The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1866-11-01

AY MORNING, NOvEMBE
cheered his last moments-and many q
living one invokes daily blessings on.the
strange, but kindly hands, which minis
tered to his wants, soothed his sufferings,
or dressed his wounds. Everywhere, that
her presence could cheer, or comfort or
help, was woman found; and had every
man but done his duty, as nobly as the
women discharged theirs, the Southern
Confederacy would not now be among the
things that have passed away. You, my
country-women of Carolina, can claim
your full share of the suffering, the sacri-
fees, the glory, brought upon your sex
by this direfnl war, which seems scarcely
yet closed; for it's failure, you at least,
can feel no selfreproach for to secure it's
success, you gave all, bore all, dared all.
| But your task is not yet ended-your
duties not yet finished. Those of the sol
diers have ceased-our swords are sheath
ed, and they are resting in their scabbards.
1t is yours to teach us resignation, as you
inspired US with courage-tor allay the
fierce passions aroused by war-to extend
your sweet charities whereon want and
sorrow exist-to bless the living-to hon
or the dead, and to 'sallure to higher
worlds" 1t would be presumption in me
to tell you where to seek comfort for
every afliction-a balm tor every wound.
I can only commend you to Him who is
abundantly able and willing to give both.
The Christians hope--the Christians faith
will sustain you as you look upon the
graves of your kindred; and the pride OF
the patriot bids you ee=a'
| "Mourn not the dead, tits they alone,
Who are the peaceful and the free" ;e- -
Ladies': the duty you assigned to me
has been discharged; how inadequately
none can feel moro sensibly than myself
but your kindness will make you look
with leniency on this effort to pay honor
to your dead. For yourselves, / pray
| that God may grant you His richest
mercies-that you may be always safe in
the hollow of His hands; that he may
comfort your hearts; and that He may
send, even from these graves over which
you now weep sorrowing, voice
In STILL small accents whispering from the ground,
| a. grateful earnest of eternal peace"
LETTER FROM COL. W. D. WILKES.
ANDERSON C. H., Oct. 10, 1866.
TO the Ladies of the Memorial Association
of Pendleton: .....s.-
/ have purposely refrained from re-
.sponding to your hattering invitation, to
unite with you tomorrow in doing honor
to the memory of the Confederate dead,
who lie entombed in your cemetery, with
the hope that it might be possible for me
to be present. A press of professional bu-
siness forbids me that pleasure, and write
at the last hour, to express to you The
measure Of my disappointment, as also,
my hearty concurrence in the proposed
tribute of respect. The act itself has no
covert meaning-no political significance
-77is not prospective, but retrospective IN
It's character, and is dictated by an in
stinct of the human heart, common alike
to men Of all ages and grades of civiliza-
ton; to the savage, to the Moslem, the Is
realite and the Christian. No generous
victor could forbid the kindred, country
women and surviving comrades of our de-
parted heroes, to shed a tear and lay their
chaplets upon their graves-the last sad
Office which it Is competent for affection
to render. Whether they were success
ful-whether the verdict of the word adj
Judges them to have been in the right or
| in the wrong, we have not forgotten-we
can never forget, that amid privation and
suffering unparalleled in modern times,-
often half clad, half fed, and ineficiently
armed, they bore triumphantly aloft the
Bonnie Blue Flag along the fiery crest OF
an hundred battle-felds, and at last met
death as vicarious offerings for a cause
which we in common with themselves,
loved with passionate devotion, and re,
garded as the exponent of Constitutional
| liberty. The men whose sunken graves
YOU will repair and adorn, we can never
school our hearts to regard with other
than feelings of reverence,-they have re-
enacted. in common with their fallen com
rides. the scenes Of Platea, and Their
mopylm, and Marathon, in the New World,
and encircled the Southern brow with
eIory bright as the diadems that crown
the night Of her cloudless skies, and graft
tude and affection alike impel Us to do
what we can, consistently with our pre-.
sent relations and duties, to consecrate
their names and memories. The thou
sands of officers and privates, of whom
Jackson was but pre-eminent type, who
| perished in defence Of the "Lost Cause, "
could never have been false to principle
and duty, and palsied be the tongue that
would pronounce them "Traitors" and
.tRebels." Upon their graves we rever.
ently place, if not the laurel garlands OF
the victor, at least the tokens of our un-
diving gratitude and quenchless love, and
commit n the duty Of. rearing their monu-