and we do not now believe, that it is in the power
of any part of America thus to control the condition
of England. We would not have it so, if we could,
as we are sure that the power would be abused.
If America really possessed the ability to rule England
that her cotton-manufacturers assert she possesses,
all Englishmen should rejoice that events have occurred
here that promise to work out their country’s
deliverance from so degrading a vassalage. But
it is not so, and England will survive the event of
our conflict, no matter what that event may be.
The nation that triumphed over the Continental System
of Napoleon, and which was not injured by our Embargo
Acts of fifty years ago, should be ashamed to lay so
much stress upon the value of our cotton-crop, when
it has its choice of the lands of the tropics from
which to draw the raw material it requires. As
to France, it would be most impolitic in her to seek
our destruction, unless she wishes to see the restoration
of England’s maritime supremacy. The French
navy, great and powerful as it now is, can be regarded
only as the result of a skilful and most costly forcing
process, carried on by Bourbons, Orleanists, Republicans,
and Imperialists, during forty-six years of maritime
peace. It could not be maintained against the
attacks of England, which is a naval country by position
and interest. We never could be the rival of
France, but we could always be relied upon to throw
our weight on her side in a maritime war; and while
our policy would never allow of our having a very
large navy in time of peace, we have in abundance
all the elements of naval power. Nor should England
be indifferent to the aid which we could afford her,
were she to be assailed by the principal nations of
Continental Europe. Strike the American Union
out of the list of the nations, or cause it to be
sensibly weakened, or treat it so as to revive in force
the old American hatred of England, and it is possible
that the predictions of those who see in Napoleon
III. only the Avenger of Napoleon I. may be justified
by the event.
* * * * *
WASHINGTON AS A CAMP.
OUR BARRACKS AT THE CAPITOL.
We marched up the hill, and when the dust opened there was our Big Tent ready pitched.
It was an enormous tent,—the Sibley pattern modified. A simple soul in our ranks looked up and said,—“Tent! canvas! I don’t see it: that’s marble!” Whereupon a simpler soul informed us,—“Boys, that’s the Capitol.”
And so it was the Capitol,—as glad to see the New York Seventh Regiment as they to see it. The Capitol was to be our quarters, and I was pleased to notice that the top of the dome had been left off for ventilation.