New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1864-08-05
I'VE HUNDR Ed THOUSAND MORE.


We publish today the Presidents
Proclamation, calling for five hundred
thousand more men to wage the Abo.i.
ton war. No one will be startled
The people have been driven to tha,
condition of recklessness that ignores
all emotion. We are all autc nations
without volitions, without selfageacy
with, ut apparent consciousness SO of pres
ent misfortune or threatened danger
The one man at Washington touches
the springs and the automatons per.
form. They follow the fife and drum;
they march to the battle. field; they
are swept down by shot and shell;
they are tumbled into graves Or crew.
ded into hospitals, and five hundred
thousand more puppets are brought
upon the scene, and and the tragedy
goes on.
Mr. Lincoln's craving increases with
gorging. The herd of bullock's bar
gained for in the present call exceeds
in number all those heretofore marked
for the shamnles. Five hundred thou
sand additional victims of fanaticism.
in the fourth year cf the war, and with
our hospitals filled with inyalids, and
our streets with limbless> men-ihe
thought demands that we should be
hardened to calamity, or human ma
ture would revolt. Five hundred
thousand more workingmen to be ia
ken from the loom, the anvil, the pillow,
the various implements that create a
nations strength! Five hundred
thousand more to be drained from the
channels Of industry, where their pres
ence is essential to supply :he abso-
lutte wants of trade aud to give food
TO the ruillions. Five hundred thou
sand more to be torn from their peace
full homes, and from the wives and
children, who will be left without pro-
tectors to beg, or starve, or search for
daily bread in the abodes Of vice.
Five hundred thousand more, whose
lmmola.ion VII swell tho list Of or-
phans and widows, whose lamcnata-
tons already appeal to Heaven and
assail the earth with the voices
Of woe. Many a heart will shrink
with forebodiu5 this morning as the
eye g'ances over the cold and piitless
language of thst proclamation. Many
a father and husband will look anx-
iou:ly around at the inquiring faces
of his loved ones clustering around
the frugal board. How long will he be
permitted to commune with them in
the brief hours ofrespite from his daily
toll? For tn. Summer the delights of
home, for the Autumn the terrors of
battle, for the Winter, perhaps the un-
marked grave. Meanwhile the sounds
Of revelry ut Washington mingle with
the roar Of cannon. the sllrieks Of the
dying and the sobs Of the bcreaved.
Why should the jester mourn with the
afflicted, when his parasites are laugh
ing at his riball jokes? Weep on,
mothers and wives and daughters of
our land; march on and perish fathers,
and brothers and sons; count your
boards, you tradickers in blood; weave
at the looms of your ambition, you
aspiring demagogues, tie balance of
justice is in the hands Of God aud a.
last will find its Ievel.-.N. Y. Ne,os.
THE CAPITOL.
Tho Chicago Tribune, a violen,
LINCOLN print says:
"WAsHiEGToN SAFE"
A correspon lent writes to US that
"the whole country will rejoice that
Washington is safs.''
So far as we are concerned-,and we
speak not only for the Tribune, but
some other peorle-we beg to be
thought not disposed to let of any rock
cts or to give way to any special hilarity
on that account. We do not intend to
cherish any unpauiotic feeling, 30 as
to be thought careless Of the dishonor
the nation would suffer by the loss ofits