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as ever disgraced the worst era of the French Revolution? The speech of Wendell Phillips on the battle of Bull Run. and the daily ravings of the New York Tribune, Times and other Black Republican journals, are brim-full of Jacobin ferocity, and show us behind the meek, sympathizing mask of New England philanthropy, the undisguised devilism of Rebespierre. In this speech, which has the support of such men as Senators Wade, Wilson, Sumner, Pomeroy, Lane, Carlile, Hale, Doolittle, Preston King and others, he says that the guilotine established at Washington should cut off the heads of everybody suspected of not being a fanatical Abolitionist, and then he says: "Every man, black or white, that enters your camp. hang him or arm him!" "To-day," he continues, "belongs to the negro. To-day is consecrated to the slave. Empty Washington of every man, woman or child who will not take the oath of allegiance"--that is, of allegiance to Abolitionism. He calls for the abrogation of the Con
The Daily Dispatch: August 20, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 4 (search)
ises a most abundant yield. A magnificent sight it is to see some of the vast cornfields in the neighboring counties of North Carolina. In some of the "bottom lands" the growth is astonishing. The color of these great, waving, rustling, fields of ripening vegetation is a rich, dark green; the stalk very large and tall, the tassels and silken flavory ornaments giving a pleasing contrast, and adding "bright beauty" to the handsome and valued production of nature's lavish hand. If "cotton is King," corn is "Queen," and the elements combine to give perfection to her graceful proportions and vastness, and influence to her treasure-houses. Queen Corn will supply the wants of millions in the South. The dense smoke that rose in black volumes from the smouldering ruins of the pleasant town of Hampton is no longer seen. The brilliant flames, whose glaring light was reflected by our Church spires, will not soon be forgotten by our people, while the worthy citizens of the devoted town a