But when they are irrecoverably gone, justifiably or
not, I tell you, Mr. North, there will be mourning in our streets. I
know, indeed, that there are some among us to whom it will be a
carnival; but--"
"They will have a long Lent after it," said Mrs. North; "pray excuse
me."
"Ties of kindred," said I, "patriotism, Christian friendships, will not
go down to hopeless graves without leaving behind them sorrows ending
only with life.
"It appears to me," said I, "that our ship is where nothing but an
immediate calm and then a change of the wind, can save us. If we become
two nations, it may be for judgment and destruction; and it may be for
some great, ultimate good. But it will be hard parting. To think of
having no South! and of their having no North! We shall each become
provincial. We are wonderfully fitted to qualify and improve each the
other. How strange it would be to have these two sections love each
other! No one among us under twenty-five years of age, has probably ever
thought of us but as in controversy."
"Speaking of Southern life," said Mrs. North, "I have not seen our
friend Grant since he came back from the South."
"I have seen him," said I, "and have heard his story.
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