Wendell Phillips in a New Character.
We fear we shall be compelled to loose our admiration for Wendell Phillips. We have been in the habit of looking upon him as the one consistent evil of abolitionism. Logical in error as Satan was persistent in sin, we supposed that Phillips could claim the unenviable distinction of being “evil, and only evil, and that continually.” But we perceive that he actually begins to talk about “the wisdom of the fathers that formed the Constitution!” This is rank heresy. “No such total surrender of every barrier of personal liberty, as the people had seen cheerfully stricken down, had ever before been made!” This is flat treason! – “If the war were to stop to-day, the debt would absorb one entire half of the capital of the country.” This is seditious. Where is Chase? ‘He spoke for twenty millions of white men!’ Heavens and earth! what is coming to pass? Phillips speaking for white men! This is the unpardonable sin. “We had advanced eight miles a week in Virginia.” Worse and worse. – This is as bad as the bogus proclamation. Finally, to cap the climax of audacity, he declares:
“The President in 1861 had a war to wield. He waited for the most efficient weapon until he had exhausted all others. He has plunged the country in debt. We are loaded with taxes, he has built up the Confederacy, and we have consolidated it, by our conduct, by our delays, by our indifference. Jeff. Davis started a rebellion, but it was left to Lincoln to build up a Confederacy. The Amnesty proclamation had driven out the last remnant of Unionism that was left in the South. The Administration was bringing this country to a point where it may be impossible to keep the people up to the level of resistance to the southern plot.”
It is evident, from such instances as these, that the straight out Abolitionists begin to see the utter hopelessness of the contest in which they are engaged. The men at Washington, however blinded by their false ideas, and fearful of the future, do not see any way out except to fight on. They know they are constantly involving the country deeper and deeper in complications, but yet which way they turn seems death. They must either give up their principles, which involves their total overthrow as a party, or recognise the South. Either seems impossible, and hence the only way is to fight on. Wendell Phillips and his party, however, are evidently changing their base. As they really furnish the ideas of the party in power, and have from the beginning, we hope soon to see either a movement in some other direction than war, or else a crack in the iceberg – a division of parties, and a new crystalization. Let it come quickly. – Day Book.
→ The miscegen leaguers showed the hollowness of their prating about “war democrats,” “no party,” etc., when in their State convention they struck off the name of Col. Thomas J. Henderson from the list of electors at large, and put that of B. M. Prentiss in its stead. Col. Henderson was wounded at the recent fight at Resaca, Georgia, and now lies upon a couch of pain, yet it availed little. He was denounced as a “copperhead” for running against Owen Lovejoy, and he was slaughtered in the house of his pretended friends.
→ Hume, in his description of the negroes, says: “They are inferior to the rest of the species, and utterly incapable of the higher attainments of the mind.” That has always been the opinion of the men of science and of all travelers, and never, indeed, disputed by anybody until the delusive heresy of abolitionism arose.
The Abolition Convention and its Candidate for Governor.
The Springfield correspondent of the Chicago Times gives the following picture of the late gathering of the fanatics at Springfield:
When I call the convention the abolition convention, I do so because I believe in calling things by their proper names. The members who controlled the convention, the speakers who were the most applauded, avowed themselves abolitionists “of the John Brown stripe.” I remember that Mr. Breckinridge making use of this identical language, and he brought down the house in prolonged applause when he uttered it. There were, however, men in that convention who were not of that class, who still remember some of the teachings of Clay and Webster; but they were in a small and [?] minority. Radicalism of the most ultra character predominated as the tone. Revolutionists ruled the day. – They did not pretend to regard the constitution as a guide or banner. – They laughed at the idea of restoring “the Union as it was.” They denounced those who advocated “the Union as it was and the Constitution as it is” as “copperheads,” “sympathizers with Jeff. Davis,” and as “traitors.” They only recognized one kind of loyalty, and that to Abraham Lincoln. They stated in their speeches that any man who uttered a disapproval of the course pursued by Mr. Lincoln was worse than a traitor in arms. They announced that Mr. Lincoln was the “divinely anointed and appointed of God,” and that no one had a right to question any act of God’s chosen. They declared him to then to godlike, and not second even to Washington.
Will any one dare deny that all these expressions were made use of, and enthusiastically applauded? That a majority of that body – make that nine-tenths of that body – [?] the sentiments as uttered?
Therefore, I say that, to call it by the mildest name, it was a radical abolition convention. The word “abolition” hardly goes far enough, as these men went further in the views expressed by them than the old abolitionists were wont to go; went further than old Giddings and Lovejoy used to go, so that they, at a late date, were hardly able to keep up with new-born abolitionists.
I say they ruled this convention and ruled it with a stern rod. What became of Palmer, Dubois, Hatch, Henderson, and others who were candidates before that convention? – Slaughtered, badly defeated. And why? Simply because they were not radical enough. They had never cursed their opponents; had never denounced them as “worse that traitors, and having no rights which even a nigger is bound to respect.” The convention would have none but ultra men. The man nominated by them for Governor suited them in this respect. He had left on record his opinions. – He had made speeches which suited them. He had stated in speeches his opinion of democrats; and it is well known that they hate democrats more than they do southern rebels. Yates had stated that democrats were worse than traitors. This suited them. – Gen. Oglesby also suited them for he made use of similar expressions. In a speech made by him near this city in September last, at the abolition mass meeting, Gen. Oglesby said, “We are ready for Democrats to-day and this hour. We are ready for them in our State, our cities, and in our streets. We will stand up for and square to them, and tell them to come on, we are the men for you, and G-d d-n you, we will whip you. I tell you, fellow citizens, there is no other medicine for these men. Do you suppose I am going to spend my breath in arguing to that class of men? I would rather a thousand times spend my blood upon them.”
→ The Democrats of Macomb township are requested to meet at the court house at 10 ½ o’clock, on Saturday morning for the purpose of appointing delegates to the county convention.
Hire Township. – There was a good meeting of the Democrats of Hire township at the school house near Mr. Hick’s, on Saturday night. A Democratic Club was organized, a short speech made, and an enthusiastic feeling manifested by all present.
→ The next regular meeting of the Macomb Township Democratic Club will be held at the court house on Tuesday evening next. We hope the Democrats of the city will not forget this meeting. The people in the country are much more active and enthusiastic in the cause than our city friends, although many of them have miles to travel in order to attend the meetings.
Wild Men! – Those wonderful little Wild Men from the Island of Borneo, of whom we have heard so much, will give another levee at Campbell Hall tonight: They are wonderful! Their superhuman strength is most astonishing. Scarcely four feet high and of slender body, yet they can lift the heaviest man in town. Every man and his wife and children should go and see them.
The Murderer of Mr. Cole. – The villain who murdered Mr. Cole has not yet been arrested. There is, of course, nothing positively known as to who the individual is, but suspicion has fallen upon a young man named Joseph Adams, who has been hiding from the officers ever since the first night after the murder was committed. Adams is of a respectable family, and his sudden flight has done more to satisfy the people of his guilt than all other circumstances that were previously known. The sheriff offers a reward of $300 for his arrest.
The Quincy Whig a Dirty Liar.
In The Eagle of May 21st we stated that the most of the recruits from this city for the hundred days service were “mere boys.” – The Quincy Whig, with its usual mendacity, pronounces this statement a falsehood, and that it was made for the purpose of discouraging enlistments, etc. For the information of the dirty liar of the Whig, we quote from the Macomb Journal, a paper fully as “loyal” as the Whig, and therefore a competent witness in this case. The Journal of May 20th says:
“Our city has been noted, ever since the breaking out of the present war, as being extremely patriotic, and has sent great numbers of her citizens to the army; but the last call for 20,000 hundred days men was more than she could fill – not a man remaining in town was able to go – all were old and decrepid. * * Our aforesaid old and decrepid citizens, together with superannuated dry goods and grocery clerks, windy mechanics, and numerous other people, met at the court house on Wednesday evening, 11th inst., and agreed to enlist and send forward all the youths who were out of short clothes. * * Eight of these noble youths stepped forward to enroll themselves under the banner of their country. * * an innocent offering to the god of war. On Friday, 18th day of May, these eight noble youths, reinforced by three or four more noble youths who had become old enough since the Wednesday evening preceding, embarked on the cars and started for the seat of the war.”
The above is enough. Our statement that a majority of the ‘hundredazers’ from Macomb were mere boys is more than corrobated. But we do not expect the blackguard of the Quincy Whig to apologize for its malicious lying, even upon proof that would be satisfactory to any decent white man.
The Negro’s Place in Nature.
We have received a copy of a pamphlet with the above title, containing a lecture delivered in England by Dr. James Hunt, before the London Anthropological Society. Dr. Hunt is one of the most eminent naturalists of England, and in his lecture takes the position that the negro race is adapted by nature to a position of subordination. He overthrows the arguments of the abolitionists in a masterly manner. So much importance was attached to this Lecture in England, that Professor Huxley, of the Royal College, essayed to give an answer to it on the part of the abolitionists, but he rather succeeded in confirming than destroying Dr. Hunt’s arguments. This Lecture has been re-printed in this country by Van Evrie, Horton & Co., No. 102 Nassau street, New York, and will be sent, postpaid, for 15 cents. It is an admirable little tract, and very opportune as a reply to the arguments of abolitionists and miscegenationists. Every Democrat should have one. Send for it.
An Editor Shot. – We are extremely pained to find the following item in the Rushville Times of last Friday:
Mr.. A. D. Davies, the former editor of the Times, left here some several weeks ago, on a business tour through Missouri. Last week his wife received a letter from him, dated forty miles from Kansas City, May 1st, containing the following information. He in company with two men from Iowa by the name of Ewing started from Dresden, a station on the Pacific R. R., for Kansas City. When within forty miles of their destination, they were arrested by a party of men calling themselves Federal soldiers, were examined and sentenced to be shot as rebel spies. He further states that the man who was in this town in company with Sheriff Metz with Judge Clem, was with the party and recognized him. One hour was given him to write to his family, but before he had finished his letter he was called upon to prepare for execution. The letter was mailed at Warrensburg, Mo. He leaves a wife and two children to mourn his sad fate.