Weekly Trinity journal., 1865-05-13

The sad pageant of a nations sorrow is ended
The tomb has opened and received to its cold
and silent depths all that is mortal of Abraham
Lincoln The bells no longer toll, the solemn
hymn, the mournful drge and anthem echo no
longer the drums, mufled yesterday are strained
again to the long-roll and alarm of battle, the
buge keys are opened to the shrii notes of the
field, and the minute guns which doomed their
awful thunder harmlessiy upon the air, shot
ted again and lie in their embrasures. ready for
the work of death. But the flags still droop at
half-mast. and the heavy black drapery of woe
is hung upon every loyal home in the land.
Our grief is heavy. The mighty heart of the
Nation still throbs in sadness. We cannot he
comforted. for deed has been committed Of such
unparalleled atrocity and wckedness, and bear
ing such terrible consequences to our people.
that they never can forget it, to mourn
the shame and anguish when they reflect that it
is all American
Shame shame that in the United States
should be found such miscreant towards and as
sassins
Accused Genius of Human Slavery! Your
march among the nations of the eaath has ever
been marked by such heish deeds as this -
Your shame and curse blot every nation S history,
aud give nfamy and immortality of hideous and
damning circumstances which will startle the
remotest generations of men BY your internal
prOmptings, massacre filled the Niles slow Hoods
whipped and scourgel TO death in the plains
where the lotus grew. BY you, the hills Of Hell
las,grew red in night by blood of the. Helots
slain You filled the amphitheaters of Rome
with CORY corpses, if they had been the jaws
and stomach of hell itself You have ground
| all Europe under your thrones, and bound nine
tenths of the human family in chains and You
now curse this fair land nv acts unparalleled even
! in your experience of horrible guilt. You
/ hay do hn harm nj
dead men 5 bones mighty hecatomb, ghast
! " cemetery You have eaten up armies. educa-
/ ted cannbals and pirates. and masSacred men.
Famine has done your bidding, Disease has been
your Minister, and Death your active ally, till
| the homes of the North are broken, and your
own domain in ruins. And now you have, as
| last resort, in the impotency of murder, obtain
/ ed the aid of the Assassin and Prisoner. With
ont these, your work is never complete your
/ Internal nature and character never truly dis
played And there are men, even in this city, so
abandoned, so unutterably mean and degraded.
as to rejoice at this last display of your spirit
( You hare admirers, and they accursed of God
and man you have your apologists, and they
are scoundrelS, thieves, unhung murdercrs and
idiots. But mark it. you have your enemies, too.
and they are millions of men, who will give the
| last of life for the freedom of mankind. You
have slain the Leader and President. But sword
has fallen since but to destroy. And we shall
go On. At home yonr despsed earthborn min
/ ions must henceforth keep silent while our hosts
of warriors shall sweep the region of your last
abode with bosom Of destruction Your
own victims shall become their avengers,
and, when their work is done when the
| flag of country shall float as before the
entire South, and the leaders of your horrible
warfare shall bangle from the beam of the glib
bet, the world may ask for a record of your crime
and we will point to Libby Prison, to the
Charleston jails, to the slaughter pens at Ander-
sonvile, 10 the massacre Of Fort Pillow, and to
the browning act of your infamy-the ASSASSIN
ALTON OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN Fling.