Another call for More Troops.
It is announced from Washington that another call for several hundred thousand men will soon be made. – Take this in connection with the assertion of Senator Wilson that 400,000 men have been mustered into the service since first October 1863, and the country will be more than ever startled at the rapid waste and destruction of our fighting material. – Where has this vast multitude gone? A million of men properly handled and husbanded should be sufficient to conquer this whole continent from Greenland to Patagonia; yet this wretched, blundering, wasteful administration has had more than two million of men altogether, and we seem to be as far from final victory over the South as ever. In truth, this reliance upon mere numbers is a signal proof of the essential weakness of our military administration. It was not the myriads of [?] which al;ways prevailed; the skill and bravery of the Greeks who opposed were more than a match for them. The nation cannot stand these terrible drafts upon its population and any one can see that one year more of this fearful waste of human life will produce exhaustion and lead to an enforced peace. If Mr. Lincoln be re-elected the independence of the southern confederacy will be a fixed fact.
A Lesson from Washington.
The Father of his country, in his farewell address to the people whose freedom and liberties he had done so much to secure, warned them to “Indignantly frown upon the first dawning of every attempt to alienate any portion of our country from the rest, or to enfeeble the sacred ties which now link together its various parts.”
Would not the troubles of our country have been averted had these words of warning been listened to by the people of the North? It has been the mission of the republican party to inflame the passions of the ignorant and the violent, until they produced a general feeling of hatred and disorganization which spread, like a fatal poison, through every artery of the body politic. Its songs of triumph were alike the death-knell of the Republic. Founded upon ignorance, injustice, and a contempt for the Constitution, this party could bring nothing but disaster and disunion in its wicked train.
Nullifiers in the North.
Do the honest men in the republican party ever reflect upon the infamous conduct of their leaders in placing their party in opposition to the Constitution adopted by our revolutionary fathers? Do they ever think of the fact that in at least twelve of the northern States they have trampled the supreme law of the land under their feet? Do they know that they have not only broken the peace of this Union, but have also destroyed the solemn compact that made us a nation? Do you know that these same leading republicans have torn out the key-stone of the arch on which the temple of American liberty rested, and now, with the noise of drums and cannon they seek to make you drunk with the blood of your brethren, so that you may mock, and shout, and dance with them over the ruins of your country’s greatness and glory?
A republican paper inquires for the principles of the Democratic party. – We answer that they are briefly summed up in the Ten Commandments, Christ’s sermon on the Mount, the Declaration of Independence, and the Constitution of the United States, and fully illustrated in the writings of those eminent Democrats, Moses, Paul, Jefferson, Jackson, and Douglas.
→ Congress has repealed the commutation clause in the conscription bill, but left substitute part as it was. This is only making a bad matter worse. – The price of substitutes will range higher than before, and leave a greater number of poor men subject to a forced service in the army. If there is any forced service the burden should fall upon the rich as well as upon the poor – the life of the former is worth no more to his family or to the public than is the latter. If no substitutes were allowed then the operation of the law would be equal and just as between men. As it is, the oppression is all thrown on the poor and the comparatively poor. These classes will never see the rich men compelled to bear their equitable share of the burdens of the war, until the party in power are hurled from the position they have disgraced and the trust they have violated.
→ The war is no longer popular with the majority of the people, or a forced conscription would not be necessary to fill up the army, which is so often decimated by confederate bullets and camp disease. None feel the fact of the unpopularity of the war more keenly than do the republican politicians. This is evidenced by their great anxiety to avoid all discussion on the policies of the administration, and their persistent efforts to drown all exposure of the crimes of Mr. Lincoln, in the foolish cry of supporting the government. If the republicans were conscious that their conduct would stand the scrutiny of investigation, they would not attempt to silence all proper discussion of the subject. The people are tired of the war – tired of the vain sacrifices of so many thousands of lives – tired of the continual increase of the public debt, and they are sternly determined on a change of administration.
But it is not only ludicrous but astounding to see with what pertinacity these folks play upon this theme. It forms the basis of at least one indignant or lachrymose [?] in each weekly issue of such papers as the Springfield Register, Macomb Eagle, and Carthage Republican. A stranger would have hard work to discover, on reading one of these newspapers, which was driving the country to the devil the fastest, this horrible miscegenation,” or the terrible “tyranny” of President Lincoln. – Hancock New Era.
Not very hard work either, for any man with half an eye can see that Lincoln’s terrible tyranny is the best scheme to compass the swift destruction of constitutional liberty in this country. After the despotism of this administration shall have become consolidated by its re-election, then miscegenation is to play its part by emasculating the people of their manhood and destroying their ability even to re-assert or regain their lost freedom. This may be “fun” to some persons now, but the time may come when the despot’s hand will grapple their own throats.
→ We would like to remind business men that The Eagle office is the place to get job printing done, whether posters, circulars, cards or anything else. Work done in superb style and at short notice.
Celebration at Bernadotte. – It was our good fortune to be present at a celebration of the Fourth at Bernadotte. It was announced as a Democratic celebration, and as such faithfully observed. At twelve o’clock a procession was formed in the village, under the direction of H. J. Benton, chiefly assisted by Messrs. Tartar and Medley. [?] marched to the grove below on the bank of the river. Here was a long table, covered with every style of meat, bread, and pies that could be desired, and ornamented with butternuts and other articles plucked on the beautiful grove. This table reflected great credit upon the liberality and [?] played by the ladies of the village and vicinity. After the people, one thousand or more in number, had dome ample justice to the good things spread out for refreshment, [?] repaired to the speaker’s stand. The declaration of Independence was read by Mr. W[?] in good style. After this the writer [?] made a short speech. He was followed by Mr. H. J. Benton. In a lengthy, eloquent, argumentative address. Seldom have we listened to a better array of facts, or a more unanswerable argument on political questions, then was presented by Mr. Benton. It was with much regret that we were compelled to start for home before the conclusion of the exercises. The day was worthily celebrated, and we believe the great multitude (excepting perhaps a few ? who could not see it were well placed. The Democracy of Bernadotte and vicinity are alive to the issues of the day, and we stand in their lot in the great battle for Constitutional freedom that is now upon the country.
→ The celebration of the Fourth in Macomb was not, as we are told, a very extended affair. The exercises in the fair grounds consisted of reading the Declaration of Independence and an oration by Mr. Nesbitt. In the afternoon a greased pole was “climbed” by a lot of boys, who obtained a ten dollar “coin green,” which liberal man had placed on top of the pole. At night a few fireworks tickled the boys who had gathered around to see them.
→ Our farmers are now busy in the harvest fields, and acres after acres of grain are rapidly falling before the ratling march of the reapers. The yield of wheat and rye are larger, in this county, than it has been for a number of years past. Corn is growing as fast as it can, and bids fair for an abundant yield.
→ Brig. Gen. Charles G. Harker, one of the youngest and most gallant officers of the army, was killed at the battle of Kenesaw mountain, Ga., on the 27th of June. He was at the head of his brigade, while gallantly storming the enemy’s works. He was a brother of Wm. Harker, Esq., of this city.
→ Congress adjourned at last. There is then some hope for the country. If the majority of them would go out and hang themselves there would be more hope.
A Prayer for Peace.
Give us peace in our time, O Lord,
From the desolating sword,
From the devastating fire,
From wicked men’s desire!
Passionate, senseless, proud,
The teachers of the crowd,
Disturb the sorrowful air,
Crying, “Strike! and do not spare!”
The preachers of they word,
Untrue to the trust conferred,
Defile thy temple gate
With the blasphemies of hate.
The eyes of our young men glow
As the wild war trumpets blow,
And their hands drip crimson
With the blood of their brethren slain.
“More blood!” the old men urge,
As the tides of battle surge;
‘Tis sweet for our country to die!
“More blood!” the women cry.
And they go, the brave and strong,
For a right that may be wrong,
To feed the greedy tomb
With their beauty and their bloom;
To redden the rolling flood,
To fatten the earth with blood,
And poison the air’s pure breath
With the charnel reek of death!
From the mountains to the sea,
Floats up, O Lord, to Thee —
To the footstool of Thy throne,
The long, low, tremulous moan –
Of a childless multitude,
Tender, and fair and good;
Of mothers forlorn – forlorn,
Who weep for their early born –
And of widows forlorn as they,
Whose hope, whose prop, and stay,
Lies low in the shallow grave
Of the unforgotten brave.
Give us peace, O Lord, in our time,
From all this wrong and crime;
From all this sorrow and shame –
Peace! peace! in Thy holy name!
For the sake of the perishing realm
That our passions overwhelm;
For the sake of the outraged laws,
And Liberty’s sacred cause –
Stay, stay Thy lifted hand
On our decimated land!
Hold back the avenging rod!
Peace! peace! O Lord, our God!