Life and times of GenSamDale, the Mississippi partisan . y a member of Con-gress, and especially a Southerner, there wasno mercy for her. On dits passed from ho-tel to hotel, from boarding-house to board-ing-house, exaggerated as they circled round,until the crude suspicion, the unfeeling jest,became a received reality. Those men wereconfirmed roues themselves; worn - out de-bauchees, subsisting on stimulants; dis-charged office-holders, bitter against all theworld; or greedy office-seekers, chagrined bydelay; and they avenged themselves by thiswar on female reputation. At a wine-party given t
Life and times of GenSamDale, the Mississippi partisan . y a member of Con-gress, and especially a Southerner, there wasno mercy for her. On dits passed from ho-tel to hotel, from boarding-house to board-ing-house, exaggerated as they circled round,until the crude suspicion, the unfeeling jest,became a received reality. Those men wereconfirmed roues themselves; worn - out de-bauchees, subsisting on stimulants; dis-charged office-holders, bitter against all theworld; or greedy office-seekers, chagrined bydelay; and they avenged themselves by thiswar on female reputation. At a wine-party given to me at Browns,a rather distinguished gentleman addressedhimself pointedly to me, S23oke lightly of thevirtue of the sex, and very plainly hinted athis successes. I had never heard such lan-guage where I came from, even among theIndians. It offended me. Sir, said I,no man with a true heart sneers at gentleman ever boasts of his who does, violates confidence, and cannot, therefore, claim to be believed. There , ,;;K!rr; ^-ii;!!li. THE liBAGOABT EEBUKJ3D. GENERAL SAMUEL DALE. 2II are no women in the world superior, if equal,to the women of our country. A young girlmay be led off the path of innocence byfraud; a woman may sell herself for bread;but in either case she is to be pitied, not rid-iculed. He who exposes her is doubly guilty,and should be damned! Love, beauty, pas-sion may be plead for error, but nothing canexcuse the villain who boasts of his suc-cess _and points out his victim. With thesewords I dashed my wine in his face and leftthe table. He was a reputed fire-eater, and,of course, pistols and coffee for two wereexpected, but I heard nothing more of senator. Colonel William H. King, whowas at the table, said that the whole com-pany justified my proceeding. The gentle-man himself tried to laugh it off by sayingthat I was tight; but he never appearedagain in my presence. The ladies of Washington struck me, whohad so long been accustomed t
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