The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-13

should De as enduring as the ages.
empires and races pass away. but truth
!Islloe right; Valor, virtue, and love OF cOun
try are deathleSS.
The epitaph on the confederate monument in
Come from the four winds Oh Breath. and
Breathe upon these slain that they may
live"
Would that I could clothe some Of the IN
cldents OF the confederate war with life so
that the actors would seem as real to you as
your comrades standing beside you o-day.
don refer 10 the great battle or the great
men. History has done justice to our in,
comparable infantry and European armies
nave copied our cavalry. Even in the north.
robert +. Lee is honored and Stonewall
Jackson Is recognized as the highest type Of
the Christian soldier. 1t is the rank and file [
want to bring before you We place upon our
walls portraits Of Lee aud jackson and
stuart and Hampton, and wish our children
70 know and revere them, and the very hight
OF our ts. eem elevates them so that they
seem to the child above mortal reach, unit n
we show him also the daguerreotype OF his
brother or his father or his grad father, and
thus connect the child with these chioftans
by the living link OF a martyred ancestor
protest that these poor daguerreOtypes
taken when chemicals were scarce washed
with the tears OF sister, mother sweetheart,
Whe, move my heart and soul far more than
the highest art OF Raphael or Murino.
IL Is OF your brother, father, kinsman. want
you to think today. The men, who with their
nesh aud blood built up the fame of the
generals who commanded ! want YOU to
realize that 1t was your forefathers who
helped to make this history OF battles
superbly fought and privations patiently en-
uuteu. 1 want you 10 r 5cOg We them as your
Penantes-your household guds-for next To
Jehovah they deserve your worship because
they embodied in their lives all the qualities
OF human kind that makes humanity god like.
Did you ever hear of David WaldhauerY
lie was one Of your own blood Saltz-
burger by descent born and reared upon
the banks OF Ahercorn creek No Drawer
nr-a oh lx nj nj lrtaffr ,,
ever backed n horse Twenty four Hussurs
teIl INTO an an ambuscade at Akatink creek.
IN virginia. at two o'clock one winters night
in 1861, They were surrounded by a re.ri-
ment Of federal infantry. Under the itrst
fire men and horses were heaped upon the
frozen ground. Among them was Private
HEIDI sorely wounded and disabled, his horse
Killed by the light OF the musketry Valid
hauer saw Hedts condition. spraug from his
horse, lifted Heidi upon it and carried him
safely from the melee.
In England's army q Victoria cross, the
highest tribute TO valor, would have been his
need
7 he same Waldhauer at Frederick City,
Md, IN command OF rear guard of less than
thirty men, charged ana defeated three
troops of cavalry supported by infantry and
artillery. and left upon the ground "a larger
number Of federals killed and wounded than
his own command At GettySburg his right
arm was shattered by a shell and amputated;
but so soon as the stump had healed he re.
turned TO duty and was captured at Stony
creek atter shooting two OF the enemy with
his pistol in his left hand.
Wadhauer, Heidi, Frank Bird, Rahn-true
types OF Efnngham manhoOd Your blood
reddened Nirginta's soil, aud your. bodies
have returned to dust far from the place OF
your nativity but your comrades still cherish
the memory OF your heroism
AZ MONDAY church, near Marietta, the
Liberty Troop and birmingham HussGrs
charged the enemy behind rail breastworks,
Onward they swept, saters flashing, threaten
ing the long line OF deadly cart ines, which
ploughed gaps in their ranks as they ad-
vanced. Capt. Strohbar Lieut. Gibson and
sixteen of your kinsmen with scores OF
horses were wounded ere that line was
reached. The rails sianted, driven into the
ground, seemed insurmountable even II un-
defended, But William Keller and George
GrOvenstein, with lmpetuous valor and mag
nlhcent hOrsemanshtp, leaped the obstacle,
and were killed lighting in the very midst OF
the foe.
At Columbia, S c., the same squadron,
under the gallant Capt, William Hughes OF
Liberty, were the rear guard The bridge
was burning. bullets in front, flames behind,
but they held the enemy at tay until, when
ordered to retire, the bridge almost con
5umed, broke under them Some fell forty
feet upon the Jagged rocks Of the river and
were dashed to pieces or were drowned;
others escaped this fate, but inhaled the
flames and died upon the bank, wrthing In
agony, A moioty only, with powder stained
lips and soorched hair and garments, sur
Vived
DO these scenes give you some faint idea of
what manner of men your kinsmen were?
DO you wonder that we who knew them are
proud OF them and the cause which en-
Unused them If the roll were called
of your soldlery, with each name could be told
some tale Of fOrtitude and courage But time
does MOI suftll for all, and can only mention
one, who, having passed unscathed through
the perils Of war, did but yesterday join his
comrades in the army of the Just. Edward
Bird, the captain and leader of your boys
when grst they donned the gray, their colonel
until that gray was laid aside forever he
was gentle, courteous, intrepid, cool and
brave in action, Just and capable at all times.
You knew him, for he was born and lived and
died amongst you, and no eulogy that could
pronounce would exceed your knowledge Of
his virtues and his merits
He lies buried here among confedePates,
and the loving tributes that deck his grave
are ht companions for the flowers adjoining
these graves Of the unknown dead. o.. SO,
Unknown dead'-for / am told, that in all
these graves there lies not, one neighbor
kinsman, personal friend, But they were
Confederates That. made them ours, and
for all these years the mindful hands Of wo-
man have brought the fairest flowers Of
spring to cover the sod above them.
We know our cause was Just. because our
women approved II; we know our men were
worthy because our women tended them
History and tradition hand down the story OF
battle and strife, but what pen or lip can do
justice to the silent patient herOism OF our
women as they armed their loved ones and
sent them to the combat-perhaps never to
return Who can picture the agony OF sus-
penSe that followed those loved onesy DO
you wonder that each soldier seemed to them
a kinsman, and that they poured out their
fun wealth OF tender care and sympathy upon
every soldier? Their darlings were away In
deadly peril and their whole soul went out to
these sick and wounded and dying-unknown
to them. save as contederates. but Some
bodys darling"
/ cannot convey TO you the exquisite ten
derness and pathos OF this feeling which
moved the woman Of the south, better than
IN the words CT one Of them.
Into ward OF the white-washed halls
Where the dead and the dying lay,
Wounded by tavonets shells and balls,
Somebody darling was borne one day.
Somebody darling so young and so brave,
Wearing yet, on his sweet, pale face,
Soon to he hid in the dust OF the grave,
The lingering light, OF his Eoyhood's grace.
Matted and damp are the curles OF gold
kissing the snow Of that fair young brow,
Pale are the lirs Of delicate mould,
Somebody's darling is dying now.
Back from his beautiful blue veined brow,
Brush the wandering waves Of gold;
Cross his hands on his Losom now
Somebody's darling Is stlll and cold.
Kiss him once. for somebody's sake,
Murmur an orison soft and low;
one bright curl from its fair mates take,
They were some body's pride you know.
Somebody's hand hath rested there;
Was It a mother soft and white,
or have the lips Of a sister fair
Been baptised in their waves Of light?
God knows best. He was somebody's love.
Somebody heart enshrined him there: