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Bat n«' followed. let us lower our guns and of our bouquets directly fe~. remaining v thi j all “pass over the river and . ,h .hade of the trees." Flow- . or, the casket and grass on the Vl ., j 0 „k nice to those who pass but they are cold, cold comfort the corpse in The coffin. Let*: a,i these Veterans some flowers ih they live; real flowers of irv that will please their tired eyes, of thought and feeling ■m their dear old hearts iring their last day., among us. ;tened to learned law V.II,rinciplcs whicn should v C protected our progenitor; •ir richt to eccede. We have been d about the compact of the colo- », ami the rights and privileges rich were conferred upon the UNION RECORDER, MILLEDGEVILLE. GA., MAY 2. 1929 ^sbury Memorial Address Beautiful Tribute to Veterans , am president and Ladies Konert E. Lee Chapter, Daugh ters of the Confederacy. thank yuo for the ith these veterans here ith the others present half of these veterans, permit me to compliment you the courage of your fath- yuU r willingness to risk a plain day business men to talk here . , many eloquent orators c ,ne before. I confess some ,tn n when contemplating the pt an d am nerved to make the ,,y the idea that however plain -• mon place his talk may be. it to ««y something different eloquent addresses to which we Vi listened here year after year, that has been said is most eer- truc and very much in place, have heard much about Confed- - leaders, and we endorse it all r ,. glad that we heard ■tie has been said about these ,!j ft How s who sit before f it has been aimed at their < ,,vcr their heads; and it was lH j m u-ic to their ears, to say . • pay a tribute to their th leaden whom they foi. yea ell thos, iich were retained by the partie; the compact. We have learned it the constitutional lawyers and tesmen, even of .New England, d the same views as to the rights the states as did our own eminent ders until those New Englanders v -wept off their feet by the tide the passion against our institu- : of slavery, which they had sold our fathers when they found it profitable in their cold country, : which proved to be the best - n* that could have come to th< >red people. And we thank tho?< ho have so told us; for we are glad know that our fathers were legally d technically, as well as conscienti- ‘ly. right in the stand that they fte have heard statisticians stand re and read figures by the hun- •d. gathered from the most rc- !|ie governmental and ‘historical in*', to prove the preponderance men. money and munitions of aat mighty horde held back by these Veterans when they served un- "ur immortal Lee. And we arc f-I to those who took the trouble deeply and dig out th’s data uch convincing array to prove our Veterans of the war between states withstood such fearful as were never before faced in ■ • Id. V- have heard eminent orators of ongnes weave wonderful to eloquent phrases in praise the- .skill and stategy of our lead- ' n the battle field; and we know true. We have learned of the *i"ni and patriotism of our states- ■•ur halls of congress before ring this great conflict; and proud of it all. Indeed, \y. it would be well nigh im- •" overpaint such a picture, what about this remnant be- "f the private soldiers and citizen* who did their part, h'-ut whom our leaders could •ne nothing? Not only those but their brothers who . p arn und this hill hard by, and “• who have long lain in lonely !I * the far away fields of Vir- are learning more and ...— — • goes by of the reason for their •-■‘“•hment to their illustrious leader . know that the world upon Lee as its greatest mili- • rat. gist of defense. But wh^t „ r;' ! °f Lee’s sagacity and far ‘'fdness have accomplished with- ,rave b °y» in wh ° exe - ^ 1 - "rders without a quiver htn it meant instant death? * * re better able to understand 5^ . ev °tlnn to Jackson when we *5, , L J at Foc h copied his taciies to world war. We all know how Stonewall Jackson earned his immortal name. And paying with these veterans utmost tribute to his skill and valoi; I wish to ask how , and the “Old Miss,” refused to leave he would ever have earned that name j them and gave their help towards but for the fearless phalanx of brave the restoration then and as long as prisoners on Johnson Island. So my father and his mother went back to tht old home to rebuild the broken fences and restore the wasted land, gaining such comfort and con- saolation as tlrey could from each other’s company and a sense of duty well dore. Some of their former slaves were loyal to "Morse Tom’ boys who bared their breats and dar ed death to enable him to stand like a stone wall and be so designated by his brother officer along the line? It was some of these brave boys and many of their brothers long gone ts their reward who stood like the stone wall in the face of fire that scorched thrir very eye lashes and enabled their commander to reap such a rich reward of fame that he would have gladly have shared with them if he had lived. And they should be crowned by us with all the glory we are accustomed to give their great leader. We have wait- id too long, my friends, let us hasten to render them their just dues while a few of them remain with us. And so, good ladies, if you please I wish to say a few words to these veterans themselves in this presence; and aftei that to paint four pictures of the Confederate, the private sol dier for the benefit of these young people gathered around us whose education ve are neglecting so far as name, fame and real worth of their grand-fathers are concerned. Some of them may be common place, every day pictures, but all of us have to live every day aird encounter common place affairs, as these Veter ans have done for sixty-four years since the war. Some of them may by very plain pictures without much ornament, but many of us are very plain people and the only ornaments which wc can expect are those which we earn by our acts in every day life. And all of us can well leum these lesions from the splendid ex amples of citizenship furnished by these veterans during their long lives. they lived. The “Old Miss” was truly monarch of all she surveyed, but had a kind and tender heart; and did not object when u few years later her son brought as his bride the daughter of her friends and neighbors of a life time who lived in the adjacent val ley. It seems to have been a habit to find a bride near home in those days when transportation was more difficult and travel less far and fre quent than at the present time. 1 ani very grateful that times had changed when I came along to the extent of allowing me to come back to the Mid dle Georgia of my grand parents for the two best human blessings that have come into my life. I am sure the place tb which I came would have pleased my grandparents; and I think you home folks to the other members of my family will agree that they would have warmed the hearts of my grandparents and they lived long enough, as I can assure they did those of my parents. * The patience and perseverance of my father and his mother had so far succeeded in restoring the old home that in my earliest recollection it was surrounded with every variety of j fruits and flowers known to that time and clime. As a toddler of tender years it was my privilege to play on the grass, prowl around the yard and pluck the flowers that bloomed in the spring. And a little later as a larger lad I learned whLlt fruits ripened earliest in spring and which lasted longest in the fall. I can recall the shelves in the smoke house carrying apples set primly side Veterans of George Dole Camp: VVhat need I say to you to whom I have talked before; you who know how my heart warms towards you, the only hobby that I have? If I were otherwise I would be utterly un worthy of my heritage, a renegade to my rearing and a traitor tr, my train ing. My ancestors came from old Vir ginia and settled along the head waters of ti»e Ogeechee in what af terwards became Warren and Talia ferro counties when they were sep arated from Wilkes. When the lines were laid my mother’s family was in one county and my father’s in the other, only four miles apart. There they lived as neighbors for several generations. There my grandparents grew up, breathed the atmosphere of the times and absorbed the local lore to the extent that both my grandmothers used to promise me playthings for good behavior when ever they might “go to Augusta” long after they had been transplanted be yond the reach of their old time mar ket town. But they constantly re ferred to and occasionally visited their beloved "Middle Georgia” as long as they lived. The trend of the tide to th«* • caught up both families >:i the late forties und early fifties and took them to the newer part of the t to the northwest known as “Cherokee Country.” There they settled in adjacent valleys in adjoin ing counties, likewise four miles apart. And there they built for themselves comfortable and happy homes on the hills beside beautiful valleys locking out over fertile fields to far away mountains which formed the famous Blue Ridge as it faded away to the south. And I want to tell you that in that fair land there are to this day landscapes as en chanting as human eyes ever beheld. There my parents grew to matur ity; and from there my mother and her parents fled from the path of Sherman’s march to the sea and re fuged to kindly cover in Alabama, where, like the Indians they said “Here we rest.” My grandfather who was an old man and a judge at the time, took with him a wagon load of the court and county records, lest they might have been burned and earned endless confusion to his coun trymen, and restored them when he returned. From there my father and his three brothers went to war in sixty one. Only he and one brother came back in sixty five. That one brother had married in the mean time and went elsewhere to live afterward. Another brother fell by my father’s side in the first battle of Manassa, and father prized it a privilege to tote a coffin four miles from a neighboring village so that his brother would not have to be buried like Sir John Moore. The third brother went where the good men go who died as by side but not touching until long after Christmas time. The smoke house set immediately benind the big house. And the kitchen, presided over by Aunt Nancy, sat about froty feet to one side and was connected with a side door to *he dining room by a covered passage way along which Sally, the house girl, used to bring the meals hot or cold, rain or shine. A little farther away one roof covered the well and the cellar in which the but ter and milk were kept cool. At the far corner of the back yard was the loom house, made of logs, and there I stood and watched Aunt Mandy shove the shuttle back and forth and listened to her tales of "sperrits and hants” in which she lieved. Still farther away htrough a grove of majestic oaks was the big barn, and along the drive thereto were located the carriage house and shop. That shop was fitted upon one side with a bellows and anvil for shoeing the horses, shrinking the tires and sharpening the plows; and on the other side with a bench and vise for wood working At that bench I first learned the use of a tool so simple as the drawing knife which I used to make wooden guns with which to drill the negro boys on the place. And back of the shop the negro men used to unload lengths of logs which they rived into boards with a froc. I wonder how many young men of today are familiar with that kind of a tool. It may nut be permissible for an every day working man to admit that such reveries during the day; but since it is all so true, surely you will not deny an evening dream of pleasurelly paying to himself; “How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood "When fond recollection presents them to view; "The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wildwood, “And all the loved scenes that my infancy knew.” Out of such an atmosphere and from my first tweiv** years spent in such surroundings I think I can claim to hav e absorbed as much of the spirit of hte Old South as any man who came along as late as the seventies. And let me ask you, my beloved VetePane, if from such a background I could be otherwise than a warm admirer and staunch rup- porter of Confederate veterans every where and any where? It has been my privilege to talk in a conversa tional way for and in benalf of Con federate Veterans literally 'from New York to San Francisco. And I beg of your patience now while I present to these younger people gathered here as examples for emulation four firmly be- J pictures of Confederate Veterans conceived from associating with them and reading about them all the days of mjr life. These pictures may He poorly pre sented, but the originals in life are worthy of. being followed as heroes by our young men growing up today who do not realize that they have such examples before them and are in the habit of looking too far for models after to which to mold their characters. They have only to look at you and listen to me. The first will portray the Confed erate Veteran as a soldier of war. The second as a citizen of peace. The third as - a knight of gallantry and chivalry. And the fourth as a sol dier of the cross. For these will be pictures of you, my dear Veterans, you and your brothers who sleep around this hill, and on other hills far and near. Of those who have gone before and await you on the other shore we can say now, and of you when you have joined them we can say. too, most truthfully of you: “On fame’s eternal camping ground their silent tents ar<- spread; "And glory guards with solemn round the bivouac of the dead. “No» shall their glory be forgot while time her record keeps, “Or honor points the hallowed spot where valor proudly sleeps.” Ladies and Gentlemen: Particular attention to the plan tation of these pictures is invited from the young people, and especial ly from the boys in uniform. Time was w-hen people looked to fiction or ancient history for their, heroes; to eminent statesmen, for models of citizenship; to .the times of the cru saders of Sir Walter Scott’s stories for gallant knights; and to the Mints of old for ideals of Christian character. But why look *o far when you have before you the remnants cf the most valiant army that ever went to war; the best citizens that ever per severed with patience for the restora tion of u wasted land and rebuild ing of a wrecked commonwealth; a few remaining specimens of man hood from a former period prior to' our war between the states when in veriest reality "Knighthood was in Flower;” and last but not least some of the best examples of real every day Christian character that ever stood before the altar of the Living God? Behold the.-e Veterans befor" you and remember the graves of those that sleep in the shade of the trees hard by. Those before you have bowed heads and bended backs from the weight of eighty winters on their brave shoulders. They won their way through many a stormy day and have served their country with fide lity for sixty odd years' and deserve all that we c9n say about them and do for them. The plaudit] of the people may not mean much to them as they gather at the beautiful river that flows by the throne of God. Their cars may be growing deaf to human voices; but they are acutely in tune to catch the summons fro'm the other shore; and they will have no trouble hearing the blessing bestowed upon (Co, nued Next Week) Clean Gasoline