Weekly Trinity journal. [volume] (Weaverville, Calif.) 1857-1972, 1864-11-19
The Few Era.

1t is already known that the Peace Copper
heads and Confederates of rebellion have suffer-
ed an utter overthrow in this State. The traitors
have not made even respectable show OF oppo-
sition The shoes of loyal people have crush
ed this cursed gang of services into the dust,
and henceforth each member of that infamous
party will be ready to swear, at the peril OF his
soul, that he voted for Lincoln, and never was
other than enthusiastic Union man. The
sun has gone down the treacherous Demo-
cratic party. By this time it is safely housed in
hell. Its purifying carcass already infects the
air, and is waiting to be buried in the nearest
dunghill. Earth has for it no element of resur-
rection, humanity no forgiveness, religion no
absolution, God no mercy. 1t is now name OBJ
solete from the Lexicon of patriotism, an epithet
from which men shrink in dismay.
When the fainting Man of Sorrows was bear
ing his cross up the accused mount, Jew who
lived by the wayside came out, spit upon and re-
vled him. Turning upon the cringing tor
mentor, the august sufferer commanded "Tarry
thou till come Then went forth the Wander
ing Jew on his eternal rounds moaning among
the ruins of Tadmor and Persepolis, journeying
by the cloudy river of Egypt, answering to the
melancholy bittern in the pools of Babylon,
shrinking the Roman plow-share grated among
the ruins of the Holy City-wherever desolatlon
lowered, there, uncontrolled, even by the tender
love and pity of the beautiful Miriam, rose the
heart broken, dea oking prayer OF Salathlel
Like the curse of the immortal sacrilege will be
that of the traitor who deserted his country when
the tormenting thorns of her sons ngratitude
plowed their crimson burrows in her temples
In the scales of objectionable sins. infdelity to
ones country stands next to blasphemy against
the Holy Ghost. Nature has so ordained it,
The universal language of man, Ineligible in
every tongue, is . If forgot thee, 0, my coun-
try, may God and my country forget me. -
Ubot u-i1l +I,o f,,ttr Of hos
peace-traitors, who offered to sacrifice our ma
tionality the altar of Slavery Moloch? Read
the infamous biographies of the Revolutionary
Tories and Hartford Conventionists To this
day. their children children, - to the third and
fourth generation" despised and upbraided,
and the attaint will run in endless current
through all their generations, until their names
shall have been forgotten. Blacker, fouler, more
ineffacable will be the brand on the foreheads of
the peace-traitors of this generation. Even to-
day, their children at school, radiant with the
rose and lily of the Caucasus, and breating the
breath of sinless creatures, begin to feel the
penalty, the original aim of having inherited
traitors attained blood. Henceforth there will
not be an epithet within the scope of angry
mans Imagination more insulting fraught with
more overwhelming confusion, than that of Cop
perhed. 1t was the name which Democracy bore
after its heart had become putrid, its breath
sinking, and its marrow bones inhabited by the
sightless reptiles generated by death and decay.
The loyal people of California, State still young
and ardent in her passions, will forgive
these Copperheads for their falsity TO freedom
and the Union and, instead of diminishing, the
brand of their guilt will widen and lengthen
and blacken under the rust of successive years.
To-day has commenced the grand march of
Freedom and Union through the second and more
glorious age of the Republic. Yesterday, while
hostile armies paused in their work of death to
hear the solemn judgment of great people,
new era was coming towards the dawn, and this
morning the full-orhed sun of national glory
commenced its grand ascension and every citi-
zen who yesterday cast vote for Abraham Lin
coin set up prop against the tottering structure
of our nationality, and planted bayonet in the
breast Of rebellion and may God reward him
according to his work Flag, oh.