Litchfield enquirer., 1865-04-20
WING & sRUMwAY. Proprieto
Litchfield, Conn, Thursday. April 20, ls6
THE NATIONS GRIEF.

THE NAIxON'S dH1EEs
 Our Chief Magistrate murdered! God what weight of sorrow is in that sentence!
 We had watched him through the perils off his first inauguration :; through the long yearsI of struggle against the mighty demon of wrong that, at any hour, might sacrifice him to it's heilish ambition through his visit to the Rebel Capitol where curses and threats had belched out against him. We had seen him, second time, stand under the shadow of our Capitol! and with uplifted hand swear to" faithfully ex ecute tue office of President of these United States" and to preserve, protect and defend the Constitution" and with that solemn oath ringing in our ears, from his calm firm lips we heard the words, with malice toward none, < with charity for all, with 6rnness in the right < as God gives us to see the right, let us strive '' of to finish the work we are in, to bind mp the c. nations wounds, to care for him who shall '' have borne the battle and for his widow and '' his orphans to do all which may achieve aud " cherish just anu lasting peace among our b selves and with all nations"
 The words fell upon our ears like our hearts own country music" They were the harbin, ger of peace We loved the man whose first instinct was to " bind up the nations wounds, and to " achieve and cherish just and lasting peace" And every act of his since, in his r' 6rmness in the right as God gave him to see the right" deepened and strengthened the uni versal love for him, of this great nation.
 But the wild horror and dismay caused by the first announcement of his murder has set tied into burden of sorrow and indignation The Nation mourns him as the '' Father of his County" The ashes of humility and grief are strewn all over our land We see too, in its rising deformity, the deep dansnation of his taking of j" and the hideousness of that system which educates the hearts of men for such g 1monstrous crime. The voice of the people lechoing from mountain to lake over the whole breadth of this great country, says that hi; blood shall be avenged. c. Vor popali, vo1 Dei.
 We shall see.
 The liberal policy that MT. Lincoln had in inaugurated, must have already satisfied the South that he was, in their repentance, thei mat -nnweEs in his death was not the result of any concoct ed scheme for the advantage of the rebel cause but of a mad and hellish frenzy. He who, b, an almost universal amnesty, had offered then pardon and peace, is laid low by ther own in gratitude and malice.
 Mir. Johnson, whom God saved from simi- lar fate to be ou, future President, is man oI ardent patriotism, of deep-seated hatred o wrong, of bold and comprehensive intellect The late disgraceful act, that plotted his fai, fame, had not a parallel in his whole past life and, We believe, will never have one in the flu |ture. Let us hop, and pray, and believe, that God. in his great mercy aud power, may bring good out Of this great calamity, and make the wrath of men to praise Him.
 
 e0r It seems that Tennyson made some Slight mistakes in Enoch Arden.' The real affair happened several years ago in New Lon. don, and the chap was sea-captain named Sanford. Mir. $ Mrs. Sanford lived several |years ill the enjoyment of the richest matrimo. |niaI blessings, including one child, when he left port, and was not heard from in ten years Then he was reported shipwrecked, and Mrs, 5. consoied herself by taking g new husband named Miner.
 In few years the old captain returned, and with generosity that takes the spots out oi | Enoch, submits to act the part of a husband Tor widower as Mrs. Sanford, alias Mrs M;ns, |may decide It must be very stupid to vo. |man of poetical temperament to live five or ten years with the same husband and it is not strange that she, with true womanly instincts decidsd to accept her first love, end rvuew ,ueir eaily matrimonial acquaintance, # he would promise to abandon the pillows.
 With that if the old Cap. failed to connect and went to sea again, like an unfeelng wretch, leaving the desolate Mrs. Miner with but one husband upon whom to depend for her support. 'Phe bereaved woman clasped her orphan child ren to her breast and taking her only husband by the hand, retired to the wilderness of Win chester, in this County (wbere she probably thought there would be no temptation to fur- Iher matrimonial alliances), where her memory is still held sacred. The end
 
 sdF It is generally known that the appoint ment of State Printer in Hartford has, for al long time, rotated between the Courant anal Press. Two years ago, however, when by cua-|| tom the contract belonged to the Courant, the| fost, having adopted sterling union sentiments raiesd sts claim, which was recognized. Sol this year the Press, very unfairly, is attempting to superseds the Couranson thelground tha. theI latter paper yielded its right to the Post. We. consider this unfair, as the Post and Courant are as truly and unainchingly loyal as the Press, and have each as good claim upon the patronage of the Union party. The contract for public printing is small matter to quarrel over, and will, undoubtedly, be quickly settled upon the right side.
 s nG. In this ringing iubilee of victorv vb;cb