The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-02-17

Wn1ppeO, only SuD0ue0 by the 1Orce OF
numbers, like a great avalanche thrown
against frai1 house, of their leave TAX
ing of home and loved ones in vigor-
Gus manhood, answering the call of duty,
leaving wife and children at home under
the protection of God and the old negro
daddy and nanny and other influences,
to face the deadly hail of shot or shrap-
mel, to go for days without food, fight
ing and sleeping, in trenches on snow
covered grounds, through biting winds
and billiards.; still pushing forward
under the flag of Lee and jackson and
inspired as no men were ever inspired
with the heart thrilling "Dixie," which
sent thousands half starved and racked
with pain into the very teeth of the
enemy, and yes, sad to say, into the
jaws of death-Dixie! My what a song.
Il makes the nerves tingle with energy,
the heart beat faster, the hands to ap-
plaud, the feet to shuttle and your whole
being vibrate with ieyoYsnsSss vs. and des
termination. W. EN-E ~ - J
sBut,'' said one of the veterans, m
speaking of the crude fighting imple-
ments the Confederates had at first, sit
was not long until we had plenty of
: the Yanks' guns, but we found it a
hard JOB to get the stuff to use in them. y
"Cussing," said one, in reference to
Mr.. Small, late of the Soldiers Home,
'<you don't know nothing. We had the
scussingest' colonels in our regiment you
ever saw. He cussed everything and then
cursed because he had nothing else to
curse about. But, in striking contrast,
we had another colonel, a good Christian
man. One day his attention was called
to a soldier who had the fright and was
hid behind tree. This colonel walked
10 to the fellow and said: My boy, get
uT. and show the blood of your mother
And that fellow went into the fight and
redeemed HIMSELF
''That reminds me-" said another vet
eran, "a weak -kneed fellow IN a GER
tain battle jumped into ditch and
hid. The Colonel rebuked him, where
upon the fellow replied that he just
couldn' stand it, You are a baby said
the colonel Wish I was and doll
baby at that replied the fellow.
"Just to show you the inferiorlty OF
our arms,' said Commander Tom Woods,
give men from every company In the
regiment, crack shots too, were picked
for target practice, the prize fine pig,
decorated in cedar and flags. the time
Christmas morning. The distance was
100 feet, size of target, one foot square,
and only four men hit it. was one
of them, coming third. A. A. Gordon
from Company E, 22nd North Carollna
Regiment, was also in the contest Part
OF that pig was sent to James Petit
grew.
81 gave two sons to the service and
this here war talk mpresses me more
than some of you. l also had three
brothers in the Civil war and one OF
them was chaplain surgeon. He was
with the diving, stood by the condemned
as the fatal shot was fired. helped in
the hospitals and performed service
that isn't often exacted OF a man
refer to the late Rev. Frank WOOD, my
brother and his father pointing to Geo
T. Wood, so spoke the commander OF tne
camp.
Gel, D. H. Milton made very inter
estino talk on the cold soldier, past
and present and referred to the condl-
tions at the Home, saying that things
,nust he made comfortable and pleas
ant for the old soldiers, that the state
was due this to them. His talk was
well received.
Veteran John Little said that things
might not be as they should at the
Home but a lot of the trouble was due
to some of the soldiers themselves In
not being satisfied and too prone
to growl.
Committeeman Geo. T. Wood, as e, usual
made a good talk and touched on WI.
sons preparedness plan' when ofouSn' Mr
forth some friendly discussion. mr.. Mr.
Wood is against preparedness and MS
uncle. the commander of the camp. Is an
advocate of Wilson's policies. II have
been through one war and know" SAID
the elder gentleman, and his nephew
smiled.
Committeeman w. L. Stamey was
called upon and made short talk along
the line of the southern Confederacy.
Others made short talks and the meet
ing was intensely interesting
At the next meeting three delegates
will be named to the annual reunion an ana
/ hope we can get it to come TO VIII