The condition of the rebels in becoming more and more
hopeless the necessity of the rebellion being crushed before the approaching hot
weather renders it hazardous to fight the insurgents on their own ground, is
causing the Government to put forth every energy to its suppression. Driven from Yorktown and Corinth, their two
strongest positions, there are no other points upon which the rebels can
concentrate their forces with any show or hope of success. Since the beginning of the year they have sustained
defeat in every engagement and in almost every petty skirmish they have had
with the federal troops.
Fighting in a bad cause, and without a particle of hope for
the future, led by wicked men who never had higher aspirations than personal
aggrandizement, the incentives to bold and determined action have been
wanting. Like the hirelings of the
despotic governments, the rebel soldiery have fought from pure love of
fighting, from the excitement it brings and the pay that was promised them, without any of those
ennobling feelings that fill the hearts of men contending for their dearest
rights. Defeated at every point, in very
desperation they now obey their unprincipled leaders, and doggedly fight
without one ray of hope to illuminate their darkened minds. Shakespeare has said, that “the miserable
hath no other medicine, but only hope.”
Even that is denied the rebels, and of all men they are certainly the
most miserable. As the same author
further says: –
“So weary with disasters, tugg’d with fortune,
That they would set their lives on any chance,
To mend it or rid on’t.
So cowards fight, when they can fly no farther.”
– Published in The
Davenport Daily Gazette, Davenport, Iowa, Thursday Morning, May 8, 1862, p.
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EDITOR’S NOTE: This is an interesting conglomerate of Shakespeare quotations:
The miserable hath no other medicine, but only hope.
– Measure For Measure, Act III, Scene i.
So weary with disasters, tugg’d with fortune,
That they would set their lives on any chance,
To mend it or rid on’t.
– Macbeth, Act III, Scene i
So cowards fight, when they can fly no farther.
– Henry VI, Part III, Act I, Scene iv
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