The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1880-05-13

a Husband and wife in contest, the on
j. with a. cane and the other with
d broomstick, if some impertinent ind
: vidual attempts to come between ther
i he gets both cane and broomstick.
}. have sometimes thought that the Mort
9 aud South would never UNDERSTAND
: each other until the approach. of
e common, enemy compels them to max
3 common cause. If foreign despotism
! think we have, no cohesion, no cen
tripetal force as a nation. they hay,
! onlyltoi test it. The fact that instead
, of the Thirteen Colonies we embrace
} every thing from Atlantic to Pacific
Oceans implies no weakening OF ma
tional grip. By steam and electricity
our country1 is within easier control
than at the foundation of the Govern-
ment. 1t took two weeks to get, Off
cial communication across the country
at the start. Now it takes two min
utes. San Francisco and Galveston
and DesMoines are nearer to Wash
ington now than Richmond was then.
There never was time when this ma
ton was SO thoroughly one as to-day.
Would to God we might more thor
oughly appreciate it.
You see the whole impression of
my Southern journey was one of high
encouragement. The great masses OF
the people are right. If half dozen
politicians at the North and half q
dozen at the South would only die,
we should have no more sectional ac-
rimony. 1t is case for the under
takers. If they will bury these few
demagogues out Of sight, we will pay
the entire expense of the catafalque
and epitaph and furnish enough brass
bands to play the "Rogue's March,"
But time, under God, will settle it.
The generations that follow Us will
not share in the antipathies and belli-
cose spirit of their ancestors, and will
sit in amazement at state of things
which made the National grave-yards
of Murfreesboro,G Gettysburg and Rich
mond an awful possibility.
On a clear morning of week before
last we took q carriage and wound up
to the top of Lookout Mountain. Up,
up, up! We went out on the rocks
and saw into five States of the Union,
scenes so stupendons and oyerwhelm-
ing you involuntarily take off your hat
in the presence of the grandest pros
pect on the continent. Yonder is
Missionary Ridge, the beach against
which the red pillows of Federal and
Confederate courage surged and broke
forty thousand on one side, sixty
five thousand on the other. Y0nder
are the blue mountains OF North and
South Caroline With utmost stretch
of eye, yonder see Kentucky and Vir-
ginia. Here at the FOOT is Chattanooga
aud Chickamauga, the pronunciation
of which proper names will thrill the
ages with thoughts OF valOr and des-i
peration and agony. Turn round on
the tip top rock of Lookout Noun
|
and eonth and east and west. There
is the beautiful Tennessee River curry
ing and coiling all the plain in letter
s after letter S, as. if that letter writ
ten on all the scene, might stand for
''shame''a that brothers should go into
such massacre Of each other while
God and the nations look on. had
stood on Mount Washington and on
the Sierra Nevadas and on the Alps
but never eaw so far as that morn
ing from the top Of Lookout Noun
tain. Why, sirsl I eaw seventeen
years into the past, and up the sides
of the mountain on which stood
rolled the smoke of Hooker's storm
ing party while the foundations of
eternal rock shook with the cannon
ade. Yea, the four years of interne-
cine strife came back, the events with
out chronological order, and l looked
in one direction and / saw the Navy
Yard at Norfolk on fire, and Sumter
on fire, Chambersbuig on fire, and
Columbia on fire, and Richmond on
fire, and saw Ellsworth fall, and Ba-
ksr fall, and Lyon fall, and Bishop
Pope fall, and saw Stonewall jackson
fall, and I saw hundreds of grave
trenches finally cut into two great
gashes across the land, the one for the
dead men of the North and the. ether
for the dead men of the South. And
my ear as we'll as my eye was quick
ened standing on Lookout Mountain
And 1 heard the tramp OF enlisted
armies, and the explosion of mines
and powder bolts, and the crash of
| fortification walls and the mortar bat
teries and the Swamp angel" and the
groan of dying hosts fallen across the
pulseless heart of dying hosts. And l
looked still further, till saw, on the
banks of the Penobscot, and Hudson,
and Ohio, and Oregon, and Roanoke,
and the Yszoo, and the Alabama, Wild
.owhood and orphanage aud childless-
ness some in exhaustion of grief and
others stark IS mad. And said
sc Enough of the past have 1 seen
from Lookout Mountain; Oh, God
give me glimpse of the future" And
that morning it was revealed to me,
and l saw another prospect from
Lookout Mountain-great populations
moving South and moving North, and
1 noticed that their footsteps Obliter-
ated the hoof-marks of the war-charg.
er, and l saw the Angel of the Lord
of hosts stand in the National Gene.
teries, trumpet in hand, as much as to
say: q will wake these soldiers
from their long encampment at the
right time" And looked and l saw
such snowy harvests of cotton and