The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1900-01-07

remaine> unhurt of twenty-five commits
stoned officers of his command.
During the war our town was laid
waste, as we We're in the enelny's lines;
tall chinmeys, like wierd spectres, alone
remained all of our houses of worship
were gone; all We're trying to rebuild, a
poor little girl ran out in the streets, as
he was passing in his phaeton, and said,
General, please give ME something for
my church. He never spoke, but reach
ed down. placed a kiss upon her brow.
and dropped a tive-dollar bill i'll her
hand This speaks more than words for
this brave man, who barred his breast 10
the foe from Bethel to Appomattox-
Tenderness and bravery are twin sisters
North Carolina is proud of her heroes
of the sixties. They have added new
lustre to her already well-earned fame,
and as years roll by and our hearts are
mellowing with time, their fame grows
brighter day by day. In the first days
fight at Gettysburg General Grimes and
his command were the first to enter the
town, and drove the enemy to the height
beyond Had others been as successful,
the death knell Of the Confederacy might
never have been rung. But so it must
be.
AZ LIJe IdSl
his sword flashed again in the sunlight,
With the great Army of Northern Vir-
ginia he received his parole, returned
TO his home and devastated fields, and
resumed the role of a planter Of the
old Southern type"
On many hardfought field he followed
the starry cross;
At Seven Pines he saw it borne mid
binding smoke and loss
His cleaning blade far in the front Of
stubborn ranks in gray,
Was never sheathed until the foe was
held at glorious bay.
While the battle ragged at Seven Pines,
above the noise and din
His voice was heard, Forward! For
ward! men, your ranks are grow
ing thin"
Pinned to the ground he waved his
sword, and shouted loud and clear.
Charge, boys, Charge, boys. the end
may soon be near"
At Boonsboro, OF old, once again he won
the glorious day;
| Mid shot and shell he bravely led the
valiant boys in gray,
Until his faithful steed was slain, and,
master on the field,
| Lay helpless, still cheering, "To the foe
never, never yield"
GIVE me the order will charge" tho
brave Ramseur said
| At charlottesville amid the smoke,
where, over their comrades dead,
| Grimes followed up the charge, until his
sword was riven, +.
| A ball embedded in his belt, and victory
was given.
In the Pennsylvania campaign Grtmes
! was in advance;
Eight miles from the capital city he went
with burning lance:
| Put to flight the Militia; away they went
pell-mel--
| Dropping their hats on nearby helds,
when they heard the rebel yell.
| The ragged soldiers grabbed them, and
with joyful song,
Thanked the God of Heaven the battle
was not to the strong.
| At Petersburg, and at the Crater, his
sword agaisD-was drawn;
His hungry soldiers leaped the breast
works, still going ON
| Knee-deep in mud, always alert, doing
| the best they could,
| While the advancing army came like u
rushing food.
| At AppomattoX now we come, and, with
| uncovered heads,
Salute those days long gone away, when
! Grimes and Gordon led;
Their flags are tattercd and are furled;
| ones head is growing white,
| AS dashing breakers cast their foam
upon his hair 50 light.
Close up, old boys, SO faithful, brave and
true,
That Southern maidens will love 10 tell
the tragic story of YOU.
! Be true to your God and to your homes.
soon, soon the land you'll see
| Where dwells the hosts Of Stonewall
| Jackson and the peerless Lee
To brave virginia's keeping well leave
| this sacred trust;
The statesmen's lore was thine, and thine
their sacred dust,
| In the dark days of the sixties you
proved mother true
! To the gallant sons of the old North
State, who gladly came to you.
To defend your sacred hearthstones, and
now who gently sleep
Mid trailing vines and roses, in Holly
wood SO deep.
Sweet peace now reigns, where sleep to-
day beneath the nodding pines.
| Our President, daughter and soldiers,
too, on glorious picket lines.
Washington. \. c., Dec. %, 1909.