The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1884-05-29

AoH1n ALL JACKS ON
One day I was out on the pave ,en
Playi9g when our old Union friend, Mis-
van Lev, calling out, "Sallie. docs Won
1Hother know stonewall Jackson is dead ?
Never will 1 forget the Cassandra.I;,.
urge that rang through nv cb;ldis,
heart.. mo Jackson. no yictorvT
thought, and with streaming eves -,
nome and gaining mothers Ian cried on,
the Coniederathy ith lotht! the Confad
erathy ith lotht p Never for one nv
mens afterwards did hope 70, succes. @
lt seemed that God would mot .ake sucl
molly consecrated life from q poot
cause; that we must have made som,
mistake. "''o 'o'i
1 l.. was just about this time that col
oiea man belonging to my blind uncl,
made his escape 20 the Union army. Fl,
wrote back to his old master saving tba
Nc had lett from no ill.will toward him
anu should time prove the success of IN,
cause he had espouced and Fortune,
!fo"n be on his master he would conside,
IL privilege and honor to assist him h,
any means in his power. He thus faej
lngly closed his letter written with hi,
own hand: "You have taught me- r.
respect the sentiment uttered by Patrick
Henry, Give me liberty, or give me
DEATH aud if liberty be dear to ths
white man, why not to the colored -
am hghting for the freedom of nv race
not from hatred to the whites" Youna
as was, this touched vein of sympa,
,hy, ana ! wondered il We were no. real.
~ IN the dark" After the war. ms
uncle had occasion to visit Washington
and ne was touched at his old servant
VINO held some government Office in thai
place, begging an absence of several dayf
TO lead his old master around.
But to iecur to those old days. On,
fathers thought the Yankees had anothe,
motive than the freeing of the slaves .
the long pent-up hatred toward tine
southern people who held Themselves an
aloof from them. "Human nature il
only human nature; we often plead a
good cause the more zealously when
along with it we can promote our own
welfare or crafty our passions"
Alter Jackson's death the raids erot,nd
Richmond became more frequent. Often
did our gentlest girls wend their way to
school all bedecked with the parapher.
malta OF war. Then prisoners and hospi.
tais were crowded. Our private houses
Wers opened for the sick and suffering,
and right here itmight we'll be said that
no class of our people responded more
readily to the calls Of charity constantly
being made upon them than our colored
people. Ragged, worn, barefoot, hatless
soldiers would weep over us children as
"e handed thegl the little our store
rooms contained, because "Sissy looked
so, like the little, girl they had left at
home, aud would never see again." And
these men were our best, the flower and
chivalry Of our land. God bless them !!
they died for what they deemed right
the protection of home and loved ones
ard be the cause blameworthy or not.
there can be few hearts 80 base as not to
honor the heroes of the "Lost Cause"
From garret to cellar OF our once
bright home there came the moans of
the sick, wounded and dying. One
young man, just eighteen, a brother ct
Governor Brown, of Georgia, had run
away from college and joined the army.
Instead of carrying home the wreath of
his hard earned victory as his diadem, in
a few short weeks death claimed him as
his own, ana, In vas taken from us 10 his
far away, sunny home with the.wreath Of
that "Great Victor" on his brow. How
many such pure, young lives were given
on the altar of their country, which
might have been spared had not hot.
headed politicians carried the war into
Africa" yr
LIFE I'm THE COUNTRY. FI
1t was at this time, the fall of '63, our
father wisely moved us TO his country
place, where he hoped we would not be
disturbed by "war's rude alarms" but
mothers high spirit could not stand the
inaction. She organized Soldiers Aid
Society, and as there was chapel on the
edge of our place, it was decided to hold
prayer meetings there every Friday
afternoon, and the business Of the Aid
Society Immediately afterwards. Wehad
only one preacher in the neighborhood,
old "Parson Roach" a Baptist brother.
and he was called on to conduct the ser.
vices. We bound ourselves, wemsn and
children, TO go without neat every Fri.
day, and send that much more to the
soldiers. ~
BY this time homespur clothes and
squirrel skin shoes, feather flowers, Con-
federate candles, sorg ghum molasses, rye
coffee, &C., were no longer a rage, but
had become necessity. Our old colored
NANNY in her various manipulations for
the comfort aud support of the family
actually brought. once to the table an
urn of coffee made from parched black
eyed peas. The patriotism of Bayard
or Washington could not long have
held out under that infliction.
The sight of man about those parts
would scare us all but to death as we
held no man had any busines at home,
aud whenever We saw one we concluded
nt once he must e',her be deserter or q
Yankee. aiy eldest k=o.har wsa of ct
our uncle's, in the same county, pretend.
ing to :study with his cousins; but he
.ells wonderful stories about their sitting
ill the wee sma' hours of the night over
q pine torch making plans about "going
10 help fight AT last, doubtless to their
ooyish delight, the l"High Bridge" in
Prince Edward County was threatened
and the forcs to protect it was made.
,uate. If that we're seized, all commu.
nnication between Richmond and that
part of the country would be destroyed
So our band Of twelye.year;old eehool.
boys shouldered their gunEsaad dareted
off- TO the war; To escape deteotiont at
home they walked to the second station
on the railroad, intending to "board the
train" there but an old neighbor hap
pened to meet them on the road, and
seeing their warlike appearance, apprised
nv uncle of their exit. This uncle was
the gentlest, most loving old man, in the
world, but with the keenest sense of the
humorous. Calling up his oldest SOD.
who chanced to be home ION furlough, y
he told him to get on the train as it went
down that morning, and when the boys
started to get on at the second station to