The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1917, 1914-05-29

rades; t..
No, higher compliment can come TO
any man than that of being accorded
the prfyHedgel and pleasure OF par
ticipating today in these sacred III
teresting exercises.
South CaRolina. cooling her prov
In the pure air of her lotty mountains,
and laving her feet in the warm wa
terB of the Atlantic, and utillaihg the
brains of her sons and daughters
will yet realize the dream OF her ma
terial greatness.
And the splendid people OF this
beautiful growing city Vi Anderson.
and of this historic ola county, teh
Us in unmistakRble tones that In
honoring the presence 0f confederate
soldiers here today, no soken OF es-
tcein can be too protuse, no marx OF
respect can be too emphatic, and no
rendition OF honor can be too con-
Spicious.
The hand upon the dial cannot be
seen as il moves, but it does move
nevertheless and 60 surely, as it
keeps mace with the circling sun, so
surely is tho fame and glory of these
Confederate Soldiers safe in the hands
of these .patriotic daughters of the
Confederacy.
kll good people respect and admire
South Carolina for her glorious men,
cries, her gallant sons and her fair
daughters. We love South Carolina
too. for her fertile fields, and Z. her
desolate battle SCARED old hills; we
love South Carolina for the rights
ahe has maintained, and for the suffer-
ing she has endured; we love ii5; Sc: Sc:
all of her brave men whose blood
stained almost every battle field, but
we love her best of all for the. sacred
dust she holds of General Wade
Hampton and thousands OF others
who su5ored and endured for -us.
ReYerfs TO Stirring Days.
Reverting today to that period in
your country's history when this fair
land was submerged in war and
bloodshed and recalling its dangers
and discom!orts, and it's tolls and its
trials, oftentime with naught in hayer-
sack save porched corn, we would
not, II we could, blot out one days
record from the memory. Over its
somber shadows fell then, and falls
now, that light that comes to every
heart In the path OF duty. There
cones, too, across the waste of years,
a tision of that knfghtly soldier,
SAMUEL NJ. Wilkes. adjutant OF the
att South Carolina Regiment. who
/ yfbided up his young and promising
life on the altar of his country In the
first battle OF Manassas. Methiifks
we see him now as he rode the lines
with the light of hattie nhis eyes and
the thunderous charge upon his lips.
He rode into our hearts, the ilnpar-
sonation Of chivalry, and he rides
there still. These cuff; buttons in MY
Guns. with the palmetto tree and the
coat of arms of South Carolina on
their face, are valued far beyond the
computation of dollars and cents be-
cause they are the buttons that werO
taken from the Confederate grey coat
worn by Adjutant Wilkes. His deeds
and virtues are being perpetuated and
sacrodly guarded by his worthy son.
Colonel Samuel w. Wilkes of Atlanta.
The body of Adjutant Wilkes was
buried in your cemetery here, and
rests today beside that OF his beloved
WIFE, one OF the sweetest and noblest
women l have ever known.
AS long as lookout Mountain rears
It's head above the bloody plains OF
Chickamauga like the Chimbarazo oi
the Andes, SO long will the sacrifices
of such men remain bright upon the
pages OF history. -'r ..rsf''sss
ConfedeFate Army Superior
The worlds histories fail to give
an account of any army under ans
general, on any field, that equals tht
Confederate Army. II was that army
whose first shot, fired at Fort Sum,
tor, In your State, In 1861. that echoed
at the throne OF royalty the world
over, and was muffled into frotdom's
song in every household where the op
pressor's heels was felt, and you, N!
comrades, who composed that army
you gave Manassas TO Bealirggard
you woYe the music OF the battle o
Seven Pines juto laurel wTeaths TO
Joseph e. Johnston, and you causes
the waters of the Chicamauga-
murmur eternally the name OF Brax
ton Bragg. It is beyond the FearI
o. either brush or chisel to redeem b
the Imagination such scenes and sue
men as shine forth in the history o
the $500 battles and ccfI.bats OF III
Southern war. and not until sons
lnoW-born Homer shall touch the haf
can mankind be penetrated byS i
sense of titoir heroic deeds, and the
ihfotie In the grand majestic Iqihih
trelBy. or epic song. y. z 4, = q
In my imag gihatiun have seen Ns
puieon putting down the mob
Paris; have seen him 1t the hea
Tor his army Ga italy; 4 have seeh hil
Ton tho Alps; Fiinsling the eagles {
France with the eagles os tlte cfiig
II have seen atm az Hlarehgo and Afsl
laEfalitz / have aeen him In the sisad
ow OF the pyrami6s, when he told al
soldiers forty cefiturles would loo
dotsn, lipon them; have seen liii
lcT9ssifig the bridge at Lodi with a ~
inoiof IN his hand f,IIaSe se6n tfi
tbeiidine np: an empire out q Ia
rltIas or Europe tg meant b 0k his oss
ltnEenuits Dut. with ali tiiat, I ,goIIl
lfAther have the record nf my iova6l
friend General G. "a, Reed. VINO Is
his right arm in Virginia lighting "a
1.-THE Soqtiies'n people ~ repeat,
would rather hare tltss reSord of Gel
/ Reed as a COnfedefSf SOidisf, tina
tsl har,hS fhnf ~ 40 tt.I ls,,s,is ts,tfA ~