come' sooner or
later, it is as a means of doing justice to the white man. Let us
emancipate white labor from the comparison with slavery and from the
sneers of an aristocracy which _will_ be 'Caesar or nothing' among us.

The South has sinned against man and God by voluntarily, boldly,
shamelessly reviling the poor, who are the chosen children of God. And
for all this they shall be judged by those whom they have cursed and
ridiculed. The most crushing tread of destiny is reserved for those who
impertinently aid her in trampling the lowly. Does Christ, think you,
whose whole teaching was one upholding of the poor and the hard-working,
approve this scorn of the 'laboring scum'? So surely as this thing has
been fevered to a war, so surely shall there be one last moment when
dying Southern sin shall exclaim: '_Vicisti Galilae!_'

But what are we to think of the hangers-on and parasites and shadows and
'shadows of shadows,' as Plautus calls the vilest toadies to sycophants,
who, hard-working men themselves, try to catch some faint reflection of
sham gentility by 'talking pro-slavery because they think it
aristocratic,' as Winthrop says? What of an _editor_--the one who of all
men works hard for indifferent reward--who forgets the nobility which
_should_ surround all who speak for and to the people, and beslabbers
the meanest and most contemptible of even sham aristocracies, that which
is _self_-conscious, self-glorifying by comparison and forgetful that
_noblesse oblige_? Or what of him when he cunningly and with the vulgar
'cuteness which characterizes the most degraded snobbery, takes pains to
make it appear that the labor of another on behalf of the poor white man
is meant solely for the negro, and that the former is to be sacrificed
to the latter!

We know, see, and feel clearly what we want and what we believe. It is
the progress of the rights of free white labor, which correctly
considered means all that is right. And if this were understood and
felt, as it _should_ be by those most deeply interested, our police
would be amply sufficient to punish the _soi-disant_ Normans of the
South.

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If we could speak a word to all men in or about to enter the army, it
would be: 'Don't drink.' We know the fever and ague country, and assure
our readers that all advice to the contrary notwithstanding, he who lets
liquor alone will fare best in the end. _Apropos_ of which we clip the
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