65 have been in the country among the farm-houses where families are more scattered, and where one taken from the originally compact family circle is missed, not only by those who form that circle, but by their neighbors. The war in those cases has been brought home to the hearts of many. I have seen women stand at the doors of their houses eagerly and anxiously waiting for the return of their wounded husbands, brothers, sons, or still more anxiously trying to learn some tidings ofone who fell at Fair Oaks, Games' Mills, at White Oak Swamp, or elsewhere. Men die in the great city, and they are scarcely missed, except in their more immediate circle ; but in the country the case is far different. These are matters of deep thought, and the people are thinking deeper than ever. They are thinking very fast. The new call is also a matter of thought, and although I cannot doubt that the quota of New- York will be filled, and quickly, too, I cannot shut my eyes to the fact that it is not responded to with that marked alacrity as that which characterized the former call. There must be a reason for this, and the Government should know it. It is not the fear of the adversary they have to encounter ; but it is the fear that the Administration will not themselves carry the war through in a proper manner. The men of America have pluck, and do not fear to die for their country. They will enlist, but there is a condition which they demand. That condition is, [with great energy,] fight, fight, fight. We have had play long enough, and now must have fight. Fight and with the right hand and not with the left, and only the little finger of that hand at the best. We must have fight with the right hand. [A voice, " With both hands."] Wait till I get through. Yes, [clenching both fists and stretching them out with convulsive energy,] fight ; fight with both hands. And that is not all. I say let all the colors fight. All. From the one extreme of the Caucasian white to the other extreme of the Caucasian black let them all fight, and let all the people that make up the different and beautiful shades between these extremes fight. Let all the people fight. Elijah saw in the heavens the chariots of fire of the Lord of Hosts. Then let the rebels have their five hundred thousand men ; we have the chariots and horses of fire, and they are round about us. We have the spirits of those heroes of old who have gone to their rest. We have also the spirits of those sages and heroes who have stood up for us in foreign lands, or who have pined in foreign dungeons for contending for our rights. And all good angels are looking down upon us. And these will guide us on to victory. I say unto you, men of NewYork, we must win, and, in the end, despite all seeming adversities, the right must triumph. [Enthusiastic cheering.] 9
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