The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1867-06-01

presented beautiful appearance. The
ladies seem to have desired to show special
respect to the representative of "My Ma
ryland," and almost every group fingered
to drop o blossom. [
The Pegrams.
General John Pegram, who was killed
at Hatcher's Run in February, 1865, and
the young Colonel William Pegram, who
fell bravely fighting at Five Forks two
months later, now sleep side by side upon
the slope of a grassy hill, and two hand
some marble slabs bear the records or
their names and valor. Both graves were
covered with blooming wreaths and
crosses, arranged by a hand Of unusual
taste, and their artistic arrangement
caused many ezclamations Of pleasure.
Wise, Carter, Johnson, and the
! Starks:
The grave of O. Jennings Wise, Captain
Of the Richmond Light Infantry Blues,
was neatly and tastcfully adorned with
pyramids of flowers, and cross at the
head bore a verse concluding with the
lines:
| ''Oh rest immortal Wise
Beneath the type Of the cross so bravely worn,
| All Wnite aS my rODeS OF glory "OTH
In the far celestial skies"
Captain Fred. Carter, of the same COM
pany, is buried near Stuart, and his grave
received many visitors. A cross with r.
L. |. B. in letters of evergreen was pretty
addition to the decorations.
The tombstone of Lieutenant Peyton
Johnston, killed in the battle Of Seven
Pines, was elegantly decorated with bou-
quets and a neat wreath. General W. E..
and his son Lieutenant f. B. Stark, two
gallant sons of Louisiana, are buried near
together, and their friends in Virginia who
are so well acquainted with the story of
their bravery displayed on many battle
field did not forget them in the distrbu-
tion of the flowers. Their graves were
handsomely decorated.
Among many others whose names are
not, perhaps, so well known, but whose
bravery was equal to the braveSt, and
upon whose graves were bestowed liberal
shares of flowers and wreaths, we may
mention Arthur Dabney, of the Young
Guard Lieutenant Newman, of Carter's
Battery George w. Waddy, of Otey's
Battery; Sergeant Porter, of the Third
Company Howitzers; and Leslie Doye, Of
the Ninth Virginia Cavalry. The graves
of Major J. S. Walker, and c. E. Neill,
Confederate scout, were also profusely
decked.
The vault of Mr.. W. W. Dunnavant, in
which the body of General John II. Nor
gan is temporarily deposited, was draped
and festooned with evergreenS, and vases
of flowers shed their fragrance through
the chamber of the dead.
Over the grave of eX-President Tyler
no monument has yet been erected, but
| flowers were profusely strewn around, and
in the centre of a magnificent wreath, from
Mrs. Judge Clopton, we found the follow
ing poetic
| TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF PRESIDENT TYLER
By Mrs.. Charles w. Wallace, Of Richmond, Ia.
Softly the grass waves, brightly the flowers
blow,
Sweetly the birds sing, above thee
Far down the waters roll, roll on the reedy
| shore,
Soothing the sad hearts that love thee.
Hark. on the morning air rises the distant
hum;
Voices and footsteps come nearer.
Bright Is the day and glad, dear is the spring
time, but
Brighter these heroes and dearer,
Who calmly sleeep round thee on hillside and
| The SAD WILLOWS over Inelll DeuUluR,
| Aud, dreamlcss, they reck not of fetters now
| binding.
The land winch, while vainly defending,
They poured out their young lives like streams
| from the fountain,
| With devotion so great yet so frutless.
| Oh why vast Mou called away, called In the
| hour of need,
Just as this struggle, so bootless,
Had como, and this southern land needed thy
| counsel sage,
Needed thy wise moderation,
Thy firmness unyielding, thy skill 20 unerring
| To make of our people nation?
To guide with our pure patriot, DAVIS, II
| Senate hall,
While Young hearts in fields faced the danger
| With these hearts at home 10 guide, Lee tC
| plan, Jackson lead,
| Virginia would still be a stranger
To the heavy tramp Oh her soil, tramp of tht
armed foe,
Sounding so sad and so dreary'
But God knoweth all the best; some day
there will be rest
Rest for the lone heart and weary
And mean time we bring thee here colors oul
country wore,
With flowers we repeat the sad story
O'er the graves of our heroes We'll spread oul
hearts tributes,
Then leave them alone in their glory"
HoliytcoOd Cemtetery, May 81, 1867
The Unknown Dead.
To many who had not relatives or dear
friends buried in Hollywood, the most in
teresting part of the cemetery was the
section i'm which were inferred the remains
of the soldiers who died far from home anC
friends, and whose bodies Were carried
from hospital to Hollywood. Side by side
were the ridges made, in, long rows o
hundreds,
"Just as they marched TO the battle fray.
Rnrai : brpIgt ~
Although there were thousands of name
less headboards, in strOlling through the
grounds we could not find single grave
neglected and although many were no
covered or decorated in beautiful style
each had bouquet, evergreen, or blossom
placediupon them by womans tender hand
The mound above the dust of the Texar
Rangers, the boys from the sandy shore:
of the Gulf, or from far Missouri, Mary
land, and little Delaware, all received theil
quota, and every mother in the distant
States may, as she remembers that her soI
is buried in Hollywood, have the assurance
that his grave receives tender care from
Virginia's daughters. As we strolled
through the beaten aiSleS between these
nameless graves, each one of which i'm
plores "the passing tribute ofa sigh," ouI
imagination wanders to some distant home
where sits a widowed mother or darling
sister, who, as she reads this story of wo
mans gratitude to her unknown defenders
to those whom she once loved, with CRATE
full tears will pray that Heavens choices
blessing may rest upon the ladies of Rich
mond for their act of patriotism and graft