The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1893-05-26
The Confederate Graves.

The HERALD published last Friday
the programme Of the decoration
which occurred the evening before,
but had not time before press hour to
report the occasion as it deserved.
More than the usual interest in these
ceremonies WAS manifest, nearly
every business house being closed
and larger crowd than over before
gathered at the spot hallowed by tue
dust OF our sleeping heroes. Gu and
around the platform We're many
gray haired veterans who in young
manhood had known aud felt the
shock Of battle; fathers aud mothers
whose b:ave SONS had met the true
soldiers death, and now lie in "uu-
known" graves; and younger men
and women VINO, as children, had
lost in war'e carnage the counsel and
support Of fathers aud Older brothers.
In the faces of these, one could read
an honorable, half joyous sorrow;
while the beautiful, aud brightly
dressed children, s,rewing flowers OF
every hue aud kind, spoke as only
deeds, not words, can spesk-telling
the lmmOrta ity Of the memory OF
! these dead.
The music was good, DR.. Shop
! pird's band and our best singers
making IL, but the feature m0sf APP
| preeiated in this part Of the p:o-
gramme Was the singing Of Miss
Ross Shelton Her voice sweet in
tone, clear, though soft and sweet,
was peculiarly adapted to the sony
sue sang, rs WAS the song to the
occasion. Many are the praises since
heard of both song and singer. We
publish the song below.
Song of Memorial Day-Decoration Day.
tAir of"Maryland My Mary land."l
Dedicated to Frank Cheatham Bivouac by
MRS. ANN 4. SNYDER.
Thu hallowed spot consigned to US,
TendGTlY, lenderly,
Wen ever guard this sacred duSt
Tenderly, tenderly.
In memory of our loved so brave,
With our own hands we'll dec each gave
With lilies fair and roses sweet,
All Ger our land, where'er We meet.
They gave their lives for you and me,
Ienderly, tenderly,
To memory true Wen ever be,
Tenderly, tenderly.
In God we now do pat our trust;
In His own way, He'll show to us,
A cause though lost, yet still was just
For absent ones we drop tear,
Tenderly, tenderIy,
Though unknown, yet treasured here,
Tenderly, tenderly.
o mother dear, though far away,
We are thinking now, of thee to-day;
| With our own hands from year to year,
The sweetest flowers Wen drop right here.
A heritage when we are gone,
Tenderly, tenderly,
To our children's children yet unborn,
Tenderly, tenderly;
For them to guard this sacred dust;
And ever keep this hallowed trust,
In memory OF our loved SO brave,
From year to year we'll deck these graves.
The speech OF Gen. A. j. Caldwell
7 OF Nashville, WAS pronounced by
, many present the best they ever hear'
on suah an occasion. Beginning will
! the text: What is written, 10 writ
= ten," he proposed to abide by tn,
/ records. Then without bitterness
: but bravely and eloquently review
ing the issues that led to the wa
d. and the history OF subsequent events
g stirred our pride in the record tina
= our dead and their comrades made
D Declaring that they died in behalf o
8 truth and right, he said their battle,
3 suffering and death were not in vail
: The present generation now sees tn
Y main issues for which they fought
: triumphant. Our homes will nc
= be invaded, nor our right Of self gov
o eminent disputed. Tue old Constitu
/ tuition that had been distorted
r stretched, and otherwise aOused IN
g Til it WAS a more tit basis for dies
r. potic empire thaa, as intended, fo
d the amicabie union of States, agai
y appears a. the buIwark of liberty
e Shiloh, The Wilderness, FraLkli
y contributed to this eud. This. ther
d is no time for tears, but let AS year,
d bring cur richest flowers TO dec
d these graves, and keep alive the suir
It Of patriotism that inspired those VIII
II sleep here.