Race riot in he South, :) 1863. Wikipedia:
"Rioters subjected black men to the most brutal violence: torture,
hanging, and burning." Eleven were lynched. The Southern mob depicted
here were afraid that if the North won the Civil War, freed slaves would
take the jobs of whites.
Virginian though I am, a son of the Shenandoah, and brought up among
the lazy rivers of the state of Marse Bob Lee and Stonewall—rivers
where the sun always seemed to shine and you could mostly catch catfish,
and almost think that being alive was a good thing until further
experience intervened—I have to admit the deep vileness in the Southern
soul. Yes. It was this that brought forth such scenes as above. I
cannot deny that the events portrayed happened in the South.
The south of Manhattan, anyway, the drawing being of the
race riots of 1863 in New York, in which Yankee mobs killed 115 or so
innocent people, many of them black.
Here was early evidence of the deep regard in which Yankees held
black men—and still hold them if you look at actions and not
protestations. There is nothing like a damn Yank to tell how good he is,
how drowning in the curds and cream of human kindness, without in his
actions displaying a trace of it.
But should we be surprised? These were the same blue-coats
who exterminated the Indians. "The only good Indian," said the Yankee
general Sherman, "is a dead Indian." Such charitable musings were not
unique to him. It was a Yankee named Custer, if memory serves, who after
the war devoted himself in the name of the Yankee government to killing
Indians, though with mixed results. Yet another Yankee general, Phil
Sheridan, wanted to slaughter the western buffalo to starve the Indians
to death. I cannot withold my admiration for Northerners for the
consistency of their racial philosopy.
Do not misunderstand me. I do not mean to imply that
Northerners are the world’s mother lode of preening fraud and practiced
hypocrisy. I mean to state it.