The Austin weekly statesman. (Austin, Tex.) 1883-1898, 1891-04-09
EASTER DAWN.
FRIGHT HINE A N D
FLOWERS ON THE JOY
GUS DAY.
EGG ROLLING AT WHITE HOUSE
Other Matters Of Local and General lntor'
est Transpiring ut the Ma
TONS Capital.
WASHINGTON, D. c., March 80.


| WASHINGTON, D. c., March 80.
Another hero has dropped from the
life ranks and joined the innumerable
company gathered on the hither shore.
General Joseph E. Johnston, the last
but one OF the six full confederate
generals, after a brief illness peace
fully closed his eyes on earthly scenes
and was laid to rest last week with all
honor. Federals and contederates
stood side by side in paying the last
tribute of respect to the chieftain
whose name was unstained, whose
honor was untarnished. The pail
bearers were the boys in grey who had
followed his splendid leadership in
many q charge. while the ''boys in
blue" mingled with the vast concourse
that had gathered to honor his mem
DRY.
How potent such scenes should be to
check all bitter feeling, and blot out
harsh memories. The heroes on both
sides having fought according to the
dictates of conscience can now clasp
hands with fraternal feeling, and even
recount the experiences of those awful
years of strife with calmness. Only
| the men who never smelled the smoke
of battle nor lifted an arm for either
cause are the ones whose indicative
spirit ana fierce hatred keep sectional
strife alive,
"Oh, mother what do they mean by
blueH
And what do they mean by grey"
Was heard from the lips OF little
child
AS she bounded in from play.
The mothers eyes filled up with tears;
She turned to her darling fair,
And smoothed away from the sunny
brow
Its treasures OF golden hair.
Then the mother thought OF other
days
Two stalwart boys from her riven;
How they knelt at her side and lisping,
prayed
Our Father, which art in Heaven"
How one wore the gray and the other
the blue,
How they passed away from sight
And had gone to the land where grey
and blue
Are merged in colors of light.
And she answered her darling with
golden hair,
While her heart was sadly wrung
With the thoughts awakened in that
sad hour,
BY her innocent prattling tongue;
1.-The blue and the grey are the colors
of God,
They are seen in the sky at even,
And many a noble, gallant soul
Have found them passports to
| Heaven"
| Gen. Johnston was a classmate OF
Gen Robert f. Lee and graduated
from West Point in 1929. as second
lieutenant in the Fourth artillery. He
did garrison duty for several years; he
was connected with the Black Hawk
expedition, and was aid e-camp to
| Gen. Scott in the Seminole war. He
served CALAMITY in the Mexican war at
the siege of Vera Cruz and the battles
Of Cerro Gordo, Contreras, Cherubus-
CO, Malino del Rey. Chepultepec and
the assault on the City of Mexico. He
vas quartermaster general of the
army when the civil war broke out,
aud resigned that post to enter the
Confederate service in April, 1861.
At meeting of ex-Confederate sol
diers and sailors it was proposed to
hold a memorial service at some future
time. This association has just been
organized and had its first election of
officers last week. Mr.. Leigh Robson
was made president, Maj. L. w, An
derson, first vice president; William
Harmon, second vice president; Col.
f. l.. Costin, secretary; DIR. W. P.
| Young, treasurer.
| EASTER DAWN.
Notwithstanding the furious storm
that ragged last week, Easter morning
broke with burst of glad sunshine
and the day was indeed sweet spring
token. Once upon time Easter
seemed a festival for the observance
OF the Catholic church alone, and
everywhere its affairs where most elab
orately dressed with flowers; now al
| Christendom has awakened to the fact
that the day, with all its sacred signif
icance, belongs to all the world, and il
| is observed everywhere with appropri
ate services. Flowers were never seen
in greater profusion than this year
the greenhouses and market place
groan with their burden of fragrant
bloom. Window decorations are
enough to bewilder the eye Of the
grown folks as we'll as the children
Messrs. Small & Sons, florists, have
one window devoted to the scene in
miniature which is enacted in the
White House grounds on Easter Mon
day. The whole arrangement is per-
feet in detail and true to life. Mounds
of maiden.hair fern, massed to look
like grassy banks, are dotted all over
with toy children, who roll their eggs
from top to bottom, while trim nurse
maids stand in patient attendance:
Surrounding this scene there is forest
of bloom, and suspended above is a
mammoth Easter egg, encircled by
rows of electric lights. Another win