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"Five Hundred Thousand More."

Mr. Lincoln's latest achievement in the proclamation line speaks for itself. It is plain, straightforward, and easy to be understood. He wants five hundred thousand more men, and says if they don't volunteer he will positively draft them on the 5th of September. As we have received no contradiction of the proclamation since its publication twenty-four hours ago, it may safely be considered genuine.

But it is far worse than Howard's, both in style and substance; and if the unfortunate associate "of the Times" was sent to Fort Lafayette for calling out three hundred thousand men, what ought to be done to the man who demands five hundred thousand? This is the grandest haul yet; but it is only a drop in the bucket compared to what will be required if the present profound strategist now the commander-in-chief of the army and navy shall be retained to "run the machine" as he himself classically expresses it.

But we rejoice at this call, as tending to bring home to the people more powerfully a true sense of burdens of this war. There are thousands of able-bodied men particularly in the abolition states, which will suffer most severely from this draft, who have been clamoring for a fiendish war of extermination and subjugation, until the last slave shall be freed, and the last rebel driven into the gulf. These men are the last in the world to go to war. They patriotically stay at home, and cry "copperhead" at the men who have faced rebel batteries and spent their blood in the service of their country, but will not fall down and worship the ebony idol Lincoln has set up. Such men will be "crabbed in" by this draft. And the fuller and more realizing sense of the horrors it oppressions begin to beat upon them before the next presidential election — the more unanimous will be their determination to put in power an administration that will end it and restore the Union.

These reflections comfort us in the midst of the desolation that surrounds the nation. Through this darkness we see a glimmer of light, which brightens and broadens every hour. This new call is the last feather the popular camel will stand. They have sacrificed for the negro all they can afford, and will proceed to elect men with some regard for the white race, and the interests of the nation.

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