The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1905-08-02
Stonewall Jacksoa's Way.

John Wlll1amSGn Palmer was IOrn
In MARYLAND April 4, 1925, was gradu.
ated at the university Of Mary land
in 1847, studied medicine In Balti-
more, YVES the first city physician Of
San Francisco, was surgeon Of an East
India company steamer during Bur-.
nese var, Confederate war correspond
mt OF the New York Trtbune 1863.64.
The following ballad was written at
Oakland, Nd, S*pt. II, 1862, while
the h-t,le Of Antietam vas in prog
reSs. He has written several poems,
collected folk songs, written a treatise
on cholera, and book on the beau
ties and curiosities Of engraving. He
lives in Baltimore.
General Jackson, the subject ct this
ballad, was called S'Stonewan': be-
cause General Bee at the battle OF.
Bull Bun said, pointing to Jackson,
There stands Jackson like a tone
wall" he was graduated from West
Point in 1846, and had for one OF his
classmates General Mcclellan. IN the
Mexican war he became rells ious,
and had many long talks with Gre 4o-
man Catholic archbishop OF M xdco.
In 1S49 he was received into the Pro
testant Episcopal church, ard at once
began Christian labor among tie ne
groes. BE Gid not drink intoxicating
liquors, saying he was more afraid Of
the wine cup than he was OF Feceral
bullets. According to h1s wido 2 his
feelings were strongly for the Union,
but at the same time was a firm states
rights man. he was aocidec tally
killed by his own men at the battle Of
Charlottesville. AS soldier his
skill and daring f1oth in offensive and
defensive warfare, can hardly be over
praised.
Come stack arms, men! pile cn the.
rails;
Stir up the campfire bright!
No growing if the canteen fails:
Well make roaring night.
Here Shenandoah braWls along,
There burly Blue Ridge echoes strong.
70 swell the Brigade's rousing sol G,
Of SUoneWall Jsckson's Way.
We see him ncw-the queer slouched
hat,
Cooked o'er his eye askew;
The shrewd dry smile; the speech so
pat,
So calm, 50 blunt, so true.
The ''Blue-light Elder" knows 'em
well:
Says he, sThat's Banks; he's fond of
Lord save his soul! we'll give him -
Well,
That's stonewaE Jackson's Way.
Silence! Ground arms! Kneel all!
Caps off!
Old MaTster's going to pray.
Strangle the fool that dares to scoff:
Attention! it's his way.
Appealing from his native sod,
In lorna pauperis to God,
"Lay bare Thine arm! Stretch forth
Thy rod;
Amen!"-That's stonewall's Way.
He's in the saddle now. Fall in!
Steady! the whole Brigade.
Hill's at at the ford, cut off; we'll win :.
His way out, ball and blade.
What matter if our shoes are worn?
What matter if our f. ct are torn?
Qulck.step! we're with him blfore
morn.
That's Stonewall Jackson's Way.
The suns bright lances rout the
miStS
OF morning; and-by Geoge!
Heres Lopgstreet, struggling in the
lists,
Hemmed in an ugly gorge.
Pope and his Observation-Disclosures be-
fore
'Bayonets and grape!" hear Stonewall
roar
Charge, Stuart. Pay of Ashby's score,
In Stonewall Jackson's way.
Ah, Maiden! wait and watch and
yearn
For news of StonewaI's band.
All, widow! read with eyes that burn,
That ring upon thy hand.
IN, wife! sew on, pray on, hope on!
Thy life shall not be all forlorn.
The foe had better ne'er been born,
That gets in StOneWall'S way.
Garibaldi's Funeral Directions.
1t is generally known that Garibsldi