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still bad laurels wherewith to be
deck the brows of her sons. But
be feIl-fell in the floodtide Of bis
: years, and 'his is the place in the
warriors heaven" So far as the
! moral is concerned it matters but
little. He proved his right BY
power and might to stand with the
great of all ages and all countries,
and from the silent grave on the
green hillside at Lexington there
comes to Us the lesson of hew a
man should live and how a man
should die.
! | said awhile ago that he typi-
fed many of the best virtues of
the Southland, that he is insepara-
! BILE from them and cannot be stud
led from them. How secure then
is his fame! That man may we'll
be called great who in his person
typifes one virtue of our native
cline; how mighty, then, is he who
comprehends many! For the South
is great great in tradition and
history and effort and achievement
and love. Every aspect of her en-
vironment is rich in material for
song and story aud her tale unem-
belIished isa sublime epic.
| love to think of what my
Southland has been. Across her
the lights and the shadows have
played; she has tasted often the
rich, ruby wine of JOY and drunk
deep at the fountain of sorrow; in
the beautiful wreath that crowns
her beautiful. brow are twined the
laurel and the cypress.
Her sons rocked the cradle of
infant liberty; they shed their
blood in the revolution that man.
kind might be free. When dark
despair lowered over the baby re-
public her hardy men climbed the
heights of Kings mountain and
there on the borderland of civiliza-
ton fought the battle, which, in
connection with the victory at
Saratoga, changed the course of
the history of humankind. Her
soil was the deathbed of tyranny
when CORVALLIS surrendered at
Yorktown. When military genius
had paid the price and purchased
the treasure her great civil heroes
turned abstract liberty into con-
crete form, gave to freedom a
local habitation and a name, and |
the spirit Of her people has been
woven into the fabric of that re-
public and has made it great and
brave and strong and freel Her
soldiers at New Orleans covered
the land with glory that CLEANS
through the drifted mists of the
drifting years with a splendor as
of the MONDAY. She furnished
the blood and iron that carved the
republic of Texas from the wilder
ness; gave her sons to be broken
upon the wheel of war that the
flag of the single star might float
free in the heavens; the thirsty
Texas sands drank the blood of
her heroes and liberty blossomed
where they fell; and then the hosts
of her people crossed that rolling
river which sings its way to the
shimmering, sunlit, summer sea
and claimed the wild and con
quered the wastes, planting there
the seeds of her civilization and
her eternal splendor.
When the genius of the South
land turned itself to Industrial de-
velopment the white cotton -four
ished on the plain, the green corn
trembled in the valley, the bearded
grain caught to its heart the glory
and the gold of the noontide sun
and waved in beauty above the
soil, beautiful temples we're build
ed, magnificent cities were found
ed, splendid institutions of learn
ing were erected to shed their light
upon civilization and illumine the
of mankind, and happy
homes we're planned and painted
around which cluster the roses of
purity and love, where virtue and
refinement thrive and bravery and
beauty are bred.
And then at last, when the hour
came for battle-in her own behalf,
her sons strong and mighty came
to the front and exult-
ingly wrote their names upon the
lists Of her armies; out from the
cities, up from the valleys, from
the palace and from the howell they
came, the feet beating rhythmic
time to the patriotism that swelled ,
within them. The proud mansion
which stood on the hilltop over /
the broad acres of its own ,
ers gave forth its young manhood, I
the pride of its magnifcence, and I
,ut from tha humhla home ruetv I