The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1867-04-17
4 Tri, dowu the Valley.

uetcIuiiueu US W pay u Vistt W our bdtlfe
town in the lower Valley. And though
we might have mounted behind the fire
Breathing steed, and coursing along hill
and dale, been planted upon the soil that
gave us birth. yet we preferred riding lei
surely down the Valley, that We might
once more gaze upon the spots, to which
our memory reverted, as sacred ground
where. engaged in deadly conflict, many
brave aud noble fellow consecrated the
soil with his blood
At New Market we found the field upon
which Gen. Breckenridge whipped the
Flying Dutehmans enclosed and sown in
wheat, looking green aud beautiful the
thick cluster of cedars which served as
shield to the flying boasts from the bullets
Of the little Spartan band under the Com
mand Of Col. Ship of the Institute, had Ell
tirely disappeared before the axe Of the
sturdy yeoman as he lab5rs to recuperate
his lost fortunes A little beyond, at the
foot OF Rides Hill, on the South, we dis
covered Il white shaft erected, bearing the
following inscription: Erected to the
memory Of Capt. Summers and Sergeant
knontz, G s.. A., who were brutally muir.
dered in Juae, 1865, by order Of Lt.-Col
Hussey, Ohio Regiment" And then
passing on, meditating upon this cold blood
ed murder Of these young men in the prime
OF manhood, the circumstances OF which
arc yet fresh in the minds of all, and ga
zing upon the beauty OF the country and
grandeur of the scenery, just by the road
side we discovered open graves. aud we
nvoIuHt.riiy exclaimed Why isthis. has
the time been ushered in when the grave
shall gives up its dead Has the resur-
rection morn burst upon us. and the NOR
tality OF those gallant fellows who, oncerc-
posed i'll those open mounds been clothed
in immortality Yes, they have been
clothed in Immortality IN the hearts Of
their eount,y'nen, and now they are gath
cred together as one great family OF the
dead. to repose till the resurrection morn
in Mount jackson Cemetery.
They have been resurrccted from the
earthly resting place to which their com
rades, wrapping their blankets them
consigned them, not by the trump of Je-
hoyah, bat by the noblest hand4work OF
| God woman. The spot is beautiful one,
immediately upon the Valley Road, en-
closed BY a neat paling fence as white as
the driven snow, everything exhibiting
taste and care.
Let them rest, and as time rolls on may
the thousands and thousands of passcrs by
be impressed with the character and viz.
tues ofthese martyred dead Upon irquir-
ing we were informed that Mrs Meem; the
widow of thelamented DR.. Mcem, is Pres-
dent OF the Association
But travelling on, we found the mighty
work Of racuperation everywhere making
the country smile like an Eden Barns,
houses and fences were being built. Mills
and factories spriaging up. and everybody
as busy as a bee. Indeed. never before
were We so forc;bly struck with the sub
Unity of character displayed by the young
men Of the South They have proved
themselves eqaal toany emergency-wield
ing the sword with iiurculean skill and
strength in the field ofmortal cembst they
now with equal facility convert it into the
plowsIlare. Fishers Hill, the scene OF
the sad disaster to our arms in September,
1864, seems to bow her head in shame =
The works erected by the labor and toll Of
the little band under command Of the OK
lied, bat noble and intrepid Early, still re
main, but nc spear OF wheat is seen. or
preparation made for stalk Of corn
Cedar Creek. unlike Fishers Hill, appears
determined to wipe from her escutcheon
the stain Of October, 1864, BY renewed
and determined effort to cultivate and till
the soil and develope her resources
kernstown. seemingly proud Of the part
enacted by her aud the honorable connec.
ton She has in history with "Stonewa.l',
jackson, sn,iles with the prospect of fine
harvest. And there in the distance we
discovered the various forts which once
blistling with cannon enconpassed Win
chester, our native place Many memories
of the past clustered round and scenes of
boyhood hours appeared wildly before us
iii imagination aud, thus lost in revery and
reflection, We drove upto the ''raylor Ho.
| cSl. dNu WStC dtOuoCA ny tttc We'll kHUWU
and familiar voice of that wholc-souled
gallant and genial fellow, Major W. W.
Goldsboroueh: the proprietor. We had
the good fortune during the war of form
ing an Intimate acquaintance with the
Major: and felt perfectly at hon,e when
we met him. He has recently taken the
Taylor Hotel" and We feel assured he will
receivethe patronage he SO richly deserves.
Long may ne wave. Soon after our arri-
val We met with our old friend Beall ct
the Times, - whom we were delighted to
see and to learn he was succeeding sowcll
he Times is emphatically the paper ofthe
lower Valley. low could it he otherwise
wllen Beall attends all gatherings from So
cial psrt;es and political caucuses down to
a ''trottiag match and corn shackiug, and
is generally the soul Of the occasion. lie
has been, | am sorry to say, in rather
responding mood Of laie, aud frequently
quotes the following lines upon voa,aa:
'Away-away-you smiles curse,
0, blot me from the face Of men;
Kind, plying Heaven, by death or worse,
II. ever love such M:ngs again"
Winchester is going ahead, and with the
return Of Spring the music Of the mechan-
ic is head, aud everything is beginning
to put on cheerful face. Several fine
brick buildings have been erected at the
Depot, and the rubbish was being removed
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