The Big blue union. [volume] (Marysville, Kan.) 1862-1866, 1865-10-28

AWAIT WITH HIM.
Coiorphobia dies hard, and it must be
admitted that its ultimate spasms are lit
tie laughable. as it stifens into the rigidi-
ty of reductio dd absurduns. Class ha.
tired seems to find death itself sweet in
comparison with concession or even com.
promise. The Cherokee Indian, turning
up his nose CONTEMPORARY between two
high cheek bones, "objects to the incorpo-
ration of the freedmen into his tribe" The
State Of Connecticut, still enamored of blue
legislation, thinks the Black good enough
for battles, but not good enough for the
ballot box. The Rev. Gov. Brownlow is
for instantly kicking every emancipated
man, woman and child out of Ten nessee.
So it seems that wherever these dark foot
balls may land they will be unpleasant to
somebody; and as there are several mil
lions Of them-a good, solid, constituent
part of the national population, under a
positive necessity, while they live at all, of
living some where, it occurs to US that the
readiest way Of solving this impertinent
problem is to put all these intruders upon
the face of Gods earth to the sword. Does
any chicken hearted humanitarian protes
that this expedient would be wanting to
some extent in benevolence Bah! who
is talking of benevolence at all? We are
considering something better-bread and
butter, the peace Of society, ancient and
respectable prejudices, the delicate feelings
of the Cherokee Indians and of the in
habitants of Connecticut, the sacred digni.
ty of Caucasian demi-gods, the purity of
pews and thealer- boxes and of railway car.
riages, and of schools and colleges, the nice
nobility of The we'll born besause they are
white born, the traditional limitations of
fasidious democracy, the exquisite taste
of porter-houses and primary meetings,
the weak knees of nervous Republican S
the susceptibility of the whole tribe of the
Holier-t than. Thou's! None Of these are
the men to find fault with our proposition
upon the score of cruelty. Why should
they be tender of lives which they are so
ready TO make wretched! The Black is
either q man or beast. If the former, he
has right to live where be pleases, if the
latter, he is mere vermin, and no more to
be tolerated upon the political than loath-
some insects upon the physical body. We
have nothing but contempt for theories
which the holders shrink from reducing to
practice. We shoot wolves, we trap weas-
els, we hunt foxes, we kill pole-cats, we
shoot crows, we wage war of determination
upon rats and cockroaches, and who calls
our persistent and mortal hostility cruel2
It's not against the existence but the neigh
borhood of these nuisances that We protest
practically and remorselessly. Now, though
the farmer in Maine may care nothing for
the wolves in Minnesota, and the house.
holder in New York nothing for the reaches
in Philadelphia, it is evident that while
wolves and reaches remain, they must live
somewhere and trou BILE somebody. So it
is with these horrible Blacks! If Brown
low had purse plethoric enough, and
power adequate TO transport al those troub-
lesome creatures somewhere, it is certain
that be could not carry them beyond the
Ultimate reach of advancing White civil.
cation. He merely temporizes. He mere
~ rids bis day and generation of trouble,
and bequeaths it to posterity. He merely
relieves one locality at the expense of an.
other. Our plan is morsc consistently hu.
name. If We cut the threats of all the
Blacks, we sever At the same time the gor.
dian knot. We pu. the animal out of his
misery, and We put ourselves out of our
misery, and all will be serene. We do
not pretend to be more pitiful than our
neighhors; but we believe the coup de
grace to be better and kinder than pro.
longed torture, "the happy dispatch" ten
derer than deliberate worrying. If this
poor Black creature is to be hunted from
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