The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1908-04-13
CAPTAIN w. M. HAMMOND.
A Tribute to a North CaroIinaian
Who Was HOnored In Georgia.
Hts Adopted State.

Inc 16lloWlng trIOute TO a
former North Carolinian was
sent to US by a subscriber
in Georgia with the request that
it be reproduced in The Robe
sonian. Some % Captain Ham
mond's relatives live in Robeson
ounty.-Editor's Note.
Re. Alex W Be-ler in The slanta Journal
Capt. W. NJ. Hammond is dead
He passed away at his home here
early last Sunday MOI ming. In
his deathThomasville loses one of
her foremost citizens, Georgia one
of her most brilliant lawyer.
and the South one of her most
devoted sons.
He was a native of North Caro-
lina-that cradle in which so
many distinguished Georgians
have been rocked-and while he
was degoted to his beautiful
south Georgia home he never
forgot the hill country where his
kindred slept. Following a re-
quest written some time ago and
found among his papers after his
death, his body was aiken back
to the Old North State to sleep
within its soil close to the sacred
dust Of his father and mother
buried there long years ago.
Capt. Hammond was wonder
fully blessed with a bright mind,
but he did not let that keep him
from life of great activity. Il
deed, he was a tireless worker
almost up to theday of his death.
At an early age he entered tne
| University of North Carolina and
realizing that there is no roya
road toleaIning, he buckled dow
to hard study and was rewarded
| by winning the first honor in his
class. receiving the highest mari
| that had heen won by any of the
| scholars of that famous institu
tion up to that time. The habit
of application acquired at college
never deserted him. 1t clung tt
him through life and enabled
him to grapple with difficult
problems, to find solutions where
less active men would have fallel
back in failure. He stored his
mind With the best thoughts O.
the great writer's and was thus
enabled to converse with east
and beauty upon any subject and
to speak with great power before
judge or jury, from the hustings
or from the platform, and in al
these relations he shoue as a stal
of the first magnitude. His elo
quence was persuasive; his logic
convincing, his satire when occa
sion called it forth was as keer
as the thrust of a rapier, his sen
tences were as stately as the fioV
of mighty river and b.!
imagery was as glowing as tn,
sunset skies of his Southern
home.
Capt. Hammond was an old
fashioned ante bellum gen
tleman. He carried abou
with him at all times tha
beautiful grace, courtesy
that was so common before tn
war, but that is so rare in thi
rushing age in which the major
ity of men, if they have eve
learned how. have forgotten t
be, polite. He despised all little
ness, and anything that smacke
of bigotry he could not tolerate
He was a student of human III
ture and his heart was filed wit
a sympathy for all classes
men. think l have never see
a man with as many men fro
different walks of life to call hi
friend. Wien his dead bod
robed for it's lass resting plac
was laid out in his beautif
home, I watched with swellir
heart the stream of peop
who came to pay their last tri
ute of love and respect to a N
whom they had claimed as
friend in life.
Upon the porch and within t
I house, sorrow written on the
- faces. stood lawyers and preac
ers, tradesmen and farmer
~ Poor men, clad in hum ble <;
!, ments, stood side by side vi
men whose wealth ran up il
the million, all grieving for t
- man who had been their friend
His love for the South and
the Confederacy was true a
. strong and yet there was no /
terness in his heart for th
He Got What He Needed.