St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1897-02-13
In MelnOriam.
JAMES r. HOSMER.

Headquarters of Gen. Geo. Moormar
Camp No. go U. c. ":
Vaudeville, L., Feb. s, 1897.
Taps for Sights OUT have been heard
again in Camp No. go, and 1T eleven
O'Clock and thirty minutes on Saturday,
February 9Th, 1897. another gallant
Confederate soldier Of st. Tammany
Parish, member of this Camp, one 81
the s.bravest of the brave" Second
Lieutenant Commander, James r. Hos
mer. crossed over to the other shore.
He answered the dread summons as
was to be expected of one of the old
soldiers of the South, now SO rapidly
passing away. ssLike one who wraps
the drapery of his couch about him. and
lies down to pleasant Dreams" and rs
calmly and bravely as he was wont to
fold his old Confederate blanket around
him and lie down upon the field of bat
| tie, to await the call to arms at early
| dawn.
OF splendid and handsome physique,
of brave and daring nature, fond Of
sport and adventure, he was one of the
first to spring to arms in defense of
the South, and one of the last to yield
W GuC nU0A 0AUlIk 0u1OuG "a tAAC SWVkV
At the breaking out of the war, he
CHANGED to be In the West, and his
service was with those darling and reck-
less Rangers, Gross Texas Brigade"
and 1t Is no fulsome flattery to say that
he was one of the most dashing and
brilliant soldiers in that historic COM
mand.
One of the writer's of these resolutions
was Adiutant General of the Division to
which he reported, and pays tribute to
his many daring feats and unsurpassed
valor. From his imperishable deeds
and brilliant exploits there could be
woven = story OF glory which would
embellish the brightest pages Of ro-
nance, and add charm to the history
Of war.
Comrades. the death of this brave
soldier, and distinguished citizen, is =
solemn warning to each one Of us who
survive, that s0on there
"Comes still voice: Yet few days,
and thee
The all-beholding sun shall see no
more
In ill his course"
A monition that We too will soon surely
follow his noble shadow into the track
less path of death.
For our departed Colnrade nothing
now remains for us but to mourn his
loss, remember his courage and virtues,
and hand down to prosperity the story
of his heroic services in behalf Of his
country.
Sleep on, brave Comrade. Sleep well.
true friend. Ii aught of consolation
could reach us, that the sssilver cord
Is to lOosened. and the golden bowl is
to be broken" 1t would be the knOwl-
edge that death Is almost as old IS life.
and that he opens his pale halls to ali
alike.
Farewell then, Comrade! Thine is
but the common lot Of al, for,
"As the long train
Of ages glide away, the sons of men,
The youth In life's green spring aud he
who goes
In the full strength Of years, matron,
and maid,
And the sweet babe, aud the gray
headed man,
Shall one by one be gathered BY thy
side.
By those, who in their turn shall fol-
low them"
While life lasts your memory will be
cherished by your Comrades, a0d low
Ing and tender hands will plant flowers
Of affection upon thy honored clay, 50
that:
6 When Spring, with dewy fingers cold,
Returns to deck thy hallowed mould,
She there shall lind Z sweeter sod,
Than fancy's feet have ever trod."
GEO. MOORMAN,
II. @. PlZZETrA.
Committee.