The day has come for a new order of things. The South must learn--and show by its acts that it has been convinced--that the North is its equal in those virtues which it claims to monopolize. But this it will only learn from the young and vigorous minds of the new school,--from its _enemies_,--and not from the trembling old-fashioned traitors, who have been so long at its feet that they shiver and are bewildered, now that they are fairly isolated, by the tide of war, from their former ruler. Politicians of this stamp, who have grown old while prating of Southern rights, can not, do not, and never will _realize_ but that, some day or other, all will be restored in _statu quo ante bellum_. They expect Union victories, but somehow believe that their old king will enjoy his own again--that there will be a morning when the South will rule as before. It is this which inspires their craven timidity. They cry out against emancipation in every form,--blind to the onward and inevitable changes which are going on,--so that when the South comes in again they may point to their record and say, '_We_ were ever true to you. We, indeed, urged the war, for we were compelled by you to fight, but we were always true to your main principles.' They have wasted time and trouble sadly--it will all be of no avail. Be it by the war, be it by what means it may, the social system and political rule of the South are irrevocably doomed. It may, from time to time, have its convulsive recoveries, but it is doomed. The demands of free labor for a wider area will make themselves felt, and the black will give way to the white, as in the West the buffalo vanishes before the bee.