The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1894-05-22


Let it be said of our comrade that he
the Union, but, let it also be said
of him, his proud liniage taught him that
his own beloved state and her sister
states were sovereigns. He remembered
how those, whose nam he bore, had re
fused to enter the Union, under the Con
stitution, until the sovereignty of North
Carolina and the liberties Of her citizens
had been assured. In all the years of
peace, while he titled his fields and reared
his children, he had been taught to guard
this treasure committed to him with that
supreme devotion with which the sons OF
Israel guarded the walls about their sa.
cred city. In all these years of peace, he
rejoiced in the strength and glory Of the
Union as it %broadened toward the setting
sun. By the fireside he had heard his
sire tell of 1912, and of Lundays Lane,
and how he marched against the Indians
Carolina gave, with many other noble
gifts to her fair daughter beyond the
mountains. He, himself, had marched
with the star spangled banner and cheered
it as it waved, in triumph, over the halls
of the Montezumas.
Let it be said of him that he loved the
Union; that he loved the arts Of peace;
that he loved repOse; but, let it also be
said of him, his repose was never so pro-
found that the tramp Of the advancing
host failed to arouse aim.
In 1861, as in 1915, his sensitive ear
caught the first foot fall of the foe upon
the soil Of the State that holds the ashes
! of Washington. 1t was enough. The
pillow stood still in the furroW; the unut-
tered good bye was said with quivering
lips and straining eyes; the door Of his
home closed behind him, and he went
forth to battle. By his side, through all
the frey struggle, be it said, was one
whose love for him was as the love of
Jonathan for David; giving him stren 9Th
and comfort; caring for the stricken ones
whom he had left behind; guarding the
honor of the cause for which he bled and
when all seemed lost, save honor, leading
him by wise counsels, away from the sor'
rows of war to the victories of peace. We
would that this one were with us today.
How our hearts would burn twithin us tC
hear his voice and look into his face again
But he sleeps we'll where we nave laid him
with our love for him as lasting as the
mountains that guard his resting place
our great war governor and leader; but, al
we tenderly think of him now, our com
rade and brother, Vance.
1t was strange and terrible to see thes'
men of the South and of the North, shet
each others blood. They spoke the SAM
language; they worshiped at the sam
affairs; they had been school boys to
gether; they had shouted together in tn
shock of battle and together they ha'
: filled the world with their victories O
peace. No ray Of light touched the glor.
: of their country, that did not fall, wit.
its benediction, upon them both. AN
/ yet, above the contentious of the Whit
and Red Rose; of Cavalier and Round
} Head; Of Bourbon and JacObin, Their
was a solemn grandeur in their struggle
Can the Union live by force? The Mort
/ answered, yes the South answered, nc
And this mOmentous question OF govern
ment was to be settled in the storm
comitia Of arms. Each thought he ha
"his quarrel just" and thus thrice arme
they str0ve. Two millions Of the men {
u the North stood to arms six hundre
thousand Of the men of the South stoo
I to arms. How grandlY they strOve, shall
q ing the ocean with the tramp Of monit
and ram, and teaching new warfare
e the nations Of the earth! How the
strove, while the storm Of battle hoWle
l. up the valleys, and over the mountain
n and across the plains, shrieking and his
It ing into the ear of the pale wife as 81
is knelt by the bed side Of her childre
and prayed for the husband upon who
at breast the pitiless storm was beatin!
re How they strove, while their f1ocks al
harvests persisted, and their homes we
lie consumed, and want and hunger cam
rs and, through the dreary watches of t.
lg night, the widowed wife sat lookin
of with wan and weary face, upon the dyii
Sc child in her arms, while the currents
is it's life ran dry in her aching breas
I'd Brave women of our land, what tong
he can tell your devotion! There was
he soldiers arm you did not nerve the
Id was no soldiers couch of suffering Y
to did not pillow with your gentle hand
nd there is no soldiers grave your love b
st left unblest!
as If history shall say of that man of t
of South and of the North that they sim
he in going to battle against each other
will be sure to say also that their n
an offering of blood has opened wide
er. everlasting mansions of glory for
no cause each fought for.
lat How did our comrade bear himself
lin this supreme tsst Of virtue? Let Us