The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-09-09

Treasurer, Mrs. ThoS. w. Palmer Onl- versity Postofiice. Ala.
 Historian. Mrs. Harvey E. Jones. Spring: Hill.
 Histerfcai Committee Alabama Division
 U. D. E.
 Mrs. Harvey F.. Jones. Spring HilL
 Mrs. E. R. Ross. Auburn.
 Mrs. Electra semmes colston. Mo- tjle. ss
 Mrs. NJ. ". Camper, Florence.
 Miss Eliza Bullock. Montgomery.
 Mrs. A L. Dow dell. orelilSa- Mrs. Ralph Saunders, Athens
 Mrs. c. A. Lanler. Montgomery. Falkner Soldier Home Hospital Relief
 Committee.
 Mrs. William A. Gayle. Montgomery.
 Mrs. J. A. Kirkpatrick. Montgomery.
 Miss Addie Beaumont. Union Springs.
 Mrs. Franklin H. Elmore. Secretary, Mountain Creek.
 The following article is one of the papers contributed by the Sophie Bibb Chapter of Montgomery in May last It was sent by the State Historian to The Advertiser in due course of mail; through some misadventure not pup lished, but returned to Historian In batch of published papers few days since. The editor regrets the delay in publication of this paper: An old War Scrap Book. The old scrap book I am going to tell you about, was begun by young rebel" girl. as she would have called herself, in the popular languase of that day, in the early part of 1860, and continued on until we'll into the seventies. The clippings. embracing as they do. the stormiest periods or the war and reconstruction. throw some curious side lights on the his- tory of the times.
 Especially significant as an index of the popular feeling, arc the old war poems, culled from the press as they appeared day by day. the spon- taneous outpourings of the heart of a nation giving itself utterance in verse, often crude and imperfect in form, but always sincere and always finding a warm response in the heart of the nearer for the sake of the sem timent embodied. It is not, however, with the literary merit of these old songs of the South that we are now concerned, though many of them de- serve to rank with the best martial poetry of any nation, but with the spirit that inspired them. The psy- chology of the Southern people during
  as clearly as their political and mill itary history in the general orders and official records of tho day. The defiant confident tone tl ! pervades the lyrics of 1860 and 1861, reflects faithfully the confidence and determi- nation with the the Southern people who went into the war.
 need not quote here any of the poems that have been preserved in the various collections of Southern war songs now extant, but there are some forgotten lyrics in the curious miscellany before me that possess an interest which entities them to be res- cued from oblivion. Notable among these is an anonymous ode published In the early part of 1881, and in- spired by a remark of Mir. Lincoln's, when in alluding to the disorders" in the South, he uses the words Tt may be necessary to put the foot down firmly" It Is remarkable among the exultant and sometimes, even flippant- ly exurberant utterances of the time, for the serious view 1t takes of the coming conflict. I have never seen reprint of it. though 1t possesses un- usual poetic merit, and well deserves of the time. There are fourteen stan gas in all, too many to be given in full here. but a few of the opening lines, given below, will serve as a specimen of the whole:
 The legion is arming for battle,
 The charger Is hot for the fray; The thunders of musketry rattle.
 Ton eagle shall feast on the prey; The corselets like diamonds are gleam-
 ing,
 The standard of blood Is unfurled; Yes. put the foot down, MT. Lincoln,
 And trample them out of the world. The stars in their courses are silent.
 The willows in agony weep; The wind oer the wave murmurs
 Where the ashes of Washington The cypress is shaken with horror,
 t The glory Sot of morning SGnI Is fIrie1;
 And trample them out of the W world.
 After more than fifty lines in this to each of the seven Southern States that had then seeded Here is one % Alabama:
 Soft is they name. Alabama.
 And soft is they flower laden gale; As it breathes over ruSttin3 woodlands
 And soft is thy flower laden gale; Like wonder stricken wild fowl.
 With bleeding pinion furlea, Thy glory is soon to be smitten
 And trampled out of the world.
 The last stanza closes in burst ot martial defiance;
 From .thS, thy, glad fertile plain. Missis-
 Where cotton is picked by the The pean ascended to heaven,
 Of liberty won by the brave. As a sound of tumultuous waters,
 Comes the din of the camp and the
 roar
 Of voices that rise on the tempest.
 Shouting. wen be slaves never
 more"
 After the first battle of Manassas. forth in storm of triumphant dithy- of which a bright satiric poem, published in The Richmond Whig a few days after the battle. is one of the best specimens. It is modelled af- ter Southley's March to Moscow" and Is in every respect quito the equal of the original. It is too long to reprint here as a whole, but the first and last stanzas will give an Ideas of its spirit
 On To Richmond. Major General Scott.
 An order hat got
 To push on the column to Richmond; For loudlv went forth From all parts of the North The cry that an end of the war must
 be made
 In time for the regular yearly fall Mir. Greedy spoke freely about the de- The Yankees ''fu hum" ware aiI hot