The Dallas weekly herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1885, 1884-08-14

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country, $50 honor iiuman mnihirs. via
shield, bat uHNur disliun0r ~. aud
Whon think uf the noble boys who llod
with us ~ freely, thlnk thDin WHs bot
tor than iiumnn mn'ltr iU H..#t
Southern home, NHn hos lu.u ruil.t.
Ing, want aud defeat lrv hNt rallied,
built up the waste pac.s, and mudD our
Western prnir.ps tu bloom, De- you
wonder thai we love those women oven
hotter than country, and could lie for
themY Tho soldiers Of the North
lnvitod rs To- their reunions
and grave decorations of their
loved dead, and we gave them our
sympnthies, We have Invited them To
ours and they Give MS theirs, for they
cannot help hpuOrlng oar brave bows,
and thus the bitterness of The past is for,
gotten, but its hallowed memories re-
main. Aud now, In conclusion, lot mo
ask You who were 50 true To the cause
you loved, To be truo likewise TO the God
of hoayeni that when done with our
trials on earth we may bloom together
IN the gardens above,
AFTERNOON,
Tho vast crowd having dncd, was
called 10 tho speakers stand by the
bands playing, which was the signal for
those who wished To hear tho speakers
| To draw near.
Rev. Jacob Dltzlcr, of Kentucky, and
an eN-Conicdor0tc Missourlan, was
/ down ON tho programme u deliver the
I first address Of tho afternoon, but as he
was not present, ten. Cabcll was pre-
vailed upon 10 take his place, lie was
escorted g. tho stand nv the survivors of
r.s Old Arkansas brigade, headed by a
. omd which stirred up the blood with a
/ martial air.
GIN. ChnrGI's SPEECH.
Tho speaker was introduced 10y Gen.
| r. VI, Gnun, who rClcrrcd Ia his career
rs I'm officer and fighter In the most COM
/ pllmcurry terms. After making few
/ predatory remarks the General launched
out 10y saying that he was not silver
| tongneG orator, yet he was. proud Ca adj
dress his old comrades In arms. VIA, NE
had To say he felt from the
bottom of his heart, and II was but the
honest talk of an old soldier to his com
gathered together to pay homage TO The
memory of those who had fell IN the
! fight, and to hold social and broth"rlN in
tcrcourse with one another. Paying
. tribute TO the memory Of the dcad, he
said that he could not refrain
nom referring to the gal
never once Jagged throughout
the bloody strife in which the hand OF
cuuutrymcn was raised against his
countrymcn, father against son, and
brother against brother. They had no
analogy 20 make; they had fought for
what they conceived To he their rights,
and the bones Of the gallant band were
scattered all over the country. The his
tory Of the Confederate war could
never I've correctly written. He was the
first officer to enter Richmond.
The speaker referred to the hard strug-
Gle, the privations, the Confederate sol
dicrs had to undergo, how they stood to
their duty though actually suffering for
NE necessities of life. They cherish no
i'll feeling, no luminosity toward those
who had met them like men upon
the field of battle. To-day, those who
wore the blue met those who wore the
as men OF a common country.
They were all Americans, and when 10
come to iighting.the United States could
lick any power on earth. The speaker
closed amid rounds of applause by quot
Ing the familiar lines:
che star sphhsled lLnncr, long may i wave
over the land of the free and homessof the
brave"
POEM.
The following beautiful poetical trib-.
ute to Hon. Jefferson Davis, written by
Miss ). ;. Thompson, was by request
read by Mrs. C. NJ. Winkler, widow OF
Judge Winkler, formerly of the Court of
Appeals of this State, and gallant
leader in the Confederate army. The
poem was enthusiastically received, and
was frequently interrupted by Outbursts
OF applause:
TO EoN. JEFFERS0> DhvGS-TitE oSiY PRES ,
iDEST OF THE SOUTHERN CoNFEDEaACG.
by Miss ;. :. thompson,
Thou Stundcst all alone:
I'm eagle, on IroclSy height,
Upon II mountain throne;
50 cold, SO high, so far away,
Where shines the radiant king Of day,
And Glory keeps The rate.
Where Fdme's proud clarion, DER the
heights,
Rings still in triumph, and the lights
OF patriot fires are there; d
While, like the voice of prayer
or cloud OF incense, rising fair,
sweet memories, from II southern cline,
Pour forth their voices, all in rhyme,
Upon the golden air.
what though no drum beats thrill
Upon the distant lii,
And what We hoped and loved so well
Has passed away, like bcauty's spell,
From fountain, mead and ril;
Yet there are things that cannot die,
But lingcr meath the shining sky,
When all besides Is still,
oh, Waterman. for the dead,
orthosc proud heroes sleeping cold,
In many "a valleys silent mold,
And where the hill-tops shine.
For them no more the clarion wakes,
And reveillo its music makes
Upon the tides oftlmc;
Yet faith and love and holy trust,
Water with tender tears tNe dust,
Where trailing roses Irvine,
And snow white lilies reign supreme;
And night is voca! with the lay,
OF mocking-b birds that sweetly say
Soft things beneath the moon.
They have no other crown,
Whose arms are all laid down,
Save the bright gems that fame doth weave,
And in thy sacred kee ping leave,
Oh, Kingly Warder high;
Who sits upon thy mountain throne,
Glorious and far and all alone.
The Southern host, alasl the day
In all its pomp has passed away;
Virginia hears no bugles blow,
Md summers sun and winters snow
Lees lnyriods all are silent now,
And thou, with thy thrice lSngly brow,
Keeps trysting all alone.
Thy hair, like snow fakes g,eam,
Tells that ife's ftiul dream,
VIII soon be past;
That DER the river dar.: and drear,
Thou, too, shall go to join the dead,
Who wait beyond for thee;
In that sweet home, where conflicts cease,
And angel ministries whisper "peace"
In shadow of the trone.
Shalt join the blessed patrio. band