The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1899-11-22
charging at the bead OF HE regiment,
with the shout Of victory ringing in his

charging at the bead OF hie regiment,
with the shout OF victory ringing in his
cara.
Time flies swiftly, but there are
friends at Flat Rock still who can re-
call u beautiful afternoon in the month
Of June, 1852. when all nature smiled,
and the SUMS rays shone brilli4ntly
upon Geld and valley, when u little
company gathered at St. Johns Chapel.
The Blue Ridge Mountains rose like 81
mighty barrier around, AS II they
might keep way ali rude sounds Of
wars alarms, and the e~Xcitemcnts arc
hearteches experienced by those who
who were exposed to the fury of the
contest but in spite Of this strong
screen, eve in This calm retreat, pain
and care had found ap entrance, and
the declining ORB OF day, glinting
through green bong hs, cast It's latest
beams upon n coffin aud an open grave,
for tie Confederate officer VINO had
fallen IN battlo.
For Republic was many miles away,
yet his devoted old servant had, in
spite Of numerous difficulties, brought
his masters remains and his horse TO
his family, and, most pitiful OF all, Il
slip OF paper upon which the dying
soldier had, with failing fugers, en-
deayored to write q few words Of fare
well TO his sisters. Alas ! this message
had to be OWNED, as only some unde-
cipheral lines met the eyes Of those
Borrowing ones.
The soiemnly grand burial service Of
the Episcopal Church was read u
hymn softly SUI :, while the birds twit-
tered N sweet chorus aloft and u faint
breeze rustic d the foliage around; then
the dead was gently lowered 10 lis
hnal place otreposc, beside he Tomb
OF his mother, Sarah, Countess dc
Choiseul.
All present realized that u LIES
tragedy was there brought to u close,
AS the feet of Cha"les de Choiseul
would never stand upon tn hearth
stone OF his ancestral chateau in The
land beyond the sea; that his exile was
now perpetual one, and sadly they
turned from his grave ~poudering over
all the chance nnd changes that go
to make up the sum Of human hopes,
joys a-d Qi,eppointments, for truly the
end Of This mans efforts seemed tC
have resulted in u hard fate.
Yet YOU may rest in peace on the
quiet hillside, de Choiseul, for your
lot is not to be SO deeply deplOrCd after
all From the most ancient days i,
has been adjudged a uoble death &c
fall in the rush Of battle, dying for q
country that Is loved An0thGr, 1T Il
true, occupies your place ana station
in the world, but when you became 1
= soldier and manfully performed those
duties that were ass. gned you the
, higher part u chosen, you won the
! love and honor Of all rue hearts, ant
: your memory shall be pcrpetualiy
: crowned with immortal laurel.
When winter ONE soft white flake,
. OF snow fall with caressing, tenGc
I touch upon the granite so gray (i
covering for a Confederate soldler) uut
. pale m%ooonbea ms steal lingeringiy b,
: at night, glorifyirg this simple gray,
with their shining radiance; then sum
! mer's glowing sun shines IN ,ifulgen
: ardor through the long sweet DAYS
= where the sleeper calmly waits for tn
Judgment Diy, when Hi evils will b
remedicu ana his right place awarded
= him. for, porchance, tho untitled no
bleman was, in truth, the nobicst q
' all the dc Choiseul line.