The Union flag. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1865-187?, 1867-08-02

mourners. You are lust seven years behind
the times. Seven yearsagD the Secessionists
and, Breckenridge Democrats generally a.
bused, hated, aud threatened the friends 81
liberty, modern civilization, and true tffs
Republieanism. (See the Declaration OF ln-
dependence.l These thredts ellminated in
treason aud rebellion. The rebelIfonszhas
been crushed out and its hosts driven in ter
ror and Disgrace from the field, and the
Southern CopfederaCy has died without the
hope Of a successful resurrection.
Now you are shifting around and croaking
the same old song Of seven years ago. But
there is a vast difference between hat party
md yours, They were brave though mis-
guided men. Now that the danger Is over
You grow bold. Did, or did not many Of you
here in East Tennessee skulk behind the
Union lines, were protected by Federal bayo-
nets, talked Union more loudly than Federal
soldiers themselves, and made money as
much as you could. What a wonder that
your tongues were not forever paralized when
some Of you there took the oath &c. Now
some of you say, had we known that the
nego would have been set free, we would
have been rebels too" Deny this If Won
dare. We can prove it. You were rebels at
heart, many OF you, but yon were too cow
Rrdly to fight for your principles. The real
original secessionists cursed you four years
ago for poltroons and towards. They de-
spise You. You are emphatically the politi-
cal lshmaelites Of these latter days. You are
contending for the things that wers. You
are at the tail-eTd Of modern civilization.
The things that are. Democracy is we'll
nigh defunct. The more sensible ofSouthern
leaders see II, and they are looking around
for some party to bury the carcass Just so
soon as the breath shall have left the old
blouted, hideous body. Like some Of Tom
Paine'' disciples when they saw him on bis
death he'd, so horrid was his countcnance,
so ugly bis contOrtions, and so frightiul his
cries, that they left him to die alone and get
buried us best he could.
These Southern leaders Of whom | sneak.
have some refinement Of feeling, and delica-
cy of taste. Therefore they have left the old
w%rithing carcass Of Democracy to die alone.
As to the burying they will leave that job for
you Copperheads-and | would advise YOU to
give IL the burial of an ass. All the use the
Rebels have for you Copperheads, is to do
the little dirty Jobs which many of them have
too much refinement to do themselves. Nice
joboers you are. Do you get much pay?
How do you get along buying Niger votes ?
fou spend some Of your money in buying T..
A. r. Nelson's speeches. John Bakers lying
circulars and so on. You had better send
your money to feed clothe and educate the
srpEans, the legitimate fruits of your old
foey principles all over the South. Democ-
racy made the rebellion, and the rebellion
made orphans. Then you have hired, bam-
boozled uud sent around little James White
to make an exhibition of himself for the more
sensible people to laugh at.
You are standing in other peoples light,
wearing yonr great black goggle-eyed glass
es, every thing and every body not in your
line Of thinking, look black as a niger
You are the sons of a dark age. You are
the advocates, ciandssinely, Of the rightfnl-
ness Of African slavery. Slavery is about to
leave the American Continent, and take up
its abode in the %jungles, cane-brakes and
savage wilds of Central Africa. | wonder
you don't take the chorus the slaves on the
cotton Plantations used to sing with such
zest: 40 wish | was dere, ! wish ! was
dere." There is where your beloved idols are
going.
The things hat uiH Be. II wont be long,
when the letters and manacles will be bro
ken and taken of every slave on earth. Soon
the true light Vt liberty will shine in its full
noon-tide glory all over the earth. No more
will be heard the rude cnrsing Of the master
or oyerseer, the sharp crack Of his whip, and
the walls of the poor slave. No more will
father, mother, son or daughter, be torn from
wife, husband, &c, and carried weeping and
heart-hroken into foreign lands never more
to return. We are living In the dawn Of a
brighter and more glorious dispensation, the
dispensatlOn promised in the scriptures the
dispensatiOn Of doing unto others as you
would have them do unto you.
It will not be long when Democracy, |
mean the Andy johnson, Buchanan, Breck-
enrldge, jeff Davis sort, will be a Kissing, a
by-word, and q most loathsome stencil in the
Of all decent men and women on the
American Continent. And then where will
you be2 The rebels Of the South win soon
be above associating with YOU. The niggers
are above i: now. Don't you see what
you baye to get even the meanest
of an African to associate with you2-
soon, or It will be evetlastingly too
The sands In the hour-glass are well
nigh run out. ! leave the facts with you.
lm done. OSg wuo HSows You WELL.