The Forrest City times., 1894-09-14
Thirty Years Ago and Today.

Nftuln thc 1Httcu ctatcSs thc HUI '"'ee valley of the Shenandoah River is unsur- passed. From it's southern beginning up to it's northern extremity where it joins the Potomac at Iarper's Ferry, was for nearly five years tine active scene of war. One army after another. Union or Confed- crate. continually traversed it, diyerging sometimes into the eastern part of the state or into Mary land. and once carrying the battle into Pennsy lvania, where on the 3rd and 4th of July. 1863. the terrible battle of Gettysburg was fought.
 of all the southern states Virginia suff- cred most severely from the incessant and repeated raids of it's foes. and yet the brave soldiers of the Confectionery, though often driven from one position to another. still held Old Virginia until at the memo ply overwhelmed and overpowered by such infinitely greater armies, and thor oughly exhausted by seven long days Of almost incessant fighting. outnumbered, but thank God not outgeneraled, that great commander. Robt. k. Lee, believing that the last reasonable glimmer of success for the Confectionery was exhausted, sadly surrendered his army, and the last hopes of the Confederate cause fell like mighty oak, never to rise again.
 Travelling over this entire section, the writer trod upon much consecrated ground --consecrated by the life blood of noble Confederate soldiers. 1 recall to memo ry great burying ground wherein mar bic headstone marks the name and con- mand of every Federal soldier resting there. Afar of, the long tow sweis of earth de- fine the trenches, piled one upon the other without regard to rank or precedence, the flower and cnivairy of all the South found burial. Of the names and commands Of these brave heroes no record was ever made or kept. The beardless boy of fif- teen, the father Of family and the old gray haired grandfather lie side by side in these great long graves. Un named and unknown 'tis true, but forever hOnored and forever niourned, as the sacrifice laid by the weeping South upon the alter of its country's cause.
 For them the bugle call of Taps long since sounded over their l0wIy graves. The lights are out, the camp fires are burned down, all voices are hushed. The officer of the day no longer intrudes upon them. The corporal of. the guard, and his guard also, are alike laid to rest, and there they sleep, sweetly sleep until on the morn of the great resurrection, the bugler shall stand upon the parade ground of Heaven. and sounding the beautiful call of "Reveille.o will awaken these he roes from their slumbers, and once more they will answer the roll call. These lofty minded men died battling for their country and their country's cause. without hope of reward in the shape of bounty or pension ihoy fought valiantly and died a they had fought-gloriously and with hearts for any fate.
 of all the armies, of all the regiments sent to the front by the different states of the Confectionery, only pitiful remnant ever returned to their homes. The dread ful carnage of battle. Sickness and pri- vation, reduced thelr numbers to mere handful.
 Of the little remnant of all these com mands there survives amongst us a little band who for the sake of old times have united themselves into an organization, known as the Confederate Veterans As SoIidttObs anu iiitfloiy oi thot oochtbS Calvery commander. Gen. N. B. Forrest, their camp is named. In the largeness of their hearts they propose on the 18th of September to hold an annual session, at which the cheerful camp fire shall once more blaze and warm up in the hearts of these noble men deep feeling of common brotherhood, of mutual sympathy and of mutual charity for each and every one .l. fnr South
 It was nearly thirty years ago that the hopes of the CoDfeaeracy set forever went down with the sun. Not behind cloud. but clear. glorious and resplendent, lighting up the heavens with the glow of roseate hues. presaging for the great South brighter, fairer and better day. Since then nearly thirty years have passed Years ct progress, years of material ad- yancement made possible and urged on by the same grand men who returned to their homes, thirty years ago. poor in purse, but rich in honor, integrity and all that goes to make up true manhood. and with these principles they commenced life anew. and the grand and glorious South ot today Is the result of their efforts, l their perseverance. their love and regard i for their country.
 | To call this New South" is to slan- der every noble veteran of the Southern
 cause. It is the old, old South, made great and beautiful, not by new people but by the efforts of her own sons and
 her own people. The old South it is now. and shall forever be. BeIittled. beled 'tis true. but grand, and with a glorious 1 future before her. JAS. HAsIEY. 
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