Dese yere gemmen has runned away from de Seceshers, and wants ter git back to de Norf!
"Sword and Pen" by John Algernon Owens
The secesh risks all for a bad cause and a bad creed.
"Diary from November 12, 1862, to October 18, 1863" by Adam Gurowski
Las' Kismas he in de Secesh, and notin' to eat but grits, and no salt in 'em.
"The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 86, December, 1864" by Various
A fifth Secesh now made his appearance.
"Continental Monthly, Vol. III, No IV, April 1863" by Various
Secesh, you've got to make it right!
"The Continental Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 2, August, 1863" by Various
The fact that these sheep were but recently converted from "Secesh" sentiments was their crowning charm.
"The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 90, April, 1865" by Various
I have known a great wariety since secesh times pegan.
"Cudjo's Cave" by J. T. Trowbridge
The glorious old flag, under which our fathers fought in a cause most holy, now floats from its dome, in place of the late Secesh rag.
"Our Battery" by Orlando P. Cutter
Mortar from the secesh playing all day, the shells passing over our heads, two exploding over us, but did no damage.
"An Artilleryman's Diary" by Jenkin Lloyd Jones
I don't want that Secesher to see us stopping here.
"Brother Against Brother" by Oliver Optic
Mistus prayed up in the parlor,
That the Secesh all might win;
We were praying in the cabins,
Wanting freedom to begin.
"The Deliverance" by Frances Ellen Watkins
When the red flails of the battle-field's threshers
Beat out the continent's wheat from its bran,
While the wind scatters the chaffy seceshers,
What will become of our sweet little man?
"The Sweet Little Man" by Oliver Wendell Holmes