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ALEXANDER HUNTER, A BRIL
LIANT SOUTHERN WRITER.
Some time ago, we presented to our
readers a selection from an article
entitled, “The Women of Moseley’s
Confederacy.” This most interesting
story was written for “The Confed
erate Veteran,” by Alexander Hun
ter, a Southern author, whose prin
cipal work was “Johnny Reb and Bily
Yank” —a splendid book dealing with
the men and the events of the great
Civil War.
Os this work the Chicago Inter-
Ocean says:
“This attitude of mind on the part
of the author promises some good
reading. Some facts about the au
thor should also be of interest. From
two or three modest paragraphs in
a preliminary chapter devoted to a
description of the war madness that
possessed Alexandria, that historic
old Virginia city just across from
Washington, and from a foot note
extract from ‘Lockwood’s Historic
Homes of Washington,’ we learn that
the author is one of the old Virginia
family of Hunters. At the breaking
out of the war the Hunters lived on
a splendid estate of 650 acres on the
Potomac between Washington and
Alexandria. This estate had been the
family seat of the Alexanders and
Hunters for nearly three centuries.
The founder of the American family
was John IV., son of the Earl of
Sterling, who arrived in Virginia in
1659 and held all the land from
Georgetown to Hunting Creek by let
ters patent. He died in 1677 and
left to his son John the land between
Four Mile Run and Hunting Creek,
so that the historic home became the
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home of the Alexanders. Descendant
after descendant inherited the estate
until it, together with Arlington, fell
into the hands of Girard Alexander.
Girard sold Arlington to George
Washington, who bought it for his
stepson, John Parke Custis
“The author says of the family
home which he lost by confiscation:
“ ‘I doubt whether in the whole
Southland there existed a finer coun
try seat, the house was built solidly,
as if to defy time itself, with its
beautiful trees, fine orchards, its ter
raced lawns, graveled walks, leading
to the river a quarter of a mile away;
the spacious barns, the stables with
fine horses (for which my father, a
retired naval officer, had a special
fondness), the servants’ quarters,
where dwelt the old family retainers
and their offspring, some fifty or
more.’ ....
“ ‘ln the national capital my fath
er owned a fine mansion of forty
rooms and spacious grounds, corner
of C and Third streets, N. W., be
sides a dozen or so smaller houses
and many lots.’
“ ‘Mr. Lincoln sent him word that
he would not be called upon to draw
his sword against his native state,
and asked him to let his name re
main on the retired list, pledging him
that all of his property would be
strictly guarded. My father refused
the president’s courteous request,
and, infected by the rabid contagion
that swept through the South, lost
all reason, and he left all his great
business interests to go to the dogs,
without on precaution whereby he
might protect his rights.’ ”
“Truly a praphic picture of the
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war madness of Alexandria, in the
midst of which the young author en
listed in the Seventeenth Regiment.”
MOTHER LOVE.
(From the Baltimore Sun.)
Take the glory of the conquest and
the grandeur of the morn,
The splendor of the triumphs out of
toil and patience born,
The beauty of the cities and the ar
mies of the just
Moving down the golden valleys to
the victories of the dust—
But the mother love that wraps
around a wayward child its wings
Is sweeter than all triumph and is
stronger than all kings!
The mother love is patience bearing
all the years of care,
With faith to take the burden up and
strength to lift and bear;
The mother love is warder of the rosy
gates of life,
With kiss goodby to little ones who
go to face the strife.
And arms of old endurance waiting
there to clasp and greet
The loved who wander back again, the
lost with weary feet!
The mother love is gentleness that
mellows through the years,
With lips to kiss the brow that aches
and song to stay the tears;
The mother love is tireless in the
vigil that it keeps
To guard the couch from danger where
the bloom of lovehood sleeps!
Oh, wayward, weak and weary, and
ye who walk in sin,
Be sure the heart of mother love will
ope and let you in!
COURTESY AFTER MARRIAGE.
“Maud Muller,” writing in the
Chicago Journal, says:
“A great many people seem to
think that the marriage ceremony ab
solves them from all courtesies and
attentions to the person whom they
have wed.
“After that they are always in
negligee, both as to manner and
clothes, when they are at home.
“This is a fatal mistake. Because
a woman is married is no excuse for
her going untidily about the house
and telling her husband home truths
that hurt his vanity. Because a wo
man is his wife, gives a man no right
to sav things to her he would not dare
to say to other women who possessed
a big, able-bodied brother.
“Good manners are the preserva
tives of peace and concord, and are
warranted to keep happiness in any
climate.
“The problem of how to be happy
through married life is really no prob
lem at all. No mystery should ever
have been made of it.
“It is merely fair dealing, in fair
partnership—giving the other party
the same privileges and perquisites
you assume for yourself and allow
ing the person you love as much con
sideration and civility as you would
show a stranger.”
Governor Hanly, of Indiana, says,
that President Roosevelt “is not in
fallible.” This from a Republican
governor is nothing less than trea
son. It is evidently the work of
Charles Warren Fairbanks and can
proceed from nothing else than a
spirit of envy.
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