The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1904-10-30
would roll out some old plantation

FROM u nearby camp IRE 10 INC Hc-
compartment OF II jingllng banjo, tenor
would ring otlt the refrain
90 Callne! o. Callne!
You can't dance the bce-linc:
Old Aunt Jinlina, poor old SOUL
Sometimes the soldier was stirred by
deep feeling, and then he would wake
the echoes of the ne!ghboring woods and
send them cnreenng over tho distant
hills in "lIome Sweet, Home" or MY
Old Kentucky Home" Good Night
pretty story Is told the Crimean war.
war, that war where into the valley Of
death rode the six hundred"
One evening while ille trenches before
Sevastopal we're filled with tho allied
armies, away UP tho long service lines.
one strong. sweet voice hegnn:
"MoXwelton braces are bouncy,
Where early fa's the dew,
And twas there that Annie Laurie,
Gled me her promise true"
The STARS shone down on tho be-
leaguered fortress, ana the field Of ruin
ana wreck and death, md then voice
after voice swelled tho grand dtapason
OF Scottish life and love; and the French
allies understood not the words, but their
warm, Gallo hearts thrilled to the
melody, and they Joined III the chorus,
ana. the swarthy Cossncks, stealing up TO
murder, stopped to ltsten-and for Just
that little space the white wing OF peace
brushed aside tho dark pinion OF war,
The Southern soldier, brave frce-heart-
"a. who made joke OF life after It had
become one unbroken tragedy. wns no re-
xpecter of persons. TO him Lee WAS
"Ainrse Robert, whom he would have
liked to take in his brawny arms; lead
Ell TO follow with a song and n cheer, TO
the death How tender lie was Of this
beloved leader, as was shown n5Athat
wearsome march over the red hills OF
Virginia on a hot summer day, when Leg
leaving the head OF the line sought the.
shade of a large tree by the. roadside, and
dismounted, seating himself at its foot
and bearing his brow to the breeze, sent
like soothing messenger from the COOL
moist covert Of the neighboring woods
The boom Of the itdistnnt gun that the
Zoe was sullenly firing" fell on his ear
in muffled tone; the dali rumble OF ar
illary, the tramp of infantry. wooed
tired brain and body to repose; the gray
head bent lower and lower and Lee
3nodded-for we are told that sometimes
even Homer nods.'' The soldiers caught
the picture with tender smile anu MOST MOST
ene7 eye; and. with backward wave OF
the hand In caution to those coming be-
hind, stole softly by: "Marse Robert 1t
was asleep!
How terrible, too, was this ragged fell
low with his i!ngling banjo and his 1al-
Ter Rose OF Texas That I'm a-GWine ter
Seer as at the Wilderness. when Lee
rode calmly to- the front to, lead the
charge, and sat his horse "Iraveler"
while 6eath stalked. Titan-like, ahenc.
There was breathless pause. mo-
ment's hush; then rush to the bride
rein: "Well charge into he'll, but Lee 10
tho rpari n cf, to the reaf!'s $3.50 &. ~ i
!. And so lie weht ON, stagsering-yes,
'staggering--from sickness, privation ana
hunger: fighting, weakly and blindly. bu
lighting always, Ike pugliist ~ the last
bloody rounds Of II ring, down 10 the
futcful Appomattox of April ., 1860. Just
as, taking an orange. you SUCK from iss
rind the fruit and juice, and throw aslda
the worthless. empty musk, SO the SOUL
ern soldier had fought the Confcderac%
dry--no money no credit, no munitions
Of war, no supplies, no crops In the fields,
co,.ps smaller than divisions. divisions
smaller than brigaties brigadcs smaller
than regiments, regiments smaller than
companies; companies. 4 ragged oitceF
and onc or two raggeder men--and the
land beloved with graves The southern
soldier had done all that mortal man
could do, and he had failed. He rubbed
bis shabby sleeve across his gaunt cheek
rs his peerless leader, from bursting
heart. said. with the simplicity OF true
rreutnrgs: Goodbye, boys; ] did the best
could for von.' That was the end OF
1t all ,e.- 49,,
Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington city,
the most splendid thoroughfare OF the
most magnificent capital Of the modern
world. marched the returning arrnNes OF
The I7ederal government Trwnpets
Il IN. 4
hayonets gittered and flags waved.
There rode the silent Grant, the grim
sherman, the courtly Meade, and Han
cock, the superb. Under trumphai
arches, amid the fragrance and bright
colors Of garland and wreath, their way
graced by the ambassadors and diplomats
OF foreign courts, and the wives and
daughters of senator's. Cabinet ministers
and other nagpate5, and their ears sa-
I lutcd by the glad acclaim OF thousands.
swung along these pcterais Of vlctpri-
ous host.
History shall tell--so long as the pen
recofds the worlds events ard the
achievements Of men--tfe return u an-
4 other army no tribute Of aduIat!1n
! spannad It's line OF march no Lowers
ptreyYel liz pathRay, 40 cheers and ban
nors hsra!ded lis coming II came oger
the red hills IN struggling squads. empty
handed without spp.is, Without q rophy
( from tho field, II Gang y toms and
villages brOodng IN tic Fiteaee ~ dcsn-
lAtlon where "Iacf+l rnoGTnfih fGr her
children, ana retnssit 10 he coniiortcd
because they are Hot7 Whers ne fax
tories were gteat - Wing IN fa!nss whete
4 ,hr fields Ia ylaiio@. an Gtie lanyard
was bare.
i5pt this rprqasfs3 mar;sm n1as ~ tho
warm iertHG igs& go at3g 4fFa3 cGHs---