Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1865-01-18

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on the 10th Dec. 1854, airs. JANE MURRAH,
wife of Mr. Mosss MupRAH, insthe 6ethsJear Of
her age, leaving husband and si1,ehldrsn, with
numerous friends. TO mourn her loss, Though we
mourn not as tEoss who haHs no hopo; for she
had been q consistant member Of the Bspeist
Church of Chrit At eilgal for tho last soysntssn
yearaof hcriife-
DEPARTED thislifs, December 25th 1854, BASIL
B.JOHNSON, of BarpHell District, s. Co. in the
9th year ofhiaage.
Boing in North Carolina whom tho war: frst
commenced, he was among the first to volunteer
in the defence Of his country. He first Volunteered
in tho 26th n. G. Regt, and was afterwards trans
fcrred to Coz a, 1st 8. G. Regt, whore he remain
ed until his hoaIth.pas such that he was compelled
to return homo, where he fingered nearly four
months, with rheumatism and otaer diseases which
were brought on by exposure in camps. until
tlesth came to his relief. Death is solemn when
1t takes the aged, but when helays his icy haad
ON one 20 young, and in the rsry bloom of lie,
it causes agloom to overshadowap who knew
him. 3-s
He was not slain upca tho hattlegnell by AN
cnragod foe, but he gave his life for tue cause Of
liberty He Is done with the clsmors and hard-
ships of this cruel war. Somttimss ne think he
can not be forever gone; and tben the Rad truth
tomb Yes, Tho llls hero's grape- Nothing will
disturb that rest until the great. Judgment day,
Hhen he will arise clothed in immortality.
He connected himself with the Baptist Church
early in life, and has ever since adorned his pro-
fesson by we'll ordered life, and Cody. con-
Yerzation.
"Doath spreads his witherins winter arms,
And beauty smiles no more;
Ah, where sro now those risingsoaarmH,
Which ploasod oyr eyes betOfe' %
a. That once loved form now cold and dead
Our mouIrfui thoughts employ;
We weep Ger earthly comforts He'd,
And wihered allourjoy.
aHopc looks beyond the bonuds Of time
When what we now dsplore,
Shall rise in full immortal prime,
And bloom to fade no more.
FR1ssp.
THs following lines are written in memory OF
Seret. j. II. QUITS, Color Bearer, who fell on
the battlefield Of Dreury's Bluff, near Poturs-
burg, Va, May the 10th, 1884,. His ring wai
taken from bis finger, (stained with his own
hearts blood,) by his friend and comrade, (Serst
DREsyAN,) and sent home to his heart-stricken
mother. Oh, weep not, kind parents, at the
sight of this blood-stainei circlet For he from
whose hand it. was taken has given ,ou great as
surance that his soul is at rest, and is only wait
ing for you. Remember tho many hopeful and
cheering letters he wrote you, saying, :" feel
that I'm suffering in glorious cause, and tits
duty which ONO to God as well as my coun-
t;y. And if survive not this great struggle for
Independence, (which hops may soon be achiev-
ed,) have hope of being forever at rest.D
And, sorrowing mother, again say, weep not.
Your noble son and our dear brother is with the
best. His memory we do fondly cherish.
Let him lie in thedark narrow grave you. hare
Let him lie dying where yOu have fouud him,
Let him .loep on the battlefield n, he badC, :.
with masy of bisfrieuds and comrades aroae5
~ him.
But first from his finger take his blood, stained
For the the Kind mother whom The hero has left
weeping,
His Tobacco pouch too. tied by-th. hand,
n OF brave dsar JoHSyr, uhoIon ths battle plain 4
sleeping -;
when long winter nightsat che hsaesf his Sirtby,
Arc shortened uithIssendsand itory,
Some space in tho household will toll OF bis worth,
And speak of his death and his glory 4
And fancy will picture the place vhere b q sleopG
Beside him the blue winding river. Is
Tho lsng sloping Oats whersths .Chaporol sweeps,
And agmmer brsathos softly forever.
The mo,hor mill weep a. the thinks OF her bsy,--
Tie, that.se tsnlerly bound him;
But tho lad at her sido will think 'twcre o joy
Te sleep With banner around him. - -
And she, the dark,sysd and beautiful one,
Who waited so long for her lorer,
Win fall asleep fearful, and dream until Morn,
Of joy and tho lOyc-moetings Over.
When another shall kneol atthe foot Of the fair,
Town her with sishs aud With yowing,
She'll him her heart, ms he pleading knsslsc
there, & .l-gse-s
Is entombsa where 4 ryer is flowing:
The ring yods stoek-stom the cold icy hand
or our comrale, warrior hssrted, .@sse
She'll press tosher lips and rsne ember her vow,
: To be true to the dear ono departed. q,