The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1903-05-20
When by aery tenpescs driven,
For its triumph fought and striven,
And % shield its honor. given
Haart and arm and blood and life.

death on you then. We VINO iOlH HnAt
names above ali other names on earth.
not only remember those who never
came back. hui. ws give oar HANDS III
deepest reverence tn those :'llo olu
cone back. 70 you among us n"": ana
for every blow they struck YOU We give
you glory: 70: every wound tI1es '!!"'s
we give YOU love: and upon Hoar 0ireo
heads we place the crowns OF victory.
wowtN'S LONE.
wonlan.S love is the tenderest
rhinr on earth and the most wonder
ful 1t crowns YOU like diadem: it
shines on you like a star. GOO pity
the man who has never seen the smile
of the woman he loves" \ blind man
said: Just 10 see you, and then go
blind again. Once there was gal
liant old Confederate soldier. who had
starved to death in prison. He had
not seen his beloved for two years.
He was dying in that prison. and they
told him, if he could live to get home
be might go. In sight OF the old home
she came out to meet him. and their
two boys were az her side. "Oh. am
at home and well again. well 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 tne
conoueror'S own throne, and proclaim
ing that there be earthly loves which
build their temple on the stormy
brow uf dissolution itself.
Daughters of South Carolina, for
opr fathers Sakes we should love and
honor these old men. My father
fovghc beneath the Confederate flag.
And though without that glo:v to
crosn his dear head. | would love and
honor him above all men: still, with
that heritage he gives me he must
needs be a thousand fold greater 70 nie.
And there is one regret concerning the
men we may love and marry-taey
cannot be Confederate soldiers. | had
rather be a woman than man. What
woman would net. if she could be
southern woman and be loved by
southern men: But there is a time l
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 Ic 60 down to their death, or
stood by Forrest, when the great
cavalry leader Of the Confsderacy laid
down his sword long enough to melt
his iron soul in sorrow" | would have
been at the front near Nashville,
when from tie second day Of thas
freezing December until the sixteenth,
Hoods remnant OF al army stood and
fired and froZe and when that STUB
born freezing. dying retreat that end
ed the war and buried the tags of the
LOST Cause in the soil Of their BIRTH.
THIS SOIL Is HALLOWED.
You young men in whose veins beat
the blood OF those heroes, uncover
vour heads for the lan6-in which you
live is holy, hallowed by the blood OF
your fathers. purified BY the tears OF
your mothers. for every drop Of blood
a southern soldier sp lied mingled with
Il tear a southern woman shed and
sprang up into the lilies Of Memory
that shall blossom through the ages.
| would know each one of you. when
| meet you. We. your sons. and
daughters. Shou,d know you that we
may do you reverence, for the man who
does not lift his hat. or the woman
WHO does not box her head when she
meets one Of you is not worth OF the
name Of Southerner.
II I could write, l would write for
you the finest poem ever penned. /
would tell how men starved and died
with sob in their breast for their
dear ones and the light Of battle shin
ing on their piuched faces.
I would tell how JonhSnn and For
rest and Cobb and Gordon and Hamp-
ton fought and prayed; I would tell
how the women went through agonies
that 10 man knew and opened not
their lips l would tell all this-and |
world tell something more. I would
tell how the private fought; how he
lay all night in the muddy fields; be
fell 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 at the hands of brutal mer;
he did all this, I tell you, and 30 man
gave helping hand, sometimes be-
cause no man could. But now we can
and the men who loved and lived for
US we will stand by even unto death.
Someone said that the south did not
hate the north, and pray Coo 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 chiyalry and stood by her
northern brethren TIL the bitter end,
But when the time came for her to
stand up for herself, brave and bright
and beautiful as the warrior-maiden
of centuries ago---thank God, she
did it,
HE TOUCHED TIE KEYNOTE.
From among you one has been call
ed by his Captain over the rivera
grand old hero has left vOu-the light
of heaven shining on his Silvery hair
and smiling back from his tired lips.
he touched the keynote Of South Car
ulina and all the land vibrated with
the mighty music. But the music has
ceased. the great chord is lost and
Only in Heaven shall we bear that
grand amen.
go Glory, and forever guard
Our chieftian:s hallowed dust,
And Honor. keep eternal ward,
\ nd Fame he this thy 1rllSt -