Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1876-06-10
HOLLYWOOD.
"REMINISCENCES OF GENERAL sTUART-HIs
MONUMENT. &c. &c.

MONUMENT, &c, &c.
The monument just raised over the
grave OF Gen. Stuart, at Richmond, at
tracted much attention. 1t is not in the
fashionable quarter on the river bank
near Monroe's tomb, but on very nigh
knoll, near the centre of the grounds,
called Chapel Hill, because good idea
entered the head of of the Hollywood
Compsny to build chapel there-but
they never carried it out. Though not
easily accessible the grove will be visi-
ted for ages to come. The graceful
monument of granite with its modest
inscription will beckon the visitor to it.
Chapel Hill, hitherto obscure, will here
after become famous.
In the same section with General
Stuart, are two little graves and two
little marble shafts marking them. On
one is ebiselled:
OfRIITTLE FLORA,
AGED 5 YEARS.
On thetother-
eSBoNNIE,
DAuGnrEHSgg CHARLES AND MARIA
BREWER,
AGED 2 YEARS.
Of Bonnie's history, or tamily,or how
or why she was buried there | know
nothing. But Flora was General Stu
arts daughter.
Heros Won Borcke, Prussian officer
who served on General Stuarts staff,
thus relates how the gallant cavalier
was moved by the death of this little
child:
During the night of the 5th of No
vember, 1862, there came telegram
for General Stuart, which, in accord
ance with his instructions, habtually
observed by me, | opened with bis 9th
er dispatches and found to contain the
most painful intelligence. 1t announced
the death of little Flora, our chiefs
lovely and dearly loved daughter, five
years of age, the favorite OF her father
and his military family. This sweet
child had been dangerously i'll for some
time, and more than once had Mrs. Stu
art summoned her husband to Flora's
bedside; but she received only the re-
sponse of the true soldier: my duty
to the country must be performed be-
fore | can give way to the feelings of
the Father" l went at once to acquant
my General with the terrible tidings,
and when l had awakened him, per-
ceiving from the grave expression O..
my features that something had gone
wrong, he said, "What is it Major : Are
the Yankees advancing l handed
him the telegram without word. He
read it aud the tenderness of the faith
ers heart overcoming the frmness of
the warrior, he threw his arms around
my neck and wept bitter tears upon my
breast. My dear General never recov-
cred from this cruel blow. Many a time
afterwards, during our rides together,
he would speak to me of his lost child.
Light blue flowers recalled her eyes to
him;in the glancing sunbeams he caught
the golden tinge of her hair, and when
ever he saw child with such eyes and
hair he could not help tenderly embrac.
ing it. He thought of her even on his
death bed, when drawing me towards
him he whispered, "My dear friend, |
shall soon be with little Flora again"
Ry the way, | see that Elders pic
ture of Stuart has arrived at the Uni
versity. 1t may be relied upon as u
good likeness. Elder satisfied Mrs
Stuart, and the Generals old army
friends as to face and figure. AS to the
uniform-the dress-he had Stuart's
plumed hat ; his gray cloak lined with
red; his fighting jacket; his pants, sword,
&c, TO paint from. And critics say he
did his work well.
The vines are slowly ascending the
sides of the Confederate Soldiers Mon
ument, which is pyramid of unhewn
granite rising nearly one hundred feet
high, challenging the admiration of the
beholder, by its massive and enduring
look. Not until an earthquake opens
its jaws to swallow it up, or the granite
crumbles into dust, will it be overthrown
or destroyed. Wind and snow and
rain, heat and cold cannot affect it. So
far as human agency could make it, it
is an everlasting memorial of our strug-
gle. Some day, no doubt, it will be
clad with verdure from bottom to top.
1t will he mountain Of green, symbol
izing our undying affection for the
loved and lost, aud teaching posterity
every spring as the twigs aud branches
receive the life-giving sap, their duty to
the fallen. But at present the vines
have hard time of it. "a the early
spring they shoot up its sides with ra-
pldity. Then comes the blazing sun Of
summer and heats the stones aud with
|. ers the tender branches. As time goes
OH and the crevices are filed with dirt
and dust, the vines will do better and
the idea of the designer be fully carried
out.
PLAsTERING THE WRONG MANI
was very embarrassing circumstance,
and it happened at hotel in Mt Yer
non A man and his wife were stOp-