The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1906-2016, 1913-08-09

IL were waste OF time ana Spdc
to consider the remarks of a monde
script like Mansfield
But there are others who occasion
ally initiate him and vent spleen G
his kind
Their ords are empty and the
meek the air which receives them
They are an extinct species, which
our country has long since spewe'
from its throat.
When they impugn or attack thC
Southern soldier, they reveal theil
own littleness.
They should know that whenever
the Southern soldier is mentioned
the mind is at once elevated to tho
contemplation Of deeds of valol
worthy Of any chivalric age of an
Client or modern warfare.
They should know that the proto
type of the Southern soldier may per
haps be found in the dashing Chusa
der knight, battling around the gray
walls of Jerusalem, that he might
kneel at the tomb of his Redeemer.
They should know that in any Old
Southern home, you may penetrate t.
the most secret recess and find a roll
of battle worn bunting. With tender
and reyerential hand you may unfold
1t before your gaze. Upon that ban
ner a blood red cross appears. Under
that banner were enacted greater in
stances Of heroism and greater ex-
PLOTS of patriotism than were ever re
corded under any one flag since the
world began. Wherever it has un
furled, from Pennsylvania to Texas,
ii Witnessed American sacrifice and
American ;alor. For that banner
Robert e. Lee fought and Stonewall
Jackson died.
1t has been furled long since. but
thank God, not in dishonor, 1t was
seen few days ago at Gettysburg
not Haunted in defiance of wars re-
suits, but in honor of wars deathless
heroism. 1t is not the flag of this
or of any part of this country.
But it Is treasured as memory of
the men who bore it iAd who fought
under its folds-all of whom today
are, dead, examplars of the courage
that knows no death and, living, of a
loyalty and an unremit
ting reverance for that other flag
which has not yet been dipped in de-
feat--the flag of a reunited country
and of a conquering race.
We spurn such little creatures as
this Mansfield, who nurses somewhere
in his putrid breast seed of dissen-
sion and distrust We bid him
awaken to the newer day and the
newer destiny. Gods sunshine is up
on the land, and Gods peace is beam
ing like a bendiction upon tree and
leaf and bower. At Gettysburg, we
buried forever every last vestige OF
this means unholy feeling. At Gettys-
burg, we said to al! the world that
the stains of fracticidal blood had
been erased and that the flag of the
republic bore not one spot OF sect on
al an mostly. We had hoped that
this would SUPPRESS these miserable
outbt lsts of hate and discord. But
we still have them with us. What
shall we do with them? Do they not
after all, serve worthy purpose In
calling forth the stronger VOWS of fra
tefhlty ana IN The piedglng at the
altar of common country the higher
mths of citizenship?
Is there room in this glorious land
which stretches from sea to sea and
from border TO border, embracing
white, black and brown, for the puny
ofsprinG of narrow brain which
dwells forever in the darksome past?
Should we not regard all such as
enemies of the rep6blic and squeich
them as they arise? Should we not
say to Mansfield and his ilk that we
have not time In the grand chorus OF
American patriotism 70 hearken to his
yelp?
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