"Read that paragraph from this morning's editorial columns--"
The young man scanned the marked clipping.
RAPPED ON THE KNUCKS
"One of the City papers contained on Monday a word of exhortation
to certain females of Southern residence (and perhaps birth) but
of decidedly Northern and Abolition proclivities. The creatures,
though specially alluded to, are not named. If such people do not
wish to be exposed and dealt with as alien enemies to the country
they would do well to cut stick while they can do so with safety
to their worthless carcasses--"
"And you will not 'cut stick'?"
"It's not the way of our breed. I've been doing what I could for the
past year. I have sent the Government at Washington letter after letter
giving them full and accurate accounts of men and events here. I have
made no concealment of my principles. We are Abolitionists and Unionists
and they know it. These Southern men will not lift their hands against
two helpless women unless they discover the deeper plans I've laid. I've
stopped them on the streets and openly flung my sentiments into their
faces. As the excitement has increased I have grown more violent and
more incoherent. They have begun to say that I am insane--"
Socola lifted his hand in a quiet gesture.
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