Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1872-10-02
Greeley aud the Presidency.

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rnE PROTEST or MOTHER or TWO DEAD SOL
DIR soNs.-rnr SPIRIT OF '62-suAL1
We roRorT9
The following article has been handed ~ Us
with the request that We would give it place in
oar columns
To the Editor Of the La Crosse, (IViS)
Leader am an old lady, sixty .three years
Of age. and a widow. This is the FIRST time
ever attempted TO write an article for pub.
LEGATION. But | cannot keep silent. 1t is
out Of the funess Of my heart my pen speak.
eth. Daring our late fearful war, devoted
every energy Of my being to working for the
poor, brave men and boys who we're periling
their lives for their country's honor. |
deemed no sacrifice too great.
Two precious sons remained to me, while
the grass was growing green over the graves
Of six When the first call was made for
volunteers, after the fell of Sumpter, among
the foremost TO rush forward aud give his
name, was my darling boy, literally a boy
only nineteen years Of age Crowdng back
the hot tears Of agony, | gave my consent
aud kissed him for the last time. lie fell
dead-shot through the head-in his first
battle For his country he died aud early
aud late from my aching, bleeding heart, went
forth the prayer, " Teach me, oh Father to
say, Thy will be done Then when the
cry was heard for three hundred thousand
more" gave up my last aud only one my
precious boy Harry. With streaming eyes
and quiveriug heart-strings, bade him 90 to
his country's need That brave young
boy was slowly, cruelty murdered at Audcr-
s)nvile A few scrawled lines with pencil,
on the margin of an old torn piece Of news
paper, was brought to me by more for
tunate comrade who was exchanged " They
are starcing as to death, mother shall
neuer see you again, dear, dear mother. Pray
for your boy Harry" This was all the
record left, save the after message Dead :
Then when the war was over, and hi
murderers were escaping unscathed, when
JEFF Davis and bis cod-blooded satellites
were set at large, unpunished, stroye to
still the angry murmurings Of my heart by
remembering that there was just God,
who hath said, Vengeance is mine | will
repay"
/ am an old.fashioned woman, Mr. Editor
one who has always felt that woman's prov.
ince was home. | have dsapproved Of and
coldly ignored everything pertaining to tn,
so-called womans rights movement. 1t
fact have felt that womans clamoring 70
the ballot was uncalled for, indicate and uu
wonany, having its origin only in an ambi
ton for notoriety and desire to usurp
mans place.
When | heard Of Horace Greeeys nomiu
alton for the Presidency, the bosom friend q
T.n IN. -. Il. 4
JEFF Davis, the blackbearted traitor, the col
blooded, inhuman butcher, the demonia
slaughterer and torturer Of thousands upo
thousands of fathers and sons, husbands an
brothers--when | read, repeat, that Gree
ley had been nominated for the highest an,
most honorable position in our land, to taxi
the place once occupied by Washington ant
the murdered Lincoln, | sat paralyzed fo
hours Had my country fallen thus low
Was this to be the reward of the wholesale
massacres and the fearful sacrifices made p
Were our dead soldiers to be thus insulteC
in their graves Was the grief Of thu
broken hearted wives, mothers, sisters an,
daughters thus to be made mockery Of P
Just as well nominate JEFF Davis himself u
his warm sympathzer bosom fread and co
adjutor, Greeley. In fact, extreme sophistr
might possibly, by mighty efforts, call vi
some things in partial exclamation of some o
Davis crimes but what can the most charit
ably inclined urge for Greeley No one ex
tenuating shadow can be put forth for the
northern renegade, who profered aid and
sympathy, thus virtually endorsing every
barbarous act of the arch traitor, j eff and his
minious 1t has been said that Horace Gree.
ley had not one single relative serving in tn,
northern army, while his wife did lose tw,
cousins, fighting beneath the rebel flag Per
haps this solves the riddle Of the renegadei
course. Can he be infatuated enough to sup.
pose that one brave Union soldier in the land
can so far forget his selfrespect and manhood
as to become his alder and abettor by help.
ing him into the White House,
To-day, Mr.. Editor, from my innermosi
heart, and for the first time in my life, wish
that it were woman's privilege to vote. Old
as | am, and shrinking as always have beer
from publicity, would make it my mission
to labor among my sex, " from early dawI
to dewey eve" for six mouths to come, i
need be, to prevent the shadow of posi-
bility Of the mans being elected. But h,
will not be be cannot be. 1t is a disgrac,
heavy and black enough to the country tina
he has been nominated, when there are trul
in the land staunch and true men, in number
sufficient to rally for the right and crus
down this vile attempt Of the friends of tre0
son and the South, TO hoist into the Whit
House person acknowledged to be the swor
ally Of the rebels, through his warm symps
thy with its leaders.