The Marlboro democrat. [volume] (Bennettsville, S.C.) 1882-1908, 1903-05-22
When by fiery tempests driyeli,
For It's triumph fought and strlycn,
And to shietu its honor, given = !.
Heart and arm and blood and life!''

death on you then; we who hold your
names above all other names on earth,
not only remember those who never
came back but we give our hands in
deepest reverence To those who did
come Dack, To you among us now; and
Tor every blow they Struck you we give
you glory; for every wound they made
we give you love; and upon your tired
heads we place the crowns Of victory.
wowAN's LOVE.
a wOman'S love is the tendercst
thing on earth and the most wonder
full. 1t crowns you like diadem; it
shines on you like star. God pity
The man who has never seen the smile
of tile woman lie loves" A blind man
said: Just to see you, and then 70
blind again.,' Once there was gal
liant old Confederate soldier, who had
starved u death in prison. He had
not seen his beloved for two years.
lie was dying in that prison, and they
told him, II he could live to get home
he might go. In sight of the old home
She came out to meet him, and their
Two boys were at her side. ooh, am
at home and well again, we'll again, be-
loved" he cried. Then he held out
his arms, smiled and died. And that
smile never left him-like an angel of
light sitting triumphant in the whit
ened hall OF death. Aye, even on the
conqucror'S own throne, and proclaim
ing that there be earthly loves which
build their temple on the stormy
brow Of dissolution itself"
Daughters of South Carolina, for
our fathers sakes we should love and
honor these Old men. My father
fought beneath the Confederate flag.
And though without that glory to
crown his dear head, / would 1--we and
honor him above all men; still, with
that heritage he gives me he must
needs be Il thousand fold greater to me.
And there is one regret concerning the
men we may love and marry-Chey
cannot be Confederate soldiers. had
rather be woman than Il man What
woman would not, IL she could be Il
southern woman and be loved by
southern men? But there is time
would have been man. | would have
charged with Pickett at Gettysburg,
when every hope was lost; or watched
with Hood on Winston's Hill, when
he gave his fateful orders for the brave
brigade to 90 down to their DEATH" or
stood Us Forrest, when tie great
cavalry leader Of the Confcderacy laid
down his sword long enough to melt
| his iron soul in SORROW" | would have
been at the front near Nashville,
when from tic second day of thas
| freezing December until the sixteenth,
Hoods remnant of an army stood and
fired and froze and when that stub
born freezing, dying retreat that end
cd the war and buried the flags Of the
Lost Cause in the soil Of their birth'
THIS SOlI. is uALLOwED
You young men in whose veins beat
the blood or those heroes, uncover
your heads for the land in which you
live is holy, hall0wed by the blood OF
your fathers, purified by the tears OF
your mothers, for every drop of blood
ii southern soldier sp lied mingled will,
II tear southern woman shed and
, sprang up into the lilies of Memory
that Shall blossom through The ayes.
II | would know each one OF you, when
i meet you. We. your sons and
j daughters, should know you that We
, may do you reverence, for the man who
! does not lift his hat. or the woman
who does not bow her head when she
. meets one of YOU is not worth OF tho
, name Of Southcrner!
If could write, would write fol
, you the finest poem ever penned
S would tell how men starved and died
| with Il sob in their breast for theil
! dear ones and the light of battle shin
, ing On their pinchcd faces.
II would tell how Johnson and For
| rest and Cobb and Gordon and Hanp-
ton fought and prayed; / would tel
. how the women went through agonies
that no man knew and ''opcned not
their lips' | would tell all this-and |
would tell something more. | would
tell how the private fought: how he
lay all night in the muddy fields: he
lcll where no man saw. He never
came back and no man remembered ~
he came back and fought poverty,
ruin, sometimes degradation for his
dear ones al the Lands OF brutal men:
he did all this, ! tell you, and no man
gave i helping hand, sometimes be-
cause no man could. But now we can
and The men v'ho loved aud lived for
us we will stand by even unto death.
Someone said that the south did not
hate the north, and pray God that
time may come when some great poet
will rise up and tell in blazing words
that when the country had her quar-
rel with England, through it did not
concern the south, She gave the life
blood Of her chlvalry and stood by her
northern brethren till the bitter end,
liut when the time came for her to
stand up for herself, brave and bright
and beautiful us the warrior-maiden
OF centuries ago thank God, she
did it!
| HE TOUCHED TIE KEYNOTE.
From among you one has been call
| ca by his Captain over the rivera
grand old hero has left you-the light
Ini heaven shining on his Slvcry lair
and smiling back from his tired lips.
| lie touched tie Keynote OF South Car
olina and al! the land vibratcd with
the mighty music. But the music has
ceased, the great chord is lost and
Only in Heaven shall we hear that
grand amen
| go Glory. and forever guard
| our chicltian'S hallowed dust.
And Honor. keep eternal ward
! And Fame he his Inv 4 l.iIsf