Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1864-02-18
Miss Dickinson in washington.

The following article is cut from the edito-
rial columns of the Washington Chronicle.
1t is entitled I" Miss Anna E. Dickinson in
the House of Representatives: /" ...-....
Corrinne of republican politics pushing
back with passionate gestures the thick tres
ses that heated your temples, and with face
of beauty upturned in a gush of irrepressi-
BILE alteration, how thou shottest electric fires
through thy thrice ten hundred auditors with
the words 81 never met private soldier
without being filled with a feeling of plo
found respect" Sister of the heroic-young-
er sister Of the free and the true-thou fHe
du reQin1e,a of this great war of freedom in
America, let us humbly, very humbly, give
YOU the hand of political brotherhood. That
was wonderful night on Saturday night in
the Capitol. A young girl but twenty-one
wears old = dismissed scarcely eighteen
months ago from abread-getting employment
in the Philadelphia Mint, for criticising, in a
woman's literary club, the policy and sol
diership Of General McClellan-conducted
to the Speakers chair of the House Of Rep
resentatives by the Vice President of the
United States followed there by the Speaker
of the House, and introduced by the Vice
President to an audience that crowded all sit
ting and standing room in the great hall,
among whom were the President of the Uni
ted States, the most distinguished OF the Sen
ators and Representatives, the heads of de-
partments and bureaus, and the chief OF the
men of talent and devotion, who, at the capi-
tai of the nation, urge the great war for lib
erty; girl Of twenty-one, modest and beau
tiful powerful in her inspirations, yet child.
like as cotter's child; queenly at times in
her poses and her passion, yet CARRIED like
Quakeress at a easement; wholly under the
dominion Of imperial truth and duty, yet
speaking without any authority positive,
vet modest; uncompromising, yet modesti
passionately radical, still modest and girl
fike; scornful in just hates, the escape OF
the electric feryor against wrong, OF which
God makes a child his medium bitter in
sarcasm, which fash off from her young
soul without harm to it, as lightnings flash of
from conducting points Of gold full OF re-
buke, which does but utter truth and has no
accompaniment of conceit boundless in her
love of humanity, for which she means, and
prays, and demands, with an inspiration that
only can be kindled from the altar upon
which Christ laid himself down for the equal
ity and fraternity Of His race; young, red
Tipped, slim-waisted girl, with curls cut short,
as If for school, with eyes black with the
mirthfulness of child, save when they blaze
with the inspiration of a prophecies, holding
spell-bound in the Capitol Of the nation for
one hour and ten minutes, three thousand
politicians, statesmen and soldiers, while she
talked to them Of politics, statesmanship and
war 1t was wonderful sight, and it was
wonderful success. ..
Joan of Arc was never grander, and could
not have been better, in her mail OF battle,
than was this Philadelphia maid in her
statesmanlike demand that the war do not
cease till slavery lies dead and buried under
the feet of the North, and its epitaph is traced
with the point of the bayonet dipped IN the
young blood Of the nation.
Could not have been better for France than
was this girl for America, in her demand
that the territory wrenched back from the re-
bellion be used to underlay the developments
of the blacks in America into full citizen
ship with the ownership in fee Of agricultu-
raj land.
Could never have been wiser and better
than was this girl when she showed to with
her little white hand the doors Of the Su-
preme Court Of the United States, as at pres
ent constituted, and forbade the adjudication
therein of the proclamation Of freedom to the
slaves of rebels. .. f..4az @s...e a ..gt7
Could not have been grander than was this
girl in her deification Of the courage that
marches upon death at the double-quick, for
country, for freedom and for truth.
Could not have been grander than was this
girls moistening with her tears the lips OF
the wounded men of the people, and wiping
as with her very hair the damps Of agony
from the brows of braves lying on battle
fields and lingering in hospitals -grander
than her worshipful love Of man made beau
tiful by the war wounds in the face-grander
than the sweep of the warm and the call Of
the voice with which she demanded place and
reverence for the heroes who already in pha..
lanx march one-armed, and on crutehes and
on canes go slowly past us to the final en-
campment Of the grave. sl