The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1922-07-07

e ed that in the last battle We lad
was shot at, abused, and called al
s sorts of vile names, and that afte,
e | had surrendered; when | remember
ed the humiliations and indignatie
: keaped upon us during he damnabl,
4 Reconstruction period, frankly. / wa.
f in no Sunday. School humor for any
= foolishness. In common parlance
81 must have had ''chip on my should
err" Just for one moment / felt as
| II | would like to fight over again, and
/ just for the moment | almost wished
there were two. million planted in
| that cemetery instead of ten thous-
and, but when We got in the car and
, hurried back to the city the cool
breezes had cooled NY excited brain
, and | was normal again.
, During the second days Conven-
! ton in the evening an old man stood
upon the platform and related the fol-
, lowing incident: He said that one
}, night he was on picket line on the
banks of the Potomac, and thinking
that the enemy was several miles back
i on the opposite side, he sat down on
a log with mis- gun across his lap.
He said that he got to singing that
! grand old tune:
Jesus, lover of my soul,
] Let me to Thy Bosom fly"
| He said next morning several of
tthe boys, who were on duty with him
shat night, came to him and told him
; that they heard him sing that song
during the night and that they had
made up their minds to give their
| =, - ii
Two years after the War he was sit
ting on his front gallery about dusk,
| and was singing that same song. He
said while singing the song, man
! stopped at the front gate and stood
until he had finished. The man asked
him if he might come in for minute.
Certainly, sir" The man told him he
surely had heard that voice before.
He said that he was sharpshooter
caring the war in the Federal army,
and one night he heard some one
singing that song on the opposite side
of the river, said he crawled on his
hands and knees close up to the river
bank, said he saw the outline of some
one sitting apparently on a stump,
said he cooked his gun and was get |
ting ready to take aim and kill
whomever it was, said for some reas-
on he hesitated moment, and
whilst the man was singing he lower
ed his gun and slipped away; said that
that tune had been ringing in his ears
ever since and had made a better
man of him. "Now," said he, ''as
passed along and heard you singing
and it sounded like the same voice |
heard that night on the Potomac, |
just came in to ask if you might not
be the same man who was singing
that song whilst on the picket line"
replied that most likely / was the
man, that remembered the night and
occasion. well, SIR" said he, "You
owe your life to that song" and l
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concluded this narrative, he said:
Now, my comrades, | want US to
stand and sing that song"-which we
lid. 1t was an inspiration to see and
stand and sing that song. After the
ong, Col. Smith, the only living N an :
,er of Stonewall Jackson's staff, and
Who was Jackson's chaplain, arose
md extending his hand toward heav-
n, prayed a prayer that brought
ears to the eyes of the old veterans.
The next and last day was Parade :
Jay. 1t took the parade three hours n
o pass any given point. All the old
eterans in cars, and the State Mill
ary and members of the Legion
Walking. For miles and miles both
ides of the street were lined ten deep p
nth the citizenry, cheering and wav- q
1g flags, and the young girls keep
1g us supplied all along the line with G;
,e cold drinks. u
Thus passed into history the great - -
st Reunion ever held. u
After all was over, ] ran up to -
for few days visit with - E
~ daughter, Bessie. Had most en- =
,yable time, and through the kind
ess of Mrs. Zallie Wolfe (and by h
le way who once lived here asked me III
remember her to all old friends) d.
no came in car and took US around
sightseeing. We were in b,
,rmed that if we would stop at Mr.. sa
'ilson's home, and call for Mrs. Will tn
N, she would invite US in to shake to
ands with Mr.. Wilson, but unfor- nc
nately for US, they were out riding, w
I'd hence we missed the anticipated tn
easure. I went up to the Capitol tic
I'd met Mr.. Harrison, John Sharpe W.
illiams, and Mr.. Sisson. We went an
It to Arlington, saw the grave of an
e Unknown Hero who died on WI
anders Field, and above all and to WI
p the climax, went to the Confed- de
ate Monument and stood and gazed "s
it for twenty minutes. God Bless M!
e u. D. C. for this beautiful monu- flu
mt. It can't be surpassed. The U. thi
C.'s have done and are doing a the
eat work for the South. so much Bo
yret that after dear Mrs. Dudley's
ath, the u. D. C. Chapter here lus
ID with her. This should not be. gr'
lother thing regret very much,l