Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1872-08-12
TFrom the Cleveland Leader.
GREELEY AND THE PRESI-
DENCY.
The Protest Of a Mother Of taco Dead
Soldier Sons The spirit Of '62-ShaN
We FOr0et2

Soldier So,as-TAe spirit of'62-ShaU
We Foryete
| am an old lady sixty three years of
age, and a widow. This is the first
time l ever attempted to write an article
for publication. But cannot keep 81
lent. 1t is out of the fulness of my
heart that my pen speaketh. During
our late fearful war, | devoted every
energy of my being to working for the
poor brave suffering men and boys who
were periling their lives for their coun-
try'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-afte the fall
of Sumpter-among the foremost to rush
forward and give his name, was my
darling boy-literally boy-only nine
teen years Of age. Crowding back the
hot tears of agony, gave my consent,
and kissed him for the last time. He
fell dead-shot through the head-in
his first battle For his country he died
and early and 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 and only one !
my precious boy Harry. With stream
ing eyes, and quivering heartstrings 1
bade him 60 at his 'country's need" ;"
That brave, young boy was slowly, cru
ely murdered in Andersonville. A few
scrawled lines with pencil on the mar
gin of an old, torn piece of newspaper,
was brought to me by more fortunate
comrade who was exchanged:
"Ihey are starring as to death mother.
Pray for yo,u boy Harry! That was
all the record left, save the after mes
sage, Dead!
Then, when our war was over, and
his murderers were escaping unscathed,
when JEFF Davis and his cold blooded
} satellites were set at large, unpunished,
, l strove to still the angry murmurings
of my heart by remembering that there
was a just God, and who hath said
Vengeance is mine; will repay
; am an old fashioned woman, Mr.
l Editor, one who has always felt thai
: woman's province is home. [ have dis
: proved of and coldly ignored everything
, pertaining to the so called woman:
f rights" movement. In fact, [ have fell
4 that woman's clamoring for the ballo
S was uncalled for, indelicate and unwom
| anly, having it's origin only in an ambi
tion for notoriety and desire to usurl
: mans place.
e When / heard of Horace Greeley
}. nomination for the Presidency, the bosom
$ friend of JEFF Davis, his sympathizer ant
r bondsman-Jeff. Davis, the black heart
d ed traitor, the cold-blooded, inhuma
0 butcher, the demoniac slaughterer an
torturer of thousands upon thousands Q
K fathers and sons. husbands and brother
: when I read, 1 repeat, that Greele
+ had been nominated for the highest an
\ most honorable position in our land,
h take the place once occupied by Wash
o ington and the murdered Lincoln, So
/" paralyzed for hours. Had our countr
d fallen thus low? Was this to be th
# reward of the wholesale massacres an
!? the fearful sacrifice made Were OF
dead soldiers to be thus insulted
their graves ? Was the grief of Il
le broken hearted wives, mothers, sistel
/ and daughters thus to be made mocl
u cry of? Just as we'll nominate Jei
~ Davis himself as his warm sympathize
+ bosom friend and coadjutor, Greeley
g. In fact, extreme sophistry might poss
III bly,, by mighty effort, call up son
- things in partial extenuation of some
I Davis crimes, but what can the mo
. charitably inclined urge for Greeley
y Not one extenuating shadow can be p1
~ forth for the Northern renegade wi
ef profered aid and sympathy, thus Writ
y ally endorsing every barberous act of Il
arch traitor jeff and his minions.
pe has been said that Horace Greeley hs
not one single relative serving in Il
n northern army, while his wife did 10
70 two cousins fighting beneath the reb
a flag. Perhaps this solves the riddle
y the renegade's Can he be infs
uated enough to suppose that one bra
hy Union soldier in the land can so f
so forget his self-respect and manhood
on to become his alder and abetter by hel
III ing him into the White House?
NC To-day, Mr.. Editor. from my most i
u' nermost heart, and for the first time
ny my life, | wish it were woman's pri,
nc lege to vote. Old as am, and shrin
u. ing as | have always been from publ
: ity, ! would make it my mission to
III Dor among my sex from early morn t
sc dewy eve" for six months to come,
need be, to prevent the shadow of a pc
* sibility of that man being elected. B
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