Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1911-09-06
tality has been busy arranging
homes for the delegates that will
be sent from the various churches
to represent these two organizations
a Tribute to Capt. J. c. VII
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la Tribute to Capt. J. c. Ma-
Hams.
Editor Advertiser: 1t has been
said that the living should deal ten
derly with, the dead. It has also
Ibeen said that if the flowers. which
decorate the graves ofsour dead had
been strewn along their pathway in
Life, and the kind words. in marble
epitaphs had been spoken to them
| while living it might have been bet
ter for the dead. Be it as it may, ]
come this morning to contribute a
few lines to my departed friend,
Capt, J. g. Williams, who died at
the home Of his brother, Mr.. g. IN.
Williams, August flst, 1911. Had
The lived until the 7th sof Au-
Egust he would have freac he'd his
eighty-second mile post. &
When thetocsin oftwar was first
sounded in the sixties he Wasson OF
| the first to- leave the plOW In the
lfurrow, and in the bud and flower
| of young manhood, laid his all up7
on the altar Of the south that he
Iloyed SO we'll. he volunteered in
company g., 7ths South Carolina
regiment, and nobly followed his
mighty chieftain, Gen. r.. E. Lee,
from Manassas to sAppomattox,
breasting the blazing guns on many
a bloody field of battle, and he was
lone of the number who imprinted
ON the cold pittiless stones at the
Wilderness in letters of blood his
chivalry and his courage. 4A braver
soldier never faced the fire and
Ismoke of battle. The gray headed
Isurvivors cf the 18th South Carolina
regiment will uphold this state
ilnent. From the ranks of . private
fhe adyMded to the distinct ction Of
fCaptait, Iliwar he was as. brave as
Caesar, in peace as gentle as Ruth.
| lHis was the genial type efs f true
hearted friend dship that ueyers fades
lfrom the memory of those who have
enjoyed it. Words seem too com
lmon-p place to express an estimate of
lthis.quiet true gentle lenan. He was
as modest and gentle ID life asS q
woman, as pure in thougl lt as avil$
|gii1 and AS loysI to truth as the
fneedle to the pole. HI heart was as
tender as child's to the great ap-
peals to truth. AS a public officer
be was capable, jealous and con-
scientious, always serving the best
interest of the people. His devotion
to his brother and his family was
beautiful, and his love for his
friends was sincere.
Capt. Williams and myself were
members of the same company, and
never knew braver man in battle.
He was my ideal of a soldier and a
citizen, a man with a warm heart,
clean hands and clean lips, never
demonstrative, but true to his con-
victions, and faithful in his rsla-
tions, His convictions were based up
on the high standard of truth, hon
esty and virtue.
May his mantle fall upon some
one who will as worthily wear it.
His life is an open book that can be
known and read of all men. May
the abounding grace of God sus-
tain the loved ones left behind. A
good man has gone to his reward
and we will ever cherish his mem
ory. He was a gentleman of rare,
quick sympathy, faithful large
hearted friend with a fund of varied
knowledge.
To live well, die well and leave
the wealth of an untarnished name
to those who linger behind is q
grand consummation. He had not
only played long at the game of
life, but he had played fair. Hence
death to him was robbed of its
sting. hardly think that there VIZ 3
a man in the 7th regiment who die
more real hard service, and fought
in more battles than he, up to the
battle of the Wilderness, where he
was severely wounded through both
thighs completely disabling him for
long time. These bullet scars he
carried with him to the grave,
which are letters of nobility.
Farewell my good friend;
From afar I salute you,
Who still live in my heart,
Who still inspire my life.
Did I say he was dead?
There is no death, the stars 60
down
To shine upon some fairer shore;
And bright in heavens jeweled
crown
They shine forever more.
There is no death, an angel form
Walks DER this earth with silent
tread,
He bears our best loved ones
away,
And then we call them dead?