Hanover; Or The Persecution of the Lowly: A Story of the Wilmington Massacre.Thorne, Jack
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Hanover; Or The Persecution of the Lowly: A Story of the Wilmington Massacre.
Thorne, Jack
African Americans -- North Carolina -- Wilmington -- Fiction; Wilmington (N.C.) -- History -- Fiction
Unlike most of the heroes named above, Dan's name will not in this
generation be engraved upon brass or steel, or carved in marble. To an
unsympathetic world he was an outlaw, who raised his arms against kings
and princes, who feel that they have the sanction of God Himself to
trample upon the lowly.
With tall pines as sentinels keeping watch over it, and stars for tapers
tall, the body of this immortal hero lies beneath the soil enriched by
his blood.
"Fleet foot on the corey,
Brave counsel in cumber,
Red hand in the foray,
How sound is the slumber!"
Who killed this simple fellow, and the score of others of his race who
fell on that eventful day? The blame is laid upon the Georgians, who
were invited there to assist in restoring white man's government, when
there had never been any other government in existence there. But who is
really responsible for this cowardly massacre? Wilmington's best white
citizens, by whose invitation and under whose directions the Georgians
acted. And what better market could have been sought for murderers and
cowards and assassins, and intense haters of negroes than Georgia? In
ante-bellum days Georgia outdid all other slave-holding States in
cruelty to its slave population. The North Carolina master could subdue
the most unruly slave by threatening to sell him or her into Georgia.
The old negro voo-doo doctor or fortune teller could fill any negro for
whom she had formed a dislike with terror, and bring him to her feet
begging for mercy by walking backward, making a cross with her heel and
prophesying, "You'll walk Georgia road."
When Georgia, the altar for human sacrifices, perfumed by the odor of
cooked human flesh, travailed, she brought forth the prodegy of the
nineteenth century, whose cries for blood would startle Catherine De
Medici and cause Bloody Mary to look aghast.
Georgia bore upon her sulphurous bosom an Andersonville, within whose
walls thousands of the nation's noblest sons suffered the most inhuman
treatment and died the most agonizing and ignominious death. Georgia
trained her cannon upon these emaciated, starved vermin-eaten creatures
rather than submit to their rescue by an invading army. Georgia's
convict camps of the present day are worse than slavery, and more
intolerable than the Siberian mines. The order of the States upon the
map should be changed so as to read as follows: North Carolina, South
Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisana, Texas, Georgia, Hell. The
people of Wilmington were bargaining for the genuine article when they
sent to Georgia for trained murderers and assassins.
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