The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-04-29

hetufnS dRbln lHlS ADili htlNs Made sacred now and set apart
 For honorng those who wore the gray. Who swept with giant strides apaee
 Through fields of blood and battle flame And left a glorious record bright To gild the utmost heights of fame. What tho their many victories won
 Were lost at last in grim defeat? The records of their deeds sublime
 Survive for us in memory sweet Yes. tho their flag lies fnrled from sight
 Their gallant swords now turned to rust. Thank God, the truth we but proclaim
 When we assert their cause was just. No matter that the llghtnlngs might
 May crush your temple to the sod, And burn it's sacred altars down,
 Know this for all the living God Permits such things but to confound
 The wisdom that would probe His will, And while we mourn our fallen flag
 We must remain submissive still. Yes He the great Jehovah wise,
 Who adore all things for the best, May have but let our banner fall
 Our loyalty to race to test.
 And passed us through the flames of war
 To weld anew the binding chain Of this our union great and strong
 That 1t might ne'er be rent In twain But view that matter as we may This much we know, our comrades true,
 Were instruments in hands of God.
 As were the men who wore the blue. Tn shaping out that destiny
 Which God has for this country plann q To be for aye the brightest star In galaxy of nations grand.
 Nor will the great chivalric heart Of this our Southland ever true Withhold the tribute of respect
 To graves of those who wore the blue. For thev, too, were Americans And whether wrong or whether right The Auroras of eternal fame Their northern skies will ever light. But high above and over all | Where Glory guards her proudest shrine.
 Where gods prostrate in worship fall 1 And stars of fame resplendent shine, Go read you there the brightest names
 of all earth's lustrous heroes grand And you will but there read the roll 1 Of heroes of this southern land. | First see yon God-set polar star
 Eternal type of constancy, Unchanging. fixed. forever true. | As God would have mems conscience be. And grand old Davis star of fame. Scarce less resplendent in it's glow For faithful constancy and truth l Will shine while earth shall roll below. 1 And when on Heavens glittering dome | I cast my ever wistful gaze. Where worlds on worlds resplendent roll And stellar consultations blaze. l Another orb of light I see. I Bright shining Mars with flaming stole l And view the source whence came the fire | That blazed in stonewall Jackson's soul. | old Neptune. too. there behold | Sailing through sea of light Proud admiral of astral fleets, l ne redvenlv constellations bright;
 Ond Oh I feel my soul expand with nrlde as memory wakes again i Recalling deeds heroic, grand. When semmes was king and ruled tue
 main.
 And see in vaulted dome of night | The star gemmed wondrous Milky Way, A heavenly type and simile. 1 Of legons in Confederate Gray. Which formed glorious martial line 1 Across the southern border zone, Tho grandest army in its day
 That this old world has ever known. |
 1 And could I now from heavens dome 1 A bright star puck for every name or those who meath the stars and bars | Proved worthy of immortal fame. l A hundred thousand I would grasp | Of heavens most resplendent lights To place upon the hallowed tombs or those who died for southern rights