The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-02-22
.FINESPEECH
OF CAMERON
His Eloquent Address In Pre-
senting Picture Of Kemper.
HE WAS misunderstood
Not Glad the War Ended asit Did, and
Remarks of Lee and Hunton Had
Reference to Another Incident,
Not to Him.

The Ttmes-Dispatch prints below the
full text Of the address made by ex-Gov-
ernor William E. Cameron Friday night
in presenting the portait OF Governor
Kemper to Lee Camp. This is done for
two reasons: The speech was one of the
most notable Of very notable occasion,
and an erroneous construction was placed
by some OF those present upon certain
patriotic utterances of the distinguished
Ex-Governor and associated these with
remarks made later in the evening by
Generals Lee and Hunton.
The speech of Colonel Cameron was pa.
triotic throughout, and he did not say tha,
he was glad the war ended as it did
The trend Of his speech was entirely tc
the contrary, and the remarks Of Gen
erals Lee and Hunton were in full &C.
cord with him. and were based, it Is
understood. upon another recent episode
to which no direct reference was made
The occasion was love-feast, mos
delightful one In every respect, and Il
Is regretted that there should have beer
the slightest misunderstanding to maj
in the least what to all who were present
Will ever be pleasant memory.
COL. CAMERON'S SPEECH.
Colonel Cameron said:
For nearly half century the moons
In heaven have waxed and waned, and
the tides of ocean. obedient to their sway.
have flowed and ebbed. since you. my
comrades. were giving the devotion and
service of warm young hearts to a coun-
try which has no place among the nations
now-which has no name, except In his
tory, and which has been blotted out
from the atlas of the world.
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countrygis; but further still from the carls
ing cares and selfish ambitions of our
present lives.
| "But SO embalmed In the inmost caskets
OF our souls, with the most precious spices
from memory's storehouse. is all that we
| hoped for, joyed in, wept over and SUI
fered there-that. often still, all idle word,
the odor of some simple woodland flower
drifted to us on the ntful wind, a pass
Ing strain or martial muslc--or. rs to-
night the pathetic suggestion from elo-
quent canvas of ees which wore once
our guiding stars In battle-will strike
from our minds the shackles Of the pres
ent and the real; and 10! we stand again
In Dlxies land-and the war Is young
touching elbow With us In the full ranks
arc those dear comrades We long had
mourned as dead, and the flag Is nying
high on land and sea-and faith Is stead.
fast and hope Is radiant; for, IN the mercy
OF God. the smoke Of initial victories vel
hangs as Veil between our vision and
the wrath that is to come!
Ihat was aNcountry of stately homes
Well-guarded Gresides, of smiling fields
Of generous harvests. 1t was country
Where manly honor and womanly virtue
walked hand In hand with cultured minds
and social graces, where hospitality was
the instinct and the law In mansion and
IN cottage; where wealth shed bounty as
the skies drop dew; where unobtrusiye
piety was the guide of gentle lives; where
Justice dealt with even scales: where the
standards OF public life were lofty apd