The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1868-05-13
Correspondence Louisiana Demo-
GRAFT
CIoumERv1LLE, MAY 9Th, 1862

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CLoUTERv1LLE, MAY 9Th, 1868.
Editor Democrat The quiet of our
little village was greatly disturbed a
few days since, by the appearance in
the streets of two wagons of six mules
each, driven by two U. S. soldiers, and
a half dozen or so of the descendants
of - well, they were thick-lipped,
low forehead, fiat nose, box ankle,
kinky headed and black skinned ami
mails, in the shape Of human beings,
called most slanderously the descen-
dants of Ham. the youngest son of old
man Noah, of the Ark Our Mayor
subjected them to a most critical
searching and exhausting cateclism,
and finally learned that they were upon
the holy mission of exhuming and
transferring tie bodies of those who
had fallen in defence of "the old flag"
to some decent place of sepultufe.
The occupant of the first grave open
! ed, was not clothed as a U. S. soldier,
and one of the hyena's who was shovel
ling up the sainted bones, cried out:
"dis not our soljer, dis a d-n reb, /
know by his d-n old Kentucky jeans
kote,o which remark, created quite a
merriment among the sainted resurrec-
| tionists. With me it was altogether
otherwise, for every manly and decent
feeling within merecoiled back with in
stinctive horror at such words, coming
from the lips of black animal, who
does not deserve the prayers of chris
tians-tor he has no soul. | do not OBJ
iect to the Government raising the bo-
dies of it's dead soldiers, and renter
ring them wherever it pleases, it is
laudable to do so-but | do protest in
the name of decency, humanity, yea,
heavenborn charity, against negroes
performing that sacred duty, unless
some white man was sent with them,
who could so far control the barbarians
as to keep them from profaning the
hallowed precincts of the dead. In
any other portion of the South, save
the unfortunate Red River country, the
humble couch eff the poor animal would
have been visited that night by the
white Laird, white clad, and white
mounted hob goblin known as Ku-
Klux, and ere another sun had risen
upon his acknowledgements, he would
have been inspirited away to that base
less and invisible bourne whence these
strange, bat terrible enemies to evil
doors are said or supposed to dwell
No soldier OF the United States Army
would have uttered such a blasphemy
it was reserved for poor soalless ami
NAL, who received his lesson from the
thieving, lying, cowardly "carpet-bag-
gers,n for it is from their salivated lips
everything evil and malevalent, to both
white and black OF the South, flows
But let them continue to profane
Goods Acre. where sleep the truest
chivalry, that God ever lent to earth
let them continue to curse and swear
and rage over the graves Of those who
can do them no harm-all We can say
| is, that chaqun son tour ct chaqun son
Jour-" The Wondering forms of the
Confederate dead have already their
monuments, more durable than poor
finite man, can erect over their scat
tered and unmarked graves-those
monuments are the throbbing pulsating
hearts of all lovers of liberty and
true chivalry, coextensiye with the civ
ilized world.
"On Fame's eternal camping ground
Their silent tents are spread,
And glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of the dead"
Their friends prefer to let them sleer
OH in their cold bed of glory, for It's
their cradle of fame-'tis there will they
send their children, and their cllildren's
children, to learn true honor, HEAVIER
born valor and chivalric daring.
When the truthful historian shall
come, with appointed pen, to weave
the strands of the stirring events 'that
peopled the recent cities Of the dead
into the enduring chord of history
whilst he twines the cypress and the
laurel above the sainted dead, he vii
sigh around the melancholy page ant
leave garland of immortal homage
lingering about the record of theil
death.
"And no slab Of pallid marble
Rears it's white and CHASTITY head,
Telling wanderers in the valley
OF the virtues of the dead.
The green grass bends above tlrem,
And dew-drop pure and bright
Is the epitaph an angel wrote
In the stiffness of the night" ***.
W The two race horse clippers
Lafourche and Bart. Able, are again OF
the rampage. Both left New Orleans
on last Saturday on big race and OF
time smashing. The Lafourche reach
ed this Town, the half way ground II
the race, one hour and half ahead O