The Birmingham age-herald., 1903-05-03
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 No, there can be no new south. Search the annals of time, inspect the history of all ages, all clines, and of all people, and there can be found no such purity, no such sanctity, no such hallowed virtue as belong to, and are the exclusive jewels of the women of the south.
 Go read the record of time, and where, ye students of antiquity, ye scholars of the present, can there be found such a type of manhood, such an example of womanhood as belong to our southland, that characterizes our immortal dead, and typifies our heroic living?
 No, we are not a new south; to con- template such a islander upon the past such a libel upon the present Is an in- suit to our household gods.
 To be a new south, like unto and equal to the old, there must be another crea- ton of loftier men, of nobler women. There Is no record of the past, there is no suggestion of the present that there Is such a contemplated creation in the mind of the Infnity.
 We have met and have been found equal to the crucial test of heroism in war, forbearance and magnaminity in victory, and sublime courage and unsuilied honor in the hour of defeat. We have supplied the full complement of the proverb of the immortal Lee, human virtue should be equal to human calamity.
 When we look around us and view the landscape o'er," we see the same bril- liant sun, the king of day. we behold the same moon. the silvery goddess of the night and we watch the same twink ling stars glittering in the diaoem of the Armament; we rest under the same sky that spreads over the blue vaults of the heavens, and quietly lie down famed by the same soft and gentle zephyrs that cooled the cheeks of our ancestors.
 Here are the same lofty mountains, the high hills the fertile valleys, and the broad plains that brought wealth and independence to our fathers.
 Here are the same majestic rivers, the heavy and vigorous streams, and the ripping brooks upon the former floated the rich argosies of wealth and the latter slaked the thirst of the fiocks and herds of our departed ancestors.
 And here are we, the descendants and offsprngs of that illustrious and immortal percentage.
 If the south has sprung pheonix-lke from the devastation and ruin of war, and has clothed herself with the habili- ments and surroundings of wealth and prosperity; if from the tomb of her deso- Iations came the lamentations of her woe, put nOW III lutli Slcdut lilO oWtCt lhhSAS of the sublime faith in her own individ- uality and power, inspired by the mem ories of the past, and encouraged and made braver by the examples of the long ago. run down the corridors of the present and is waited in happy cadences upon the ears and hearts of the visitor and the stranger. and has challenged the admira- tioh of all peoples, in all climes. we are but the prouder in the reflection that ~.o4tr power and such independence are but the echo and reverberation of the great ness. the majesty and the loftiness of the sublime characters and the true and God like civilization of the past.
 I have no sympathy with or respect for that fiattery and apoogetic obsequious- ness that seem to inspire some of our southern orators at the festal board on anniversary occasions at the north.
 With no lingering disrespect for our adversaries. with heart beating with a loyal fealty to the stars and stripes, with an unquenchable love for the restored union and a fixed and settled purpose to do all I can to maintain the integrity. power and respect for the government of the United States as faithfully and layally as any; with an unbounded hos pitality for all that may come among us. a determined purpose to accept and treat all such as brother and fellow-citizen, yet 1t must not be expected of me to turn my back on the past and apologize for it and dwarf the merits of a Confederate veteran.
 We descend from Olympus; we bear l only the crest of love; we apologize to none:. we express repentance for nothing | I ask every true southern man and | woman, and especially the Confederate 1 veteran, to crush down that commercial | spirit that is rife in some quarters and l incites some to eulogize our former op- l ponents at the expense of our owr | braves. to fiatter the north and thereby l to secure financial aid to develop the re- 1 sources of our land.
 | Heroic virtue. unsullied honor, an ever | faithful patriotism are jewels that money | cannot buy. that time can never destroy | and are always respected and admired 1 by friend or foe. To all such hatterine gush that springs from the northern ban quet boards-uttered by southern men