The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1882-09-13
A NOTABLE TRIBUTE.
Chief Justice Jackson's Speech or
Senator Hill at the Capital
Meeting
Atlanta Constitution. !


Z MR. CHAIRMAN--The wreath of bean
# full immortelles which encircles the bro
# of the illustrious dead was woven
a flowers culled not more from the bro,
a fields of political adventure and civ
: glory than from the narrower gardens
] legal lore and forensic renown. 1t
meet, therefore, that in response to Il
{ invitation Of the Committee of A
! rangements, as Georgia's head of the a,
minlstration of her laws, / add fe
words to what has been said in honor q
his memory.
Less than twelve months ago th
State was draped in weeds Of mourning
, and with the circle of the entire sistel
hood she bowed her head in sorrow an,
wept over the fresh grave of the Chic
Magistrate Of the Union. The rude an,
ruthless manner of his taking of. tn
protracted, weary and sad footsteps O
the great sufferer through the darl
valley of the shadow of death :" the pa
tient heroism with which he endured
the anguish, and the painful suspense
with which the people breathiessly
watched the event--all struck tht
great chords of the American hear
with almost unutterable sympathy, and
its sobbing vibrations made a spontan.
eous and indignant wall throughout the
land. 1t was fit, sir, that Georgia of
ticially take her place in that funeral,
and she did so from her heart. In this
chamber her Legislative, Executive and
Judicial Departments of Government.
the Mayor and Council of this, her cap
ital city, and her citizens generally as
sembled, andIGeorgia's voice was heard
in the general lameDtation.
But Garfield, Mr.. Chairman, was not
Georgia's child. He was the SON of one
sister, and as one of the great family
she sorrowed then. To-day she grieves
with mothers love and mothers an.
guish. She stands now BY the bier of
her own boy-the offspring of her womb
whose cradle she rocked, whose early
footsteps she watched as only mother
can watch son, in whose growth she
too in parental pride, and in
the altitude of whose fame she gloried
as her own.
Well may she weepl "Can mother
forget her sucking child ?" is the ques-
ton Jehovah put to manifest his uu-
speakable love for the children of men.
Mr. Hill sucked everything which made
him great from the breast of Georgia. /
He was all Georgian. Physically, in
morally he was Georgia's
own son. In the midst of the great red
belt which encireles the body of the
State from the Savannah to the Chat
ahochee-her rich, red zone-near the
center-the very core Of
Ter eart--his eyes first saw the light, and
he blood which fed his magnificent
physique flowed from that heart which
low throbs with anguish over his re-
mains. Intellectually, he was her own
on. And alumnus of her university,
here he sucked intellectual nourishment
nd Athens is in tears now while Atlanta
geeps. If honey hung upon his lips
Georgia bees gathered it from her own
lowers and boarded it there. If the
liver ring of his eloquence fascinated {
ttention and moved all hearts with the
magic of its music, that silver was dug
rom Georgia mines beneath her own red
ills. If the sword of his logic welded
or her in the Senate Chamber of the
Union flashed and cut like Damascus
lade, the material was Georgia steel
and tempered in her own
lorksbops. If the broad shield which
e raised there III her defence, and
hat of all the South, averted every blow
nd blunted the point of every javelin
er traducers hurled at her and her heart,
be material oft was the sturdy oak and
he granite mountain native to Georgia's
OIL Oh, sir, this great Georgian was
together Georgian, and while patri-
itism did expand and compass the Union
a its wide embraces, his heartstrings
lustered closest to the mother who was
il in all to him !
True patriotism always did, and al
'ays will burn brightest at the freside.
'hehce its rays will shine over all the
and and warm all the homes within the
each of its radiance to the remotest
erge of the whole country. Fit burn
ot there, at home, it will warm moth
lg. Morally Mr.. Hill was Georgia's own
on. In Georgia church, under Geor-
ia preaching, spark from heaven fell
1to his soul and kindled that humble
nth in Christ which adhered through
fe and made him grand in death. Well
light he say with the Psalmist: "Thy
entleness hath made me great" And
hat gentle flow of Gods spirit into his
ands made the greater grandeur of the
yening of grand day.
Sir, his career was not unlike the
purse Of the sun in the heavens-its
lorning, its noon, its setting in the
Loudly west. When it arose, the broad
cams of its light, as they frightened
le morning sky, gave early promise of
glorious zenith. Well do remember
ow the prophetic eye Of Judge Charles
)ougherty--cLarum ct venerorbtle Iaomer1
watched those beams and delighted in
aeir promise. Steadily it rose higher
nd higher. The bar, the forum, the
usting, Legislature and Congressional
alls, all, we're flooded with the illumi-
alton, and when full orbed, it culmina
ID in the zinith, when all eyes looked
t Georgia's Senator in the American i
enate not Crawford or Troup--not
'orsyth or Berrien-illustrated Georgia
lith richer--I had almost said sir
18th SO rich radiance.
There be shone sun with no spot
pom its disk But evening came, and
be sun set to rise no more on earthly
Genes. 1t is not the clear. tranquil sun
hat is most beautifully grand. 1t is
Then clouds encompass the king Of day
hat be draws the richest drapery around
is couch, and more beautiful than
beams, grander than noontide
lory, is the light the sinking sun sheds
d the clouds which skirt the horizon he
as left.
Mr.. Hill sank among clouds Of deep
and the twilight was long, but
hI how surprisingly beautiful the lin
ering glory God seems to have
rought the clouds around the dying
hamber that the glory of heaven
night sweeten the sorrows Of earth,
hat the world might see as Addison
-roto RI h;s vnt1rey friond how n Christian