Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-03-20
L. M. O..

Be not pulled up oh! North, be.
cause the almighty has made of you an
instrument with which to scourge us of
the South for our many sins. Are you
who throw so many stones at your
guilty sisters without sin? Remember
there isajust God and your time may
be near at hand. What if the heel of
the tyrant should next be upon your
breast, his hand at your throat? Am
bition has no bounds, usurpation no
end. While it is yet time, let us firm
ly unite against these wicked encroach-
ers and say to them with one voice,
thus far shalt thou go and no farther"
Let us no longer see with the eyes, and
hear with the ears of bad men, no longer
be like dumb cattle, driven" to slaugh-
ter one afteranother by such butch
ers as Grant and Butler. Strange
that in this great land of ours,
where every manis free to cry
against oppression and wrong
where in every direction, courts of
justice throw open wide their portals
for all to enter, and find redress where
the unfettered utterance of the press is
waited, as it were, upon the winds from
North to South, and from East to West
where, so closely are we bound. by the
great electric chain, that the people of
Florida and Texas can weep, or smile
with those of Maine, and where the
great cities of the Atlantic and Pacific
New York and San Francisco, can
shout to each other across plain and
mountain. Yes, strange, indeed, with
all these roads to knowledge and truth
open to US. that the people of the North
and South should so little understand
each other. That truth should be
crushed to earth, and falsehood show
itself boldly in our midst, without re-
buke or shame that, blinded,
the people of the North will not lis
ten to the cries for help which so up
to her from the South, cannot hear in
them the death groans of liberty nor
comprehend that a struggle for right
against might is going on in the little
state of Louisiana, upon the failure or
success of which depends the veal or
woe of this once glorious republic.
Single handed, she must go down, and
with her the last vestige of the freedom
so hardly won for us by our old revo-
lutionary fathers, under the motto re
sistance to tyrants is obedience to
God" Sons of brave sires, good men
; and true through all the land, stand by
the cid constitution. See to it that
profane hands touch it not, it is sa-
cred trust, full of wisdom and safety.
Southmcn and Mortimer, Puritans
and caviliers stood side by side to bat
tie for the rights therein secured. Let
them again stand shoulder to shoulder,
a solid phalanx against usurpation and
corruption. Pull down from high
places men, who have so basely be-
trayed their trust, men whose record
will foul the pages of history, and dye
red with shame the cheeks of future
generations, men who have ridden into
power upon the waves of passion, and
whose policy and necessity is to keer
them dashed into fury. Who can turn
back this angry tide which beats SC
hard upon the rock of our liberties
the old constitution, and has we'll nigh
washed out all the ancient landmarks
Of freedom? Only the united strength
of the people, who have been so cruel
ly torn asunder, can stand against this
mighty flood, let the words love, truth
and liberty be heard above the storm
SaviOr-like, oh! North, stretch out
your hands over the troubled waters
and clasp those, so plcadingly held ur
to YOU from the South. Let the red
lake which flows between US be made
pure and white with the milk of broth.
ly love and kindness.