Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1896-01-22

OF this he said: THAT evening about
8 o'clock, mistaken in the darkness for
the enemy, Jackson and his staff were
fired upon by their own troops, and
the end of the great captains career
had come. He fingered for few days,
then he died and was buried at his
home, where he now lies at Lexington
in the bosom of the State he loved so
well.
"a CHILDLIKE TRUST IN GOD"
II cannot be mistaken" said Mr.
Vending, land would not be irrever
ent in saving that this man in some
mysterious way sustained peculiar
relation to God / mean that he was
something more than devout man
There was suppression of self and
confidence in supreme guidance some
what akin to the fatalism of the East
and outwardly resembling Napoleon's
faith in destiny, but, withal, simpler,
nobler, higher quality. chlldllke
trust in God.
"Os Spinoza it was said that he was
a God intoxicated man. To no public
character in our century may that
phrase be so fifty applied as to Stone.
wall Jackson He has been likened by
some biographers to Cromwell, but
never was there formed falser esti
mate. Many are still in doubt, and
NAV we'll be, despite Carlisle's pane
gyric, as to whether or not this Oliver
Cromwell were not in his political in
tentions an adroit impostor, but in
Jackson's absolute sincerity all men
believe. On the battlefield he was seen
hundred times to raise his hands and
move his lips in prayer.
Summing up his career, the muse
of American history may write: Here
was man who gave-soul and heart
and brain, and at last life itself, to his
duty as he saw it, and humbly trusted
all to God"
GIT is ALL RIGHT"
In conclusion the lecturer said: Il
doubt not that when Stonewall Jack
son passed behind the veil and saw the
things that are and are to be, he said
again, as upon his dying bed, 1T is all
rightp One day, in the delirium OF his
last illness, he softly murmured: Let
us cross over the river and rest in the
shade of the trees, but the last rational
| words that fell from his lips were, 1T
is all rightl'
"And when the sad and careworn
face and loving heart of LincolnLwere
touched by death and his great spirit
went up to the same God before whom
Jackson bad SO often knelt; and when
later on there came the noble soul OF
stately Lee; and by and by there came
the hero of the Union cause, the great
commander. Grant, doubt not that,
one and all, with Sidney Johnston and
Hancock and Thomas and Mcclellan
and with million of brave men who
wore here on earth the blue and wore
the gray. all looked with clearer eyes
over the past and into the future and
beheld a great nation where there had
been great States, saw one people
where there had been two, and then,
with divine approval, said, with one
voice, 1T is all rightr
"Thy dying words, oh, jackson, thou
immortal son of the South-nay, more
than that, thou immortal American
thy dying words were as deep a proph-
esy as ever fell from lips of Hebrew
seer, and as soft echoes of sanity bene-
dictions linger in the air of a vast
cathedral, so those last words of thine
shall dwell with us and then pass to
our children's children, who will see in
our civil war not a Northern victory
nor Southern defeat, but see instead
as jackson on his deathbed saw, the
overruling hand of Him that doeth all
things WELL"