He Has Told The
World Of His Increasing Millions, And Has Never Yet Known His Store
To Diminish.
He has pawed in the valley, and rejoiced in his
strength.
He has said among the trumpets, ha! ha! He has boasted
aloud in his pride, and called on all men to look at his glory. And
now shall he be divided and shorn? Shall he be hemmed in from his
ocean, and shut off from his rivers? Shall he have a hook run into
his nostrils, and a thorn driven into his jaw? Shall men say that
his day is over, when he has hardly yet tasted the full cup of his
success? Has his young life been a dream, and not a truth? Shall
he never reach that giant manhood which the growth of his boyish
years has promised him? If the South goes from him, he will be
divided, shorn, and hemmed in. The hook will have pierced his nose,
and the thorn will fester in his jaw. Men will taunt him with his
former boastings, and he will awake to find himself but a mortal
among mortals.
Such is the light in which the struggle is regarded by the two
parties, and such the hopes and feelings which have been engendered.
It may therefore be surmised with what amount of neighborly love
secessionists and Northern neighbors regarded each other in such
towns as Baltimore and Washington. Of course there was hatred of
the deepest dye; of course there were muttered curses, or curses
which sometimes were not simply muttered.
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