The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-04-28
The News of Selma
quiet April day.

quiet April day.
 public acknowledgment of gratitude to, our loved, and ever remembered- faithful, loyal. heroic dead.
 assembled today. They paved the way effNsetivsly Not fay than rg prophet ass or priest
 day be celebrated--but for our own o Thsy passep They sS1oe & as the lofty epitaphs on the mighty mon- uments which we erect to their mem rel wreaths which we deposit on their tombs. All the blaze of glory with which We now surround their names fire in which they had to suffer for We today remember them. Not for work is done. ours scarce begun.
 The words which Bishop Latimer addressed to Ridley-his co-sufferer at
 fsgots Shen We sGrih sRs tSs inS daS .lgnt such candIe-by Gods grace. asva as bgeS trust tIg3IIad 5ha never be put out The lights our noble heroes have the principles for which they fought, and our @ blessing oa Not 'G in '9sr Han hors havs they toiled. Not in vain have they suIte Not they, but we need such and stimulus.
 We need it to learn the lesson of daring and suffering for truths sake. graves green and their memory fresh, that we ourselves-inspired by their example, might learn tc live for oth- CTS, and to suffer for others.
 gpringtime and look look upon me nature als0ia in fFpGhnnSG of twa oil zx. traction of her lovelfness, and listen to the hills and valleys vocal with sounds sweet and low, or view the pet at his feet, or list with bated breath and whispered humbleness" to fae se music mIslS of Pfs ri and riDeE and not and flower shall come again and again for untold ages.
 Even so do we feel elated. at the knowledge-that heroes like Lee. and martyrs like StonewalI Jackson-the double star in the galaxy of American hstory-lived not only for their own. but for all times. That to the remotestS generation their names will live and not depart from the lips of men.
 These occasions deserve our most de- voted attention. They come to us across the stretch of years like soft music, heart touching. soul moving.
 Few are there, who have not been moved by the sight of our heroic sol diers, as with muffled drums. and ElueS luNeTLeu lnSy nave entered the city of the dead on bright April day. and a moments reflection has brought vividly before their mind a picture, the horrors of house divided against it. self, and also to their lips a prayer that there may. be one heart. one hand, one flag, one land, one nation ever more.
 There Is need in this grasping, in tensely selfish age of ours, of day like of sordid self interest Into the high plane of self sacrificing heroism. Of undying devotion to right. truth and duty.
 There is a need of day like this to point out to us the debt of gratitude we owe to those heroes and martyrs. who sowed that we might reap, who wept that we might rejoice. who bled in bondage that we might be free, who died that we might live.
 Civilization had need of the sword before it could make use of the pen. could employ the men of right. It needed the horrors of war before 1t could lead in the beauties and bles- sings of peace It needed the seeds the peace diffusing flowers of humani- ty. The young and struggling Ameri- can colonies had to take up arms against their mighty enemy across the at Brandywlne and defeat at George town and difficulties at Valley Forge. before the colonies could enjoy the right of self-government, before liberty could shine as central and proudest gem In fair CoIumbia's diadem.
 Heroes of deathless memory had to consecrate with their hearts blood the fields of Shiloh, Malvern Hill, Antietam, Gettysburg, the Wilderness and Peters burg, and five hundred thousand other valiant soldiers had to sink into un- timely graves, and thousands of others had to pine ip dungeons or suffer agonies fin hospitals to teach the world the lesson that citizens and nations have not only duties. but also rights which even sovereigns and leaders must respect, and which they can trample upon only at the peril of their lives.
 Friends, we are assembled here this afternoon to decorate with spring flowers the graves of our safnted. heroic dead. To my mind we are also here to say to you Confederate Veter- ans you are not. you never will be forgotten. We would place upon your heads the flowers of affection of love,
 Gentlemen of Camp Jones. No. s17,