The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-07-01
Copyright. 1895. by S. S. Mcclure,
Iimitedl

Copyright. 1895. by S. S. Mcclure,
Limited.)
1.-The most interesting Fourth of July
incident that I recall" said Hon.
James S. Clarkson, whose boyhood
was past III rural Iowa, and whose ma
turer years have been divided between
journalism, politics and affairs, "oc-
Cured four years ago in London.
was on my way 10 visit the tower.
1t was the first time 1 had ever passed
the day ont Of sight of the stars and
stripes. / had Just said to my wife,
who sat in the carriage beside me.
that the Fourth was astrange day
without a chance to see the flag or
hear fire cracker, when my youngest
son, Grosvenor, who sat on the box
with the driver began TO yell as if
possessed. Before / could stop him, 1
saw the cause of his delight. 1t was a
huge American flag stretched clear
across the street, and it looked so good
10 me that I stood up in the carriage
and cheered along with the boy. 1 have
always been fond of the stars and
stripes, but they looked better than
ever to me that Fourth
"UncIe jerry; Rusk's Popular
Fourth Of July Speech.
In Iowa, when I was a youngster,"
he went on reminiscently, "the Fourth
of July was celebrated in the cities
country towns and villages and at the
cross roads. and the celebrations were
sincere demonstrations of popular af-
lection for the flag. Oratory dancing
and driving made up the day, senti-
ment, love-making and dancing, the
night.
Just such Fourth Of July celehra-
lions are held now in some parts of
the country. The late Jerry Rusk at
tended such a one in West Virginia a
year or two ago before he died. He
was scheduled to make an address, but
the other speakers had been long
winded, and when il came his turn,
he saw that the young folks, espec-
tally the girls. were anxious to begin
the dancing, so his remarks were brief
and to the point
My friends he said, 1T seems 70
me 1t is about time the pretty girls /
here had chance to shake their feet !
Besides, 1 want 20 dance myself, and /
so instead OF talking, 1 shall be de- I
lighted if 1 may lead the first set. Who /
of all you girls will be my partner?'
THAT was the most popular speech /
of the day. In less than a minute. the
music was heard, and, led by Uncle
Jerry the boys and girls began to
dance around the handkerchief Rusk
stayed on the floor a long time before
he gave his place to a younger man,
after having danced with a dozen of
the prettiest girls in the whole crowd"
General Grants Fourth of July at
NicksburS.
Yes" said Colonel Fred Grant,
leaning back in his commissioners
chair in police headquarters, when L
asked him about the memorable
Fourth OF July, 1869, 4 remember the
entrance of the federal troops into
very well indeed, But 1 was
a lad OF only IS then, was quite i'll
from camp disorders and suffering
from a most horrible toorhache, which
was not relieved until after we had
passed over the fortifications. You will
easily understand why many details
that would now be very interesting
have No place whatever in my men,
DRY.
ION the Srd of July, as you no doubt
remember, the preliminaries of Vicks- b
buress surrender were gone through
by my father and General Pembarton.
The meeting of my father, who was
attended by General Mcpherson, with
General Pemberton, attended by Gen
eral Bowen, has been described in bet
ter terms than I could command even
if I could recall the details. After a
little talk Mcpherson and Bowen
stepped aside to arrange details, while
the staff officers discussed affairs
among themselves. Aftel the terms
had been arranged and put into writ
ing. the conference was ended, and
Generals Pemberton and Bowen re-
turned to their own lines and we to
There was a feeling of
the most intense expectance al through
our headquarters, and indeed the en-
tire federal camp.
Il was suffering so severely that 1
went into the tent, which l shared
With my father. and laid down upon
me of the bamboo cots that had been
made for us by some of the soldier
boys. But ] was in such pain that 1
could not Sleep and 1 remember well
how 1 lay there, hour after hour on
he eve Of that eventful Fourth, watch
ng my father, who sat writing at a
-ude little two-by-four pine table. also
made by the soldier boys. His face was
lighted by the pickering blaze of ;
candle, and The scratching of his pen,
Is it Travelled back and forth over {
the paper. was the only sound in the {
.ent. Finally in the middle of the night
Il am not sure whether it was yet !
The Fourth or mott began to browse