The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 87, January, 1865: A Magazine of Literature, Art, and PoliticsVarious
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 87, January, 1865: A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics
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unto the Lord, every man and woman."
Truly, not the least of the compensations of this war is the new spirit
which it has set astir in human life, this acknowledged brotherhood
which makes all things common, which moves health and wealth and leisure
and learning to brave the dangers of the battle-field and the horrors of
the hospital for the comfort of its needy comrade. And inasmuch as he
who hath done it unto one of the least of these his brethren has done it
unto the Master, is not this, in very deed and truth, Anno Domini, the
Year of our Lord?
And let all devout hearts render praises to God for the hope we are
enabled to cherish that He will speedily save this people from their
national sin. From the days of our fathers, the land groaned under its
weight of woe and crime; but none saw from what quarter deliverance
should come. Apostles and prophets arose in North and South, prophesying
the wrath of God against a nation that dared to hold its great truth of
human brotherhood in unrighteousness, and the smile of God only on him
who should do justly and love mercy and walk humbly before Him; but they
died in faith, not having obtained the promises. That faith in God, and
consequently in the ultimate triumph of right over wrong, never failed;
but few, even of the most sanguine, dared to hope that their eyes should
see the salvation of the Lord. Upright men spent their lives in
unyielding and indignant protest, not so much for any immediate result
as because they could do no otherwise,--because the constant violation
of sacred right, the constant defilement and degradation of country,
wrought so fiercely and painfully in their hearts that they could not
hold their peace. Though they expected no sudden reform, they believed
in the indestructibility of truth, and knew, therefore, that their word
should not return unto them void, but waited for some far future day
when happier harvesters should come bringing their sheaves with them.
How looks the promise now? A beneficent Providence has outstripped our
laggard hopes. The work which we had so summarily given over to the
wiser generations behind us is rapidly approaching completion beneath
the strokes of a few sharp, short years of our own. Slavery, which was
apologized for by the South, tolerated by the North, half recognized as
an evil, half accepted as a compromise, but with every conscientious
concession and every cowardly expedient sinking ever deeper and deeper
into the nation's life, stands forth at last in its real character, and
meets its righteous doom. Public opinion, rapidly sublimed in the white
heat of this fierce war, is everywhere crystallizing. Men are learning
to know precisely what they believe, and, knowing, dare maintain. There
is no more speaking with bated breath, no more counselling of
forbearance and non-intervention. It is no longer a chosen few who dare
openly to denounce the sum of all villainies; but loud and long and deep
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