The age-herald., 1898-01-30

From the Philadelphia Times.
 Men will never cease to wonder at the character and history of Gen. Thomas Jonathan Jackson. No other man in his tory can be likened to him. He has often CT been compared to Oliver Cromwell than with any other great soldier. But Crom- well a great statesman, who ruled his people with far-reaching wisdom. We have no evidence that Jackson can be likened to Cromwell in this, but would be inclined to pronounce Jackson warrior, pure and simple, devoid of any great strat- egic capacity, as he seemed to be Of good fellowship, humorous inclinations or any degree of tenderness
 Four years of incarceration together at West Point and subsequent service to- gether in the armies of the United States and Confederate States gave me as good opportunities of estimating the mind and the nature of Stonewall Jackson as any man has ever enjoyed. I believe Jackson was as fond of me as he ever was of any man of our times. It was for his wife to awaken and nurture, and since his death to disclose to the world, the deep tender ness of that wonderful character, tender ness never before suspected by any human being to exist.
 In the life and letters of Stonewal Jack son, published by her, revelations of affectionate gentleness unknown to any but to her. The world owes her untold gratitude for this work, so beautifully ac- complished, that it will be a classic thing as long as the English language shall be known.
 I entered the Military academy at West Point in June, 1S42. A week afterwards a cadet sergeant passed, escorting a newly arrived cadet to his quarters. The per- sonal appearance of the stranger was so remarkable to attract the attention of several of us, who were standing near and chatting together Burkett Fry, A. P. Hill and George Pickett all Virginians and destined to be distinguished generals, made our group. The new cadet was clad in gray homespun, a wagoners hat, and large, heavy brogans; weather-stained saddle-bags were over his shoulders, His sturdy step, cold, bright gray eye, thin, firm lips caused me to say, That fellow looks if he has come to stay,' and on the return of the sergeant I asked him who that cadet was He replied: Cadet Jackson, of Virginia Whereupon I at once ascended to his room to show him my interest in him, a fellow countryman in strange land. He received my cour- teous advances in manner so chilling that it caused me to regret having made them, and l rejoined my companions with criticisms brief and emphatic to his in tellectual endowments.
 From the moment that Jackson entered upon his duties in the army he evinced tbat terrible earnestness which was the char acteristic of his conduct in battle or in work. .ts-
 My squadron of the Mounted Rifles es- corted four siege pieces,> which he was charged to deliver safely in Monterey, and he did it with an unrelenting energy which was necessary to get them through Dur ing the battles in the Valley he served as a lieutenant of Magruders battery. and won many distinctions Having entered the service as a second lieutenant, he was brevetted first lieutenant, captain and major in one years field service. sl
 While serving in the Valley of Mexico he acted as second in duel between two officers of one of the new i. s>ntry regi- ments-the Tenth, I believe. Gen. Burk- cit Fry told me the incident, as follows:
 Lieutenant Lee, of Virginia, was the ad- jutant of the regiment, who, feeling him- self aggrieved by Captain -, of Phil adelphia sent him a challenge. The cap tain was an avowed duelist and an expert rifle shot, and accepted Lees challenge. They were to fight with rifles at forty paces. Jackson and Fry were seconds to Lee. Jackson won the word. which he delivered, standing in the position of a soldier, in stentorian tones. audible over forty-acre lot. The rifles cracked to- gether, and Jackson, astounded that his man was still standing. said to Fry: What slrall we do now? They will demand an-