The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1883-03-14
A MODERN RACHEL.

War Memories Revived by AN Incident in
New oriesns-Raohel Mourning for Her
Brave Doys-The Man of Bull Hun, Whose
Flag They Followed to the Grave.
\ correspondent Of the Detroit Evening
News, writing from New Orleans, SAYS
Within easy sight of the room in which l
am writing u man trihe below middle
height, and too gray Tor his years, is seated
on the back of an uneasy horse, fine
animal who can scarcely have tasted pow.
der on battlefield, so nervous is he over
strains of martial music coming up Canal
street His rider holds him we'll. The
passer-by will glance second time at the
man, for his eyes have a far-away look and
his face is furrowed and prematurely
scanned. He is dressed in civilian garb, of
dark materials, the flaps of his cntaway
coat fly in the breeze and frequently he
raises his Derby hat with one hasd while
he pulls his beast back with the other.
Beside him, on another fine animal, is u
less impressive figure, the heavy cheeks
and rather commonplace countenance pro-
claiming tho governor of Louisiana. Be-
hind them, III the uniform of the National
guard of the state, well mounted and chat.
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whose epauets are not begrimed, and
whose swords are none too weighty for
these piping times of peace. They are
! good-looking lot of gentlemen, and doubt
less some OF them have seen service. The
focus OF their group Is not their constitu-
tional commander-in-chief but his adiu-
tant. general, for the gray haired man was
the most brilliant soldier Louisiana gave to
the Confederate army, General L. l..
| Beauregard.
IL is Washington's birthday, and the
state militia are out for dress parade. They
come UP in splendid form and present evil
dence of severe and effective discipline.
Their uniforms are picturesque, their arms
shine through the dull air, tor a light rain
has been falling, and they step to capital
music. Great crowds are gathered along
Canal street, thousands waiting patiently
IN the rain for two hours before the parade
began. As the column reaches the corner
OF Canal and Dryades streets, code bonors
are paid to the executive and his staff; but
it is to Beauregard the genuine homage is
rendered, The sight of the military sets
tongues wagging and fills old eyes with
tears. OF cour,e most of those who partici-
pated in the parade wore the gray twenty
years ago if they We're well out of the
cradle; some OF these are boys who have
been born since then; but they are all
working under the flag of the republic.
How many of them have dear dead ones out
in Chalmette and farther towards the
MOI thern pines?
The multitudein the streets is singularly
silent A quiet glance into the eyes of the
older lookers-on showed tears that must
have frightened their Threats like iron; they
were thinking of the other days clearly,
when mimic war had given place to mighty
tragedies; and when the boys
who marched to rhythmic beats
marched under other colors, under
other captains, to fields far away, and never
came back. Ptifully wept m aged face
whose parchment skin and shrunken eyes
told too plainly story of loneliness and
restitution. She trembled with emotion n.
she feebly forced her way past where the
staff surrounded Beauregard, and with
streaming eyes gsged up at him, mutterine
some inaudible phrases, half kindly, hall
reproachtul. On the steps of the house in
which this is written she seated herself and
rocked her tiny body to and fro, while SHIT
cried us if she had heart to break. Sym
patty was offered by the ladies of the house
and, after partas ing OF n refreshing drink
she told who she was. No matter about tn,
name; three sons and their father; and all
fell; two of the sons with Beauregard, al
Corinth; one of the boys fingered in Il hos
pital, and his sister, the only daughter
went to nurse him and his comrades. She
took hospital fever, and the sick boy helpec
to prepare her for shallow grave on the
marshy plain. Widowed and childless, thu
solitary survivor OF family once IN com
parative sflluence and ambitious of socia
distinction, toiled as Il servant in the iami
lies of those who had been her associates
and upon whom she looke1 down. Old AZ,
has crept upon her hair and thlnned it on
and whitened it; her eyes are losing thei
faculties, in abject poverty she spends he
remaining days, regretlul, she said, tina
each nights sleep was followed with an
other days waking.