Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1865-03-01
Tho RIiubted paIn

If memory be not at fault, somewhere
near the birth of the monster Rebellion,
the Chivalry of South Carolina were in
the habit of avowing that the immense
commercial capital of the Palmetto State
should be laid in ashes, all its aristocratic
edifces ground into dust and cemented
into sanguineous bricks, with the pure
azure blood of its unconquerable sons, be-
fore the mean Yankees should tread its
sacred soil with their Goldfish shaped feet,
or the execrated Flag of the Union again
float over its consecrated ground. How
is it now: Did they not swear that their
bodies might fill the bitches, but there
could be no surrender: 1t seems that the
braggarts are hunting for those bitches in
the rural districts. One Palmetto Chiv.
was able to whip five Yankee mackerel-
catchers, and whole hecatombs of Maine
lumbemen, Green Mountain boys, Con-
necticut peddlerS and Massachusetts Alb
olitionists, should be sacrificed for every
noble son of the higher civilization Of
Charleston slain in its defense. We do
not see it in just that light at present. If
memory serves, those scions of aristocratic
pretensions often amused themselves with
accusing the Yanks of miserable tenden-
cies towards thrift, and desire above
honesty, honor and bravery, of making
money and saving their property. In
spite Of all this braggadocio, sneering, and
self-laudation, pit the first approach of cir
cumstances when the Chivalry of South
Carolina and the "Northern mudsills !"
were likely to come to test, face to face
and breast to breast, that same anxiety to
save property ripened in the heart of these
same Boosting Chivs., and they incontin-
emily fled from, the city lest their stay
might render the destruction of their Pal
metto Paris, their houses and property,
necessity. To, say that they fed to save
their lives would be impugning their cour-
age. 1t may be objectionable to intimate
that they left to save their property. This
would be to degrade them to the level of
the Yanks. But one or both these reasons
must have been the cause. So they left,
taking their Penates-the ebony gods
with them, and are hunting among the
rice swamps and palmetto groves for that
last ditch. While the Virglnians have
made war with determined and persist
ent bravery worthy of better cause and
the ancient name of the Old dominion,
these Hotspurs of South Carolina. these
Quattlebums and Falstafs minus Falstaff
wit, make war, like Cinnamon, beating
their lingual gongs valorously, while dam
ger is far away, but very ready TO Keep a
healthy space between their cuncies' and
the approaching Yankees. South Car
DINA, first to rebel, Arst to retreat
Holmes pine has barely swung one OF its
ponderous branches towards the palm, and
its boosted glory withers. How Sherman
has taken the starch out of these cotton
shirt collars. Shades of Laurens, and
Rutledge, and the Pinckneys, keep safe in
Heaven look not down upon your degen-
crate race, lest you be tempted to wipe the
eyes of the recording angel with spirit
ual "wipe," for fear that his tears might
wash out the record of their decadence.
Good by to the Dandy Jims OF Caroline.
IS. F. Call.