The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1871-12-06
. Wcn8aTfuI Man General john
z. H!agrHteg-A L0stcian in the
DarraCks-A MuTat i'm the Field.
AVasary atthe shrine CT Nature.
tn. ESvIEp OF MEE-THE ADoRED
OF NJ

GRASS WAS growing about 1t III the ear
X SUMNER, and tliere were some flow
crs Here. w!tileretl and faded, scatter
cd BIZ a woman's hand. a votary at
the shrine Of nature and finished
dinI,maf at the court Of Venus, it was
fitting, that there should be largesSe OF
glecn-groWing grasses and love How
ers. IF roses are the taar-d:o.s OF
angels, as the beautiful Arab belief
puts forth poetry, tIen is this lowly
mQand IL hallowea spot, and needs
mol the scrlptnred stone, the tretted
column. the ivy and the ohclisk.
Maaruder was a wonderful man. He
stood six feet four inches in hight, and
had a form men envied and women
oIored. His nerves We're all iron.
Foreign travel and comprehensive
~cuIrure had given tn his wit ii zest that
WAS always cliap and sparkling. He
never Iaceratcd. To the sting of Il
repagtce he added the honey of the
clover. He could fight ali day and
dance all night. In the morning IL
glass of brandy and a strong cigar re-
uewcd his strength and caused the
cup of his youth to ram over with the
precious wine of health and high
spirits. He loved magnificent uniforms,
magnificent horses, magnificent riders,
and magnificent women.
Gifted and graceful in conversations.
lie was Il pet in the boudoir and Il
lopician in the barracks. He had
studied French in Paris, Italian in
Rome, and Spanish in the Halls of the
Montrznmas. The sabre exercise he
learned from a Turk. His iIorseman-
ship was of the English kind, that is
t, say. not graceful, bat impossible to
be surpassed for firm hiding aud en-
duraIce. He wrote little love songs
that were set 10 music: one OF them,
"~Imogene,n had i'll it the rlaintive
, melody OF y lover ana the sad rhythm
Of burial bugleS.
In the Crimea he astonisheI the
French officers by sleeping at the front
with the cirasseurs under fire. III
Mexico he sent back to the Archbishop
4 perirm,d glove Ike had found in his
palace when the city was won, and
with Il note which read, sit is pretty
enough ia have belonged to IL queen.
Would she have parAoucl me if had
appropriated it ~ As the Archbishop
sent him next day Il basket of delicious
wine. it is SnppoSe. that the fair owner
of the glove must have looked lenipnt-
" nion tie handsome American SOL
der. Later. and he was riding with
Geueral Scott down the long street OF
ltnrhihe-- Gannl4l Ginnnit ioine ed
them, ana Ali%thdtf anew Il NIUE back
for Ills SiiperIorS To confer t"gether.-
a white pun # smoke cnrte'l out from
an open WinioW, il sHtuten report FOL
lowed speedily ana Garnett and horse
fell Itartt ard bloody. Az on'ice bail,
Intended Tor Scott. iiHh broken Gar
ncttS thigh and Killed his charger
Fearing another ire, Ma@rNd2r Gallop-
ed, to the s!le ri ms cl!irt II covered
his body with his own. The old mans
eyes never dropped. nor his voice
Changed an lnf""afinn. "h"w long
VIII II ta"e y"n I" "A'ISr Gown 'iiat
liH"stF he spoke curly TO lieutenant
Ma@fadeF. pointing Win Il sweep OF
his finger tothe one nearest, and from
which the bullet came. Gan hour by
the watch general. "lhen open lire
al point back 'aage, and leave no!
one stone npon another"
1t WIS done, and well done, and
those who saw MaGruacr soonest af-
forwards noticed that he bad another
bar Oh his cpaulctt,s-lIc had been
made a cai'tain. War was his element
the biyorar his delight, and the battle
his perfect happiness. Besides, prndi-
gal, fashionable. fo"lisiily brave come
times. a sprndtlritt, generous, a true
friend ana stanch cOnra,le, the sur
render at ~AppoanattaX made him III
aged man in his prime, and wiinkled
his textures, which ha | before resisted
all the attacks al time.
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