The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1873-06-12

III time DeIOfe the DeCtef. I'm THIS loveI'
morning, then, as tender, loving hands Ia,
dewy wreaths and garlands of earth's sweet
est flowers upon the soldierS graves, may thu
spirit of love be difused with the fragrant
increase that is waited on the morning
breeze - e,.,e.--, r..,;. -.
1t is becoming an old story now how dis.
cord rose, in.God's own time, among the pros
pering people of these ; United States. 1t
will to-day be pondered over by millions
how the mad act # one section plugged the
nation into civil war, and how the fact came
like fearful dream upon . people. used only
to the glitter cf -naifarms and the CLINT Of
sabres as features in their days of national
joy. To-day we do not demand whence
came the. frsts wrong that oaused The sabres
to be sharpened and made bare. The war
ghost, no matter how or BY whom
called forth, 0vershadowed the land; the
rattle of the drum and tie trumpet blast
struck dumb the quivering lips of fear; for
good or evil, for life or death, the ranks on
eitherlside pere f1ed and, with gathering
cry, in gloomy hour, the contest was begun.
How Il deepened until the most sanguine in
che cause of love despaired that the wounds
sof North and South could ever be healed is
within the recollection ofall. But the war
for all its fary, passed away. North Ind
South we're Joined once more. The. strohg
hand grssp Of che North would net admit
being shaken of, and as the two sisters
looked each other In the face the sign of
ffiendshipin the clasped hands soon began
20 hace its subtle influenc in their hearts
is passing away the green grass
Passion tho trampled, shaken battle field:
waves over love for eur grand united her
and the olofresh and green where poison
ltage grows had once usurped its place
yeeds Of hats4es Of tears hangs, diahon&s
&, ssSeht i0n111 p l111fl1l
S,II sssan 5@ the bfighterso the eyesof
all humanity.
For the dead alone were the flowers mrs
laid upon the soldiers grave. For the man
he was. the cause he served, and the life he
Welded for that cause, the garlands first were
gathered and strewn ADORE the soldier 5
mouldering clay. The poignant grief OF
mothers. sisters, widows aud orphans lent the
svect scattering of flowers reality OF sor-
row at FIRST that kept out of sight the great
hene6cent end which il would serve. North
and South it was the same. The wall that
rose all over Egypt when the first born, from
Lh.rsoh's down, we're slain in the night, was
liza the wall heard over our land when the
arest war was done. The cry for blood, the
battle cheer, the victor's exultant shout,
nave all their dismal echoes in the wall OF
.orrow which will not be stilled until the
loru hearts are weary Of their grief, and
Times misty. berath has dimmed the haunt
inc picture Of the SCARED and CORY dead
Xteanvhile the world must have Its heroes
anse chow often false-rootcd y supplants.
rsaret Song and story tell the fame OF
those. that cell. Glory, with It's blatant
husIs.blast, claims the dead for her own
Epbsmerai may be tie glorifcatiOn, although
darling to the eye. Names are insSrlcea
on | :; lars shot-tcrn flags are blazoned with
the battles where they wavea vani'y ID
nursed like hothouse plant and arrives
A century or so passes ana Tue T .ho
crumble, the flags fall into dust anu Tn cne
vanity becomes mere word in history; M ; ne
sh.me Of defeat passes away. too. sinose
vho have. fought with honest heart IN
beaten cause pluck glories Of their own rom
the ruin, and, setting them against tneil o,' d.
ternesses for balance, can let the past ole
Gently in their breasts Between race an
race nation and nation, the evil often Will
not die, because the same wayward causes "a ~
one generation may reupPear to produce
.;m;lsr results in the next. But IN cases o. ,
civil war the exciting causes disappear and
r.ner,llv become almost in sxplicable to th'
Sodv of the nation in century or two
Cuelnh and Ghibelline, York and Lancaster
"vb;te rose or red rose-who in Italy o.
Enoland save the student, now cares or ask
-h;cb won or pcrished? Pregnant with tn
shaping of the present in France ana sns ~
land .s were the war of the League ana I'd
nn.I,ucht of the Puritans, what citizen
.;tber land asks his neighbor in passion nov
h. comes of those who fought Desid
Honrv Of Navarro of Oliver Cromwell =
aAshes to ashes; dust to dust.
a. will it be here when our grand h'
nubli, out Of its transitiye present, ma ~
reached a period when the full nun. o. VI "
conndaton Of the fathers Of our country al
n,tbered-when the good achieved throus
t.ru,oil bsod and tears IN the civil war III
risen ike a,un above the foggy exhalat,Ol ,ts
that obscure it somewhat even yet ~ ~
North and Soth will not merely nave 10
gotten, but wihwoudcr how any hama cou m
have drawn lhe upon the map that con
sunder their syppathies-their Inion., :,
Decorate the grave, then, North and Bout!
Let the tears be drid and love alone remai
when the flowers arescattered on the graS