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motto on its political banners, “Our country, right or wrong," to stand by that country when it is clearly right. It should not suddenly become metamorphosed into a body of supple non-resistants, in the very first instance when a concerted movement is made to blot out the United States of America from the map of the globe.

This war has been forced on us by the disunionists of the Southern States. So said the venerable John J. Crittenden, of Kentucky. So said every Republican and every Democrat in Congress, with one or two exceptions, July 22, 1861. Forced on us! that is the language. Rebel leaders have been long waiting for an opportunity to precipitate the Southern States into a revolution. The rebel chief (Jeff. Davis) never breathed an honest union sentiment in his life, but he has openly preached disunion, has stumped his State as a disunion candidate for high office, and has at last committed the overt act of treason by taking up arms against the government !

They have no cause for this war. They do not set forth any cause or causes in their ordinances of secession. They have been unable to agree upon any causes anywhere, and they are therefore silent on that point. The rights of the South never stood so firm under the government, from the day Washington was inaugurated, as when, like madmen, they bolted from the Union. A rebellion thus causeless and inexcusable must come to naught; and those who have inaugurated it, and those who have secretly or openly sympathized with it, must fall under the public condemnation. No white-feather politician, no anti-coercionist, no Knight of the Golden Circle, should ever be trusted by the patriotic people of this country. The incipient treason of the Hartford Conventionists cursed them and their posterity. Let those guilty of sins ten times more black and damning make up their minds to enjoy a long exile from the management of the political affairs of the United States.

Now, my fellow-countrymen, this war, whose dark shadow has been cast over the land for the last sixteen months, must be brought to a close. What are we doing? Do we come with an entire consecration of ourselves to the single purpose of restoring and saving the republic? Are we willing to ignore the past, to let by-gones be by-gones, and to press forward to the mark of the prize of our high calling as ardent lovers of our country? And is it not clear and indisputable that there is no possible nucleus around which we can rally for the constitution and the supremacy of the laws, except the administration of the government ? Mr. Lincoln is no President of my choosing The Secessionists themselves are responsible. They designed his election, and secured it. Many of us opposed him zealously, and regretted his election as we regret a public calamity; but he is the President of the United States, lawfully elected, rightfully inaugurated, and at the head of the government. If the Union is to be saved, it must be by upholding the administration. Every blow designed to crush or weaken the administration is a blow against the Union. Will my Democratic friend who voted for Douglas, perhaps, who voted against Lincoln, — will he recall the noble example of Clay and Webster in 1832? They were politically opposed to Jackson, violently opposed to him, but how they rallied to the support of the old hero of the Hermitage in the bitter days of nullification. Every man who is not at heart an infamous traitor to his country will do likewise.

Professional president-makers, schemers, tricksters, must stand back. The people are moving Down in front ! you who would resist the rolling tide. These are no ordinary times. Fearful maladies require powerful remedies. This rebellion is not to be crushed by platforms nor party maneuvres. These things will not have the weight of a tackhammer in breaking the force of the revolt. The great Fernando Wood meeting in New York city, on the second day of July last, might resolve, as it did (oh, with what excruciating severity), that the rebellion is an “irregular opposition " to the constituted authority of the government, but what traitor in arms is conciliated by this very tender and considerate treatment? Irregular opposition! A barbarous, brutal, causeless rebellion ; a fierce, bloody, and dangerous war waged against the Union, called an irregular opposition to the government of the country! Jefferson Davis, you are irregular! Beauregard, so are you! Floyd, Wigfall, Toombs, you are really acting improperly! You ought to be talked to! By your irregular opposition, you have called one million of soldiers into the field; slain over fifty thousand men in battle and in hospitals, and caused the

very earth to reel and stagger with the fumes of the intoxicating draught which you have drained from the hearts of heroes, and the great Fernando Wood meeting in the city of New York has the boldness to intimate that this is not quite regular!

Young man, now is your time. Don't wait for your neighbor. They that be wise shall shine as the firmament. The impulse of your heart is right; act in obedience to it. This is not the business of another; it is your own; it is every man's. Who is equal to it? Who is ready for it? We make no sordid appeals. There is, to be sure, a generous bounty offered, but our appeal is to your pride, your manhood, your patriotism. Are you willing to see this government overthrown; to see all your interests sacrificed, to hear the fiendish shouts of conspirators over their successes, and to see, as you must, if this rebellion prevails, the utter disintegration of these States, and the swallowing up of the last vestige of a republican government in every part of the land ?

What able-bodied man, of proper age, who hopes to live fifty, thirty, or even ten years, will not, in after time, feel almost ashamed of himself if he stands aloof from this struggle? what one will not regret that he shared with others none of the dangers of this crisis, that he periled not his life in this great contest for the preservation of the country?

The patriots of the Revolution earned a nation's gratitude by their heroic and unpurchased toils and their self-sacrificing spirit. They nobly did their duty, and they received the homage of grateful hearts to the end of their lives. How much more worthy of the highest acclaim of a trembling country will all those men be who voluntarily come forward to save from ruin the magnificent structure which those honored fathers so faithfully erected.

Young men, no such occasion for valiant deeds will ever again present itself in your day. If life is to be anything but a barren waste, if men have duties to do, if men have something to live for except personal ease, then, now is the day and now the hour.

"Once to every man and nation

Comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with Falsehood

For the good or evil side ;
Some great cause — God's new Messiah,

Offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand,

And the sheep upon the right, And the choice goes by forever

'Twixt that darkness and that light."





In the early morning of Thursday, September 11, 1862, the Eleventh Regiment broke camp. With its colonel at its head, it marched across the Merrimack, - the first stage of transition to the Rappahannock, - and along the main street of Concord, to the stirring strains of “Marching Along" from its band, and amid the solemn enthusiasm of the thronging people who witnessed its departure. Leaving the Concord station at 9 A. M., the regiment proceeded via Nashua, Worcester, Stonington, Jersey City, Philadelphia, and Baltimore, to Washington, arriving there on Sunday morning (September 14). It had orders to report to General Casey, and went into camp on East Capitol Hill. Remaining there two days, it was ordered to Camp Chase, near Arlington Heights, where, having been placed in brigade with the Twenty-first Connecticut and the Thirty-seventh Massachusetts, it spent two weeks in drill, inspections, and reviews. On Tuesday morning (September 30) the regiment, without tents or knapsacks, returned to Washington. It was to have gone directly by railroad to Frederick, Md. ; but finding no conveyance in readiness, it retired to an open field in rear of the city, and there the colonel and his men had their first experience of sleeping unsheltered in the open air. Conveyance was found the next day, and the regiment, after being upon the road all day and night, reached Frederick; whence, after a short stay, it pro

1 That morning, in the hurry of departure, the marriage of Lieutenant Joseph B. Clark came off under the dewy pines, being duly solemnized by the colonel, who had not forgotten how to tie the nuptial knot.

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