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"A Little Jaded"
The lively national mind is dwelling upon the Chinese rather than the negro at present, and, if the whole truth must
told, is doubtless a little jaded by the thought of a race with which it was really occupied a long time, — for such a very lively national mind.
the best it is a good deal like a woman's mind: a thing pleases and interests again and again, and there is no reason to believe that it will not do so
forever: repeat it yet once more, and presto! it is of all things the most disgusting, and was always, always hated. This fatal pass has been almost
with the negro and we should not therefore venture to commend Colonel Higginson’s
book if it were a celebration of the negro in any of his familiar
aspects of martyr or hero, or his present “transition state”
of bore, however we might praise it as excellent and charming literature.
"Thanksgiving Day--Hanging Up the Musket," Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper, December
23, 1865, 216.
Never before, since we have had a record
of great nations, has one year made so great a difference
in their status of happiness as that of the past twelve
months in the welfare, prosperity and cause of thankfulness
of this country. One year ago we were engaged in a fierce
and bloody war, without any knowledge among the people
of where it would end, or in what condition the country
would emerge. Now we have peace smiling over all the land,
and its promise for many years to come. We have hundreds
of thousands of soldiers emancipated from the field of
arms to the field of labor, and from Sate to State goes
up the hum of reconciliation, and a desire for renewed
exertion and consequent prosperity. The lands devastated
by the tramp of armies, and the homes laid waste by the
invader of either side are once more being brought back
to the standard they held five years ago. Hearths that
have lost one kind familiar face, one that perhaps lies
far away under the mould of some Southern battle-field,
strive to close up the gap, and without forgetting the
loved one, give thanks that, since he was taken, he should
be taken in so good a cause.
A stranger coming among us would hardly
believe, looking at our wealth, prosperity and happiness,
that but a few months had elapsed since the most terrible
war of the last thousand years has just closed; that thousands
of miles of territory have been despoiled, and hundreds
of thousands of territory have been despoiled, and hundreds
of thousands of lives sacrificed. And yet in the face
of this we have great cause for thankfulness. We are overburdened
with natural wealth.
We have national recuperative power beyond telling, and
we are, as a people, determined upon the ultimate greatness
of the nation, and that is the grand secret of all our
success.. . .
Our soldiers have hung up their bruised arms for monuments,
and beneath the grandfather’s sword of 1776, and
the father’s musket of 1814, the son’s of
1865, hangs suspended, there to hang—if the great
moral example of the past five years is to have any effect
on the world—until all fall with rust on the peaceful
The camp gives way to the pleasant church and the joys
of home, the sword is almost literally beaten into a ploughshare,
and the “hard tack” gies way to the thanksgiving
turkey and the pumpkin pie.
Verily have we cause for thanksgiving.
--"The Thanksgiving of 1865," Frank Leslie's
Illustrated Newspaper, December 23, 1865, 221
An American Antiquarian
Society Online Exhibition
Curated by Lucia Z. Knoles, Professor of English, Assumption College