The Dallas weekly herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1885, 1884-08-21

iiDy rame frum tliu state an wlusU s'iil
tho palmetto grows, az UiuNIHIu nl tIHI
endurance, which laughed a. ernfu AL
mighty and mu-t important ll..Is Ih"F
came nom the uld hnlih r.N.'t .fHu
" iirh Issued the ur,i deliberate n SOLVES
uf ind pondeurr Ia ihr hfsi roNuiullphi
thew came from The volunteer state,
which holds iu it, sacred hermitage the
ashes at the warrior slair-uIuui ihrN
came frum the State over which lhr
Lime Star Uuru shed It,
pale aud beautiful lU,lrri thoN
rauuo inW the state, Whi'h n lhu|
mother ui States, ,t1l suitu luu War
riur-, and which has given
Ia mankind Washington, Stone
wall Jackson and lee, Ana
what an array thcy formed, those gal
liant nuu, History tells us at Ihu Mace
dOnian phalanN, II was not more m
pencITaliic; history tells as Of ne liu-
man legion, Il was not more lmpelunus
history tells us If the Russian soldier
he was not more enduring; history lclls
us of the tussark, he Wan not more aside
history tells us oi ia. BRUSH sTrhlul, 81
he Mss not More sluhhuIn; history t,.tH|
us uf Nnullcun's old Gutri, II was 49,.
Drawer than the southern splginrN,
And the leaders nf this army u~ @ wh1l'.
have perhaps hvou uurlullri iu history,
not merely ~ Ia military Skill, hul iU
purity ANA excellence al character, u
viii not bc inNidiuus Ia dwell Tor a
moment upon two oi our illuslriohH
druh, For a brief period the toniud-
crate army was blessed with the pres
cnrc uT ono a. the most remarkable
men whom modern times has pro
durcd. lie seemed born Tor the mo-
mrutnus crisis. IL became
general, ~ IL We're, 10y ma
Instinct. lie sprng from the pr4nl,'.,,'
sur's chair into the arena oI conflict
a fuil-iurnrd hero, Intensely cnrn' 81,
he inspired among his troops nh IRE
sistiblc enthusiasm. Utterly uhsollHIl'
he awakened among his compcer~ not
jealousy, but love and generous emuin-
ton, Never doubling, always conf
dent; To lead his army into battle, was
to lead IL To victory. The enemy He'd ~
his name. With tho tonicdcraluS 1t
was "A tower of strength. Children
lispcd IL: men cNultod in II. The chilli
rcSs of age was warmed inlonrdornliiS
mention. Even reluctant Europe yielded
10 It's HOMAGE. While history shall hc
written or liberty honorcd, ar loity
deeds be approved or purity bc apprc-
ciatcd, or Christian heroiSm hc Ncncra-
ted, the name of StOnewall jackson
shall be cherished by the southern pco-
pie M the ancients cherished their
household gods. But there was another
even greater than Jackson. lie was
man without the salient points OF Jack
son, his character being rounded inll-
orbcd, like the sun. "In him were
united qualities, seemingly incompati-
bile in the same person. Tho bravery oI
Caesar, the caution OF thhinS, the IN
putuoSity of Napoleon, the stcadincss OF
Wellington, the integrity of Cato, the
chastity of Scipio, the purity of Wash.
ington, and the tenderness of woman
II was doubtful whether this hero was
greater in victory than In defeat. After
the final reverse, his acceptance oil the
inevitable was sublime. Who shall say
whether he was more illu>lrious ut the
head of his college class or at the head oi
II victorious, army. In the combination
of the clements of grandeur he il alone
in history. Washington might have been
his peer, but the grand opportunity was
wanting. II il hardly necessary 10 say
that refer To i.ohcrC T.. Lee.
But, my friends, thea - ple of whom
history Nv name - silent, aud song sings
not, and yet who merits no smaller meeu
Of praise than lee Of jackson. tbs wa
no ancestral name. Ills were no hroau
acres, no proud mansion. NO llvcricu
servants answered nj his beck and cali.
His habitation was simple and his name
humble. He dwclt in honest poverty.
When he heard tho cry of war III
his native land he felt the instinct
of country swell rs high in his
bosom Us did he of lordiiest name
or archest inheritance. And so he bad
Il last adicu to wife and children, and I"
sacred home, and went forth To battle,
expecting no reward save that.oi the
consciousness OF duty done. An, what
hero this Confederate private soldier
See his grave over yondcr, and doii your
hats in reverence as you behold IL.
No lofty column rears its stately head,
To tell of him who here doth unknown lie;
No proud memorial of the heroic dead,
Draws forth II tear, or bcgs passing stg
Natures green grass grows over TN
grave in which moulderS the dust OF $
true a heart as ever beat i'll human Do
som, and the sweet wild Hover enitS It's
fragrance there; and the birds cham
their melodious carols,'and the winds .
heaven sigh their sad requiem over tn,
spot where lie inferred all that is left o
an unknown Confederate private.
There is one reelection more and shG
have done. / see that within tie
scope of the programme of exercise
on this occasion is named IAN Addres'
to the Boys Who Wore the Blue" Tn
shows eX-soldiers of Parsons BrlSau'
what every lover of his country will be
glad to behold, that you are come no'
only to renew the friendship of other
days among yourselves, but that you
are come to put behind you the anlmos-
itv YOU felt for others. This shows THAI
YOU are come to pluck from the graV'
where lie buried forever the anger, the
hatred, the ill-will, the hostility of Other
days, the f agrant flowers OF preScnI
peace, recon Mediation and amity.
read of a mother once who had two
boys-Willie, who wore the Blue, anG
Harry, who wore tho Gray-and the
verses in which | read of her ran thus.
"TIlE BLUE AND THE GRAY
Each thin hand resting on grave,
Her lips apart in prayer,
A mother knelt and left her tears
Epon the violets there.
Ger many n road of vale and lawn.
or hill and forest gloom,
The reaper Death had revealed in
His fearful "harvest home"
The last unquiet summer shone
Upon fruitess fray;
From yonder forest charged the Blue,
Down yonder slope the Gray.
Tn g hush of death was on the scene
And sunset DER the dead,
In that oppressive silcntness.
A pail of glory spread.
know not, dare not question how
met the gastly glare
Ofeach upturned and stirlcss lace
That shrunk and withered there;
| knew my noble boys had stood
Through all that whitening day
Iknew that Willie wore the Blue,
That Harry wore the Gray.
thought of Willic's clear blue eye,
His wavy hair of gold
That clustered on fearless brow
OF purest Saxon mould;
OF Harry, with his raven locks,