The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1891-04-09
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A War Story.
Itisa strange story but it is true.

1t ia strange story but it Is true.
1t comes from. DR.. John Jones, the
venerable chaplain of the State Senate.
What stuff dreams are made of we
know not, but there are many we'll au-
thenticated cases where visions in sleep
have been re. e.enacted in waking moments.
More than this time and again, have we
heard instances when dream has come
like warning, and there are many
refined and well educated people who
regard dreams as visions prophetic.
There is no doubt that many of the
stories we hear about many wonderful
dreams coming true are overdrawn, and
sometimes fabrications throughout. Yet
there are instances when dreams have
been as revelations, and the story I am
about to relate is one of the most wonder
full on record. Gifts absolute truth there
can be no doubt.
One of the bloodiest battles fought on
Georgia soil during the late war was that
of Ressca.
The old field is to-day the hal!owed
resting place of many Of the brave Con-
federate soldiers who fell in the famous
battle.
Among the many patriotic youths who
took arms in defense of Southern inde-
pendence ere the beard bad begun to
grow upon their faces, was the eighteen
year old son of Mr.. Jethro Jackson, of
Griffin, Ga, and the brave boy met his
death at the battle of Resaca.
He was dearly beloved by his comrades,
and they gave, him little better burial
than usually falls to the lot of those who
die upon the field of battle. With rough
boards taken from the bridge Gear by
they made him rude coffin and tenderly
and lovingly placed him under the sod.
When the star of the Confederacy had
set, and peace sang its requiem over the
graves of the martyred dead and spread
its mantles over the blood stained battle.
fields, bruised and bleeding hearts began
long and in many instances hrpeless
search for the resting places of the loved
ones who had given their lives for the
cause that was lost.
It was sometime in the Spring of 1866
that Mr.. Jethro Jackson went to Resaca
to look for the grave of his son. Like
many others he wished to find the re.
mains, and to take them to Griffin
and inter them in the family burying
ground.
The comrades who laid young Jackson
to rest gave the father description Of
the spot where they buried him, telling
him about the rude pine coffin made from
the boards taken from the bridge.
After many days of tireless search
MI. Jackson failed 70 locate his sons
grave, and returned to his home in
Griffin.
A few nights after his return he dream.
ed that his son came to him and pointed
out the spot where he was buried. The
dream was like vision. He saw his
son standing beside his bed and heard
him say:
Father, I am buried under mound
which vas thrown up by the yankees
after was killed. You will know the
mound when you see it by the pokeberry
bushes growing upon it. Go and take
me up and carry me home to mother"
So strong an impression did this make
upon Mr.. Jackson that he returned at
once to Resaca, taking with him one Of
the comrades who bad buried his son.
The mound was found just as described
in the dream and the pokeberries were
growing upon it.
An excavation was made and few
feet below the earth the rough pine cof.
fin was found aud in it were the remains
of young Jackson.
He was fully identified, not only by
the coffin and the shoes. which was q
present from the father, but by tbs name
which was on the clothing.
In 6ne casket the remains Of the
youug aoldier we're placed and he vas
"taken home to mother."-G. a. r., II,
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