trail in the dust
The great unanimity Of sentiment peryad-
ing all classes of society in the South at the
commencement Of the rebellion, with the
arms and military power under the control of
the slave holders, we find that but feeble re-
sistance was met with from any quarter, the
non slave holders having no power to avert
the impending storm. The false teaching of
the leaders as to the objects Of the incoming
Administration, had been SO thoroughly dis
seminated, that thousands of those who vet
loved the old flag were readily drawn into
the vortex of rebellion, to be the recipients of
all the horrors of civil war, laying waste
their fair and once prosperous homes, reduc-
ing their land to fields of blood and ruin
When we look at the great crime thus CON-
mitted, it requires all our faith in Christian
ity to enable us to forgive such people, by
heroes
The chief corner stone of the Slave Confed
eracy l. about being removed, and in in its
place will soon be reared land Of universal
liberty, so beautifully foretold more than
twenty years ago by Henrietta Wellington
Booth:
You tell me Of bright land over the sea,
But, ali can you call it the land of the free?
Where the image of God, for handful of Gold.
Like a beast in the field, in the market is sold
Where the child from the mothers fond bosom is
tom,
Where the father is chained, leaving orphans for
Where the maiden is bartered like merchandise
ware,
Then doomed to the lash and the groan of despair.
Woe! woe to thee fair land far over the main:
For the canker of death-dark slavery's stain
Shall grow TO thy vitals, while every sigh,
From the victims who writhe, mounts for justice on
high.
And lie, the great Lc rd of the universe wide,
Shall smite thee to earth in thy strength and thy
For vengeance must fall for foul crue,ties done
On the beings redeemed by His own beloved Son
The sound of the war drum shall thrill thee, at
night. @ts
As thy sons and thy brothers borne to the
fight;
The slave and the cotton shall stab thee with PAIN
And the North and the South be divided in twain,
And brother ganst brother shall strike in the ght,
And battles be fought in the dead Of the night,
And the white maid and widow in sorrow shall
mourn, t-H
And the flags ofthy freedom in tatters b" torn.
The North in her might, like a whirlwind shall
rise,
And the notes Of the be borne to the skies.
And though the warm blood Of our heroes be she'd
The light of her freedom shall never be dead
The Stars and the Stripes an Excelsior shall be;
Proud Liberty's banner from land and by sea;
And the Union, though spurned by the slovehold-
ers scorn,
Shall be guarded by Northmen for ages unborn.