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 Our Brother in Gray on Land and Sea, 
 The Supreme Military Figure of the A^6s: 
 
 4 -No country e'er had a truer son, no cause a nobler champion, 
 
 No people a bolder defender — no principle a purer victim. 
 
 Than the soldier commemorated here. 
 
 The cause for which lie perished is lost. 
 
 The hopes in which he trusted are shattered; 
 
 But his fame linked with immortality, 
 
 Shall in the years to come, fire modest worth to noble ends 
 
 In honor now, our hero rests, 
 
 And history shall cherish him 
 
 Among tliose choicer spirits who have, been 
 
 In all conjunctures, true to themselves 
 
 Their country, and their God." 
 
 BY A FELLOW COMRAD IN ARMS, 
 
 JULIAN S. CARR, 
 
 Privath, Co. K. 3rd X. C. Cavalrv, Barrin°;ers Br&^rad'e, 
 
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 EX CONFEDERATE VETERANS OF BERTIE, AND SUR- 
 ROUNDING COUNTIES, MY COUNTRYMEN. LA- 
 DIES AND GENTLEMEN. 
 
 I hold it one of the greatest honors and pleasures of my 
 life to be with you to day. I desire to thank my distin- 
 guished friend for his kind and eloquent words of introduc- 
 tion, I only wish I merited a tithe of the handsome things 
 he was kind enough to say of me. I have long desired to 
 visit the glorious Albermarle section. Celebrated for its 
 gentle climate, majestic pine and cypress areas, splendid 
 rivers, and shimmering sounds of silvery waters, with their 
 vast fishing industries; I have longed to see this land, with 
 its moss wreathed swamps needing only the magic hand 
 ofcapital, to make them fields of waving green, and golden 
 harvest — this land famed for its warm and princely hospi- 
 tality, its culture, refinement, and fierce love of liberty, and 
 for its brave men and beautiful women. I repeat I am 
 happy to be with you to day. Bertie county has produced 
 many noble and illustrious sons, one of whom I often have 
 the pleasure of seeing — Dr. George Taylor Winston, who is 
 directing with honor, and success the greatest educational 
 institution" of the South. And another, Robert Watson Win- 
 ston has recently come to the city in which I live, to devote 
 himself to that profession whose ermine he has adorned, 
 and whose practice has given him honor and fame through- 
 out North .Carolina. And the names of Captains Garrett 
 and White and Cherry and Sutton and Jacocks and their 
 brave comrades will be loved and honored by your people 
 even as the names of Robert the Bruce and of Wallace, and 
 the Claus are revered by the Highlanders of Scotland. 
 
 Time and occasion will not permit me the pleasure of 
 mentioning the names and deeds of the many distinguished 
 sons of Bertie. No county in Nort'i Carolina has surpass- 
 ed them in valor upon the battle field, in wisdom in Halls 
 of State or in burning oratory on the hustings, and in the Fo- 
 rum, Her William W. Cherry was the Sargeant S. Prentiss 
 of North Caroliaa. Here too, in the County of old Alber- 
 marle now bearing the beautiful name of Bertie, we find 
 ourselves surrounded by scenes, that thrill the heart, andsug- 
 gest great events in the history of our country. Not far 
 away the sun smiles upon the birth-place of Virginia Dare, 
 the_ first English child born on American soil, and upon a 
 
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bay, whose beauty reminds one of the "pride and glory"' 
 of Naples, is Edenton, whose noblewomen, struck the first 
 spark of American Independence at their his toric tea party. 
 
 And now I hear the roar of guns at Plymouth, and 
 Hoke's splendid division, and the famous Albermarle, under 
 Capt. J. W. Cooke, who it was said "would fight a powder 
 magazine with a coal of fire, - ' drive the Federals out of the 
 town, and add another victory to the Confederate arms — 
 the wonderful Ram Albermarle that with the Merrimac in 
 Hampton Roads, set a lesson for the Nations, that revolu- 
 tionizednaval warfare, and has covered the seas with steel 
 monsters, whose battle flags are involentary tributes toCon- 
 federate genius and valor. 
 
 Again we hear the boom of guns, and Roanoke Island 
 is shaken by the thunder of cannon, and wreathed in the 
 fire of batteries. Yes, we are in the midst of historic scenes 
 that will inspire the youth of this favored section of North 
 Carolina, to emulate the heroism of their fathers, and the forti- 
 tude and sublime devotion to duty, which their mothers 
 displayed. 
 
 My Countrymen, My Brothers, I come to day with no 
 purpose to deal in mere compliment, or exagerated phrase, 
 for however pleasant to me, unless I can say something 
 useful, it were better that you had honored some other with 
 your invitation to address you on this sacred occasion. 
 
 I shall endeavor to speak with the impartial tongue of 
 history and of love, and for a brief space, I ask your atten- 
 tion, to a consideration of tl.is sentiment: 
 
 Our Brother in Gray on Land and Sea, 
 The Supreme Figure of the Ages. 
 
 The most of you know, all that I know, and more, 
 touching that sublime character, for his achievements have 
 been heraled from "the blushing Orient to the drooping 
 West." But we owe a duty to our children, to those who 
 have come up around us during the past thirty years. At 
 Appomattox. General Lee, almost crushed by the grief of 
 contemplated surrender, exclaimed, "Oh that posterity might 
 understand." Let us dedicate our lives to teaching posteri- 
 tv to understand the justness of the Confederate cause, and 
 the splendor of its arms. 
 
 When yEneas the Trojan was commanded by tha Queen 
 of Carthage to relate the tragic story of the fall of Troy, he 
 gave expression to his unutterable grief in the question, "Who 
 of the Myrmydons. or what follower even of the stern 
 Ulysses could refrain from tears at such a recital." 
 
Time was my Brothers, when we could not recite the 
 ' -I had of our woes, - ' without weeping. But the years have 
 softened our grief to a sweet and gentle memory, and duty 
 which General Lee declared, "the sublimest word in our 
 language," calls us to speak. 
 
 SECESSION'. 
 
 The cause of the colossal contest in this country from 
 sixty-one to five, was not slavery, as many suppose; slavery 
 was only the occasion, not the cause of the war. The mag- 
 azine was ready. Slavery was the spark that caused the 
 explosion. Says the Historian, '-The causes of the Civil 
 War cropped out during the Colonial era, and became fully 
 apparent during the debates of the State Assemblies, on the 
 adopti.cn of the Federal Constitution." 
 
 One of the greatest writers of the North declares, that 
 ■the war that broke out in i 86 1 , was only the overt act of 
 long standing aversions, and to talk of treason, w r as redic- 
 ulous in the masses, and false and perfidious in the leaders. 
 The movement of sixty-one was not treason, nor rebellion, 
 but war between different portions of American society, 
 about the proper construction of the Constitution." 
 
 The right of the States to withdraw fromthe Union, was 
 never disputed, until shortly prior to 1861. The first mut- 
 terings of Secession, came from the North, when in 1793 
 Theodore Dwight declared, that "before his people would 
 submit to the prosecution of the impending war with En- 
 gland, they would seperate from the Union." 
 
 The right of Secession was proclaimed and threatened 
 in 1803, 1812, 1840 and 1850, and on the 17th day of De- 
 cember, after theSecession of South Carolina, Horace Greely, 
 probably the bitterest abolitionist in the North, wrote in 
 his journal these words: "If the Declaration of Independence 
 justified the secession from the British Empire of three million 
 colonists in 1776, we do not see why five million South- 
 erners may not withdraw from the Federal Union in 1861. 
 If the Southern States choose to form an independent nation. 
 they have a clear moral right to do so." 
 
 General Grant said, in his memoirs, "the Constitution 
 did not authorize the war. but it made no provisions against 
 it." Mark it, these are Northern authorities, as to the 
 right of secession, quite sufficient to convince any one, but 
 the overwhelming arguments in its favor, advanced by Da- 
 vis, and Stephens and Bledsoe and other Southern statesmen, 
 were sealed with the blood of Southern chivalry, and admit 
 of no answer. 
 
The rig-lit to withdraw from the Union being conceded, 
 why did the South desire to exercise that right? ''Because 
 of the intolerable political situation," says Mr. Remelin, 
 "that brought attacks upon the Constitutional rights of the 
 Southern States", from which there was no detense but a 
 bloody resistance." 
 
 It is part of the history of this country that the first en- 
 trance into the slave business, was not only in the North but 
 by Massachusetts ox a co'oiiy, in 1836. So we find that the 
 trafic in Mood and bones was introduced and pursued as 
 long as profitable, by the fathers of the men, who in 186 1, 
 under the pretense of battling for human freedom, forced a 
 bloody war upon the men, to whom their fathers had for- 
 merly sold their negro slaves. 
 
 Slavery was an extraneous question by which Northern 
 Demagogues moved the masses of the North to stab the 
 Constitution in the name of Libeity — for slavery was part of 
 the very life of the Federal Constitution, guaranteed by the 
 Fathers, and ratified by the Nation. 
 
 And now in the last days of i860, the contest for State 
 Rights and Sovereignty, is adjourned from the Halls of 
 States. Behold the Arbiter ! 
 
 "The giant war, in awful power stand 
 
 His blood red tresses deepening in the sun, 
 
 With death shot glowing in his fiery hands. 
 An eye that searcheth all it glares upon." 
 
 The host of the North is marshalling for the conflict, 
 See ! their fluttering banners, marching columns, their black 
 wheeled guns, their splendid cavalry, gathering "in war's 
 magnificently stern array.'' 
 
 And now like the answering defiance of the South wind 
 to the North, before some mighty storm off Hatteras. so 
 powerfully portrayed by a great poet, comes the bugle note 
 of the new born Confederacy. It fires the hearts of the brave 
 men of the Palmetto state, and reverberates amid the flow- 
 ery meads and orange groves of Florida, animating her pa- 
 triots to strike for freedom; the sons of Georgia, and Alaba- 
 ma, and Mississippi, and Lousiana, and Arkansas, and Ten- 
 nessee, catch its silver note, and rush a tide of living valor 
 to the defense of home and native land; the men of the 
 "Lone Star" state, imbued with the spirit of Churnbusco, 
 Chapultepec, and the Alamo, pour their legions toward the 
 North; and the heroes of North Carolina and Virginia, spring 
 to its clarion call, as gladly as their fathers did in the mor- 
 ning of the Republic, to the call of Washington. 
 
We see it all again. We see fathers putting away the 
 clinging arms of children, and bending above the cradles of 
 dimpled babes. And we see such partings of loved ones, as 
 nearly press the life out of brave hearts. 
 
 Come with me My Countrymen, and let us see what 
 these Southerners did. that has given them an immortality 
 of honor, 
 
 Behold on the one side a government strengthened by 
 the growth of seventy-two years, on the other, a govern- 
 ment, yet in its swaddling bands. 
 
 On the side of the North, forces ultimately numbering two 
 million eight hundred thousand men, drawn from a popula- 
 tion of twenty million with the world for reinforcements, 
 equipped with all the comforts and paraphernalia of war, on 
 the side of the South, behold her six hundred thousand men, 
 backed by a population of only six million, without manu- 
 facturies or adequate munitions and means of war, with 
 nothing to draw on, to fill her exhausted ranks, save the 
 •cradle and the grave." 
 
 I have read of the Paladins of Richard, the Cohorts of 
 Caesar, the Phalanxes of Macedon, the Legions of Gaul, the 
 Granadiers of Frederick the Great, the Squares of Welling- 
 ton, the"01d Guard'' of Napoleon, and the splendid Corps of 
 the North, but I till you my Brothers, the Confederate sol- 
 dier, with his old slouch hat, his bright bayonet, his half- 
 starved form, it may be in tattered faded coat of gray, and 
 shoeless feet, stands the supreme military figure of the ages. 
 Says another: — "He was clothed in rags, but like his naked 
 ancestors in the woods of Germany, he carried in his bosom 
 the heart of a king. 
 
 He was hungry and cold, but his dauntless spirit glow- 
 ed with the warmth of heroism and filled him with the joy 
 of unconquerable manhood. 
 
 Few soldiers have equaled him in the misery and pover- 
 ty of his equipment; none have surpassed him in the maj- 
 esty of his spirit, or the heroism of his deeds." 
 And what sea king ever surpassed our Semanes, and his 
 Alabama? 
 
 HEROISM AND GENIUS. 
 
 At Sharpsburg Lee with forty thousand men repulsed 
 McClelland and his army of ninety thousand veterans, whose 
 discipline was superb, and who fought with the greatest 
 gallantry. 
 
 Anon, we see the red battle flags and gray coats 
 crowning the Heights of Fredericksburg, while Burnsides 
 
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 splendid army deploys in line of battle in the valley below, 
 a magnificent panorama moving to the roars of a hundred 
 great guns on Stafford heights. 
 
 At the proper moment General Lee contracts his line of 
 twenty-five miles to less than five, and with seven y-eight 
 thousand soldiers, awaits the attacks of one hundred and thir- 
 teen thousand blue coats. Three times the Union 
 troops assault the Confederate works in rapid succession, 
 and with a courage and discipline marvelous to behold. 
 Meagher's Irish Brigade, won an immortality of fame, at 
 the foot of the stone wall held by North Carolina troops, and 
 added new glory to the already luminous history of the 
 Irish in battle. Victory remained with Lee. 
 
 When the spring of 1863 came, a mighty Federal 
 army of one hundred and fifty-nine thousand, under 
 General Hooker, an officer of ability, made the fourth 
 grand "On to Richmond," but there, in the tangled 
 growth of the Wilderness, they were met by forty -seven 
 thousand Confederates, and hurled, broken and demoral- 
 ized, across the Rappahanock. Lee's genius of battle, 
 and Jackson's great flank movement, enrolled Chancel- 
 lorsville by the side of Blenheim and Lntzen, Austerlitz 
 and Jena. But the triumph was lost in the fall of Stone- 
 wall Jackson, the "right arm of Lee," whose death sent 
 a chill to the heart of the Southern people. 
 
 On the 24th of June, 1863, the Army of Northern 
 Virginia crossed the Potomac, and, says the historian, 
 "The world will not soon see such a spectacle again." 
 Seventy-two thousand muskets glistened in the sun; two 
 hundred and sixty pieces of field ordnance were ready to 
 envelope the foe in sheets of flame; fifteen thousand 
 chosen horsemen followed the plume of Staurt, the 
 "Harry Hotspur" of the South, and all yielded ready 
 obedience to the illustrious and venerated Commander- 
 in-Chief. 
 
 GETTYSBURG AND WATERLOO. 
 
 We cannot undertake to describe the Battle of Gettys- 
 burg in detail. To do so would require a volume. It 
 was, perhaps, a greater battle than that of Waterloo. In 
 many particulars they were strikingly alike, a review of 
 which may prove interesting, but in two respects, which 
 I desire to emphasize, they were remarkably dissimilar. 
 
 At Waterloo the English were fortified on Mount St. 
 
Jean, the French were in the plain below. At Gettys- 
 burg- the Federals were entrenched on Cemeterv Heights, 
 the Confederates on a low range of hills called Seminary 
 Ridge. There were a hundred and fifty-two thousand 
 troops engaged at Waterloo, one hundred and fifty-five 
 thousand at Gettysburg. The loss in killed and wounded 
 at Waterloo was forty-nine thousand, at Gettysburg forty- 
 six thousand. 
 
 Had Napoleon opened the battle four hours sooner, he 
 could have crushed Wellington before the arrival of 
 Blucher. Had Longstreet moved his corps, when or- 
 dered by Lee, four hours sooner than he did, Sickles 1 
 and Hancock's corps would have been defeated before 
 the Fifth and Sixth corps reached the field. Grouchy was 
 separated from Napoleon at Waterloo, Stuart was sepa- 
 rated from Lee at Gettysburg. Had his cavalry been 
 with General Lee, or had he had a topographical staff to 
 advise him of the nature of the country, the Federals 
 would never have obtained possession of Cemetery 
 Heights, thus doubling the strength of the Union Army. 
 Had Napoleon been advised of the condition of the coun- 
 try, and not dependent tor information upon the word of 
 a hostile guide, two thousand of Milhaud's four thousand 
 giant horsemen, with breast-plates of steel, led by Ney, 
 would not have been crushed to death in the sunken 
 road of Ohain; and the impact of that mighty mass 
 would have broken the English centre. Napoleon staked 
 ail upon the charge of the Old Guard; Lee staked all 
 upon the Greatest Charge of modern times. 
 
 Here, the wonderful similarity between these battles 
 ceases. 
 
 When defeat came to the French army, it became a 
 demoralized mob and rushed pell-mell from the field. 
 When defeat came to the Confederates, the Army of 
 Northern Virginia was no panic-stricken mob. General 
 Meade afterwards declared he saw "in it no symptoms 
 of demoralization." General Lee and his army ex- 
 pected and anxiously awaited an attack, but it never 
 came. Both armies remained in position until the night 
 of the 4th of July, and then moved, one down the eastern 
 the other down the western side of South Mountain, with 
 their banners turned toward Hagerstown. 
 
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 The French army at Waterloo, composed of veterans 
 whose tramp had shaken every throne in Europe, and 
 given to France such victories as Fried land and Marengo, 
 and Austerlitz, and Jena, and Borodino, and Bautzan, 
 and Leipsic, and Ligny, became a flying, hopeless, help- 
 less rout, while Lee's veterans at Gettysburg, under 
 similar or worse conditions, stood a bank of steel, defying 
 attack. 
 
 The other difference which I desire to emphasize is 
 this: Wandering in the darkness upon the fatal and fate- 
 ful field of Waterloo, Napoleon sought death by English 
 bullets, while General Lee at Gettysburg, incomparably 
 grander, as his shattered divisions marched by, exclaimed, 
 "Human virtue should be equal to human calamity." 
 
 So against the Lilies of France, we place the Stars 
 and Bars, and against the genius of Napoleon, that of 
 Robert E. Lee. 
 
 NORTH CAROLINA AT GETTYSBURG. 
 
 And what was North Carolina's part in the battle of 
 Gettysburg? It is our duty to chronicle her deeds on 
 that field whenever occasion offeis. 
 
 For thirty years we have heard of Pickett's Virginians, 
 and but little to the honor of the North Carolinians in 
 that great battle. We have allowed others to write our 
 history quite long enough. They have written it to suit 
 themselves. How many North Carolinians were in that 
 charge? The Eleventh, Twenty-sixth, Forty-seventh 
 and Fifty-second Regiments North Carolina Troops of 
 Pettigrew's Brigade; the Seventh, Eighteenth, Twenty- 
 eighth, Thirty-third and Thirty-seventh Regiments of 
 Lane's Brigade; and the Thirteenth, Sixteenth, Twenty- 
 second, Thirty-fourth and Thirty-eighth of Scales' Bri- 
 gade, and one North Carolina Regiment of Davis' Mis- 
 sissippi Brigade. 
 
 Of Lane's thirteen hundred veterans, six hundred 
 were left on the field. Of Pettigrew's Brigade of seven- 
 teen hundred, eleven hundred remained on the field. 
 And Scales' Brigade suffered in the same proportion. 
 Many of the North Carolina Regiments had been cut to 
 pieces, and were exhausted by the fight of the first day, 
 in which Pickett's troops had not participated. 
 
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 The North Carolinians, in sweeping np the slope of 
 Cemetery Heights, met obstacles, and were mowed dozen 
 by showers of grape and canister, which Pickett's com- 
 mand fortunately escaped. 
 
 Pettigrew was commanding Heth's Division. Not- 
 withstandirg their decimated ranks, the natural obsta- 
 cles and the awful havoc of the artillery, the North 
 Carolinians penetrated furthest into the Federal lines, 
 and Lane's Troops were the last to retire from the 
 Federal guns. 
 
 I do not wish to be misunderstood. I would not utter 
 one word in disparagement of the sublime courage and 
 patriotism of Pickett's magnificent body of Heroes, nor 
 of any Confederate command present, but I state the 
 facts of History, and ask for justice for North Carolina's 
 sons, who poured out their life-blood -like water, at the 
 foot of the Pennsylvania mountains, on that fiery, fatal 
 third day of July, 1863. These North Carolinians had 
 won the victory of the first day, and the historian tells 
 us that these same men, Heth's gallant division, intrep- 
 idly maintained itself not long afterwards at the Wilder- 
 ness, for three hours against the combined power of the 
 Federal arm}-. 
 
 GRANT AND THE SURRENDER OF THE ARMY OF 
 NORTHERN VIRGINIA. 
 
 In May, 1864, commenced the beginning of the end. 
 Grant crossed theRapidan with an army of one hundred 
 and forty-two thousand veteran troops, while the forces 
 at the command of Lee numbered only fifty-two thou- 
 sand six hundred and twenty-six. Notwithstanding this 
 disparity, the Army of Northern Virginia was unshaken 
 and dangerous. It was an army of "veterans sharpened 
 to a perfect edge," as a Northern writer declared. 
 
 Grant, an able soldier with wonderful persistence, 
 discarded the science of war and resorted to mere attri- 
 tion, knowing that he could better afford to lose ten men 
 than Lee could one. 
 
 Soon followed the ferocious struggle of the Wilderness. 
 The bloody scenes of Spotsylvania Court House and 
 Cold Harbor, the long-drawn-out, but sublime defense 
 of Petersburg and then — Appomattox. 
 
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 The supreme hour had come. The Army of Northern 
 Virginia, of twenty-six thousand men, with only seven 
 thousand, eight hundred men with' muskets in their 
 hands, surrounded by the massive lines of Grant 150,000 
 strong, is about to surrender. The brightest orb that 
 ever traversed fame's burning elliptic is about to disap- 
 pear from the sight of men forever, but like the orb of 
 day, as it sinks beneath the western wave, it is to leave 
 a light behind that is to irradiate the earth. 
 
 There stood the starving, shattered remnant of the 
 Army of Northern Virginia, whose conquering banners 
 had waved in triumph over eight and twenty sanguinary 
 fields of battle; that had wrestled with death, and won 
 victory, and suffered defeat through four gigantic cam- 
 paigns, and strewed its heroic dead from the crest of 
 Cemetery Heights to the gates of Virginia's capital city. 
 
 That army, my brothers, that had eternized the name 
 of Beauregard with First Manassas, and adorned the brow 
 of Joe Johnston with the splendid wreath of Seven Pines, 
 carved the name of Jackson upon the granite foundations 
 of the Blue Ridge, and wrought the battle fires of four 
 long years into a diadem of glory for the brow of Robert 
 Lee. 
 
 A GREAT CONFEDERATE MUSEUM AND ROYAL GALLERY 
 OF LEADERS. 
 
 France has her Muse d'Artillerie and Salle des Amies 
 in which are collected the wonders and mementoes of 
 her victories and campaigns. It may be that in the 
 future we may see a mighty Confederate Museum in 
 Richmond, the gateway of the Southern Confederacy. 
 Its courts containing the curios, battle flags and relics of 
 our terrific contest, and its walls mosaiccd with tablets 
 and enriched with portraits of the great leaders of the 
 Confederacy — Jefferson Davis, who upheld the fortunes 
 of the South, as Hector did those of Troy; Robert E. 
 ' Lee, who Stonewall Jackson said he "would follow blind- 
 fold," and who the military critics ot Europe rank with 
 Caesar and Napoleon; Albert Sidney Johnson, who for 
 the South sacrificed his life at Shiloh, and who, Swinton 
 says, was "the brightest star in the firmament of the 
 Southern Confederacy;" Joseph E. Johnson, who Grant 
 
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 said he "feared more than any commander ever in his 
 front;" P. T. Beauregard, the greatest military engineer 
 since Todleben; and Jubal A. Early, .the great lieuten- 
 ant of Lee; the chivalric commander of the Light Divi- 
 sion; A. P. Hill, and Richard Ewell, the splendid soldier 
 trained by Jackson; D. H. Hill, the magnificent com- 
 mander, and Hood, the indomitable and impetuous 
 Texan; Longstreet, the Macdonald of the army; Wade 
 Hampton, the chivalric Knight of Carolina, and the 
 intrepid soldier, R. F. Hoke; Fitz Lee, the splendid 
 Cavalier of the Confederacy, and Forrest, the Murat of 
 the Southwest; Wheeler, the great cavalryman, and 
 Pettigrew, whose "name is as immortal as the stars." 
 There we would read of the deeds, and see the portrait, 
 of the noble Ashby, the gallant Pelham, the splendid 
 Pendleton, the heroic Pender and Daniels, and Branch, 
 and Whiting, and Fisher, and Robert Ransom, and Grimes 
 and Cox, and Robert Vance, and W. P. Roberts; of Ram- 
 seur, the superb; of J. E. B. Stuart, the greatest cavalry- 
 man, Gen. Hooker declared, "yet born on this conti- 
 nent," and of many others I cannot now mention. 
 
 A noble ex-Confederate soldier, now living in the city 
 of New York, Charles Broadway Rouss, has already sig- 
 nified a princely generosity by offering to give two 
 hundred ana fifty thousand dollars to help erect a Con- 
 federate Museum. We salute him in the name of the 
 Southern people, and thank him in the name of our 
 sacred cause. 
 
 In Hopkinsville, Kentucky, is a column to the mem- 
 ory of one hundred and one unknown Confederate 
 soldiers. Upon a bronze panel is this inscription: 
 "Around this column is buried all of heroism that could die." 
 
 John C. Latham, Jr., now of New York City, erected 
 this monument, but his name no where appears upon it. 
 He thus reduced the golden rule to a granite shaft, which 
 will perpetuate his splendid unselfishness and nobility of 
 soul, as it will the courage of the dead heroes beneath it. 
 
 a confederate: column and its inscriptions. 
 
 I wish to see a colossal column erected to tne private 
 soldiers of the Confederacy, not by individuals, but by 
 the Federal government; and if not, then by the South. 
 
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 ern States. And somewhere on that column, by the side 
 of the story of other men's splendid heroism, I would 
 wish to read proper recognition of the deeds of one of 
 the "bravest of the brave." 
 
 Victor Hugo says "Cambronne was sublime at Water- 
 loo" when he refused to surrender the last square of the 
 "Old Guard," and fell, with his men, under the fire of 
 the English batteries. 
 
 Let me name a soldier who was equally as brave at 
 Gettysburg: Bertie's own son, Captain Francis W. Bird, 
 Company C, B'eveuth North Carolina Regiment, who 
 lost thirty-four out of thirty-eight men on the first and 
 second days, with the remaining four went into the great 
 charge of the third, and brought out his flag with his 
 own hand. All honor to his memory to-day. 
 
 And on that Confederate monument should be carved 
 words telling in fitting terms of the endurance, patience, 
 love and heroism of the Women of the South. 
 
 Without the Confederate private, the officers would 
 have no niche in the Temple of Fame; without the Con- 
 federate officers, the Confederate soldier would not stand 
 the supreme figure of the ages; without the Confederate 
 woman, both would have lacked the inspiration that 
 made them immortal. 
 
 And should any such memorial be erected, there should 
 appear on it the name of the Great War Governor of 
 North Carolina. My countrymen, when the fathers of 
 this commonwealth shall, in years to come, wish to 
 point their sons to some illustrious exemplar of purity in 
 life, fidelity in friendship, and grandeur in statesman- 
 ship, they will take their little ones upon their knees 
 and teach them to lisp and to love the name of Vance. 
 
 THE CONFEDERATE MONUMENT AT CHICAGO. 
 
 And now all hail to the citizens of Chicago, who, with 
 a patriotism as broad as the Union, recently set the re- 
 public a lesson in true nobility by unveiling a splendid 
 monument to our six thousand Confederate dead in 
 Camp Douglas, in the Metropolis of the West. 
 
 That monument, it seems to me, is the grandest yet 
 erected on the earth. Others have been reared by friends 
 and by fellow-countrymen, never divided by the crimson 
 
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 hand of war. But this monument was erected not by their 
 loving brothers in gray, but chiefly by their once fierce 
 foes in blue. It stands not in the land of Jefferson Davis, 
 but in the adopted State of Abraham Lincoln, About 
 it beautiful women of the South sang no songs of love, 
 but brave women of the North with flowers wreathed 
 the battery at its base, contributed by the government, 
 and paid tribute in words that gave new glory to the 
 flag of the Union. 
 
 God bless the citizens of Chicago for their broad- 
 mindedness, unselfishness and generosity. The Great 
 South in love presses to her bosom her splendid sister, 
 whose imperial domain lies beneath the setting sun; and 
 whose sons and daughters are as brave and beautiful, 
 patriotic and progressive as any of the children of men. 
 
 That Confederate monument they recently unveiled 
 in Chicago, it seems to me, is the grandest yet erected 
 on this globe. And beautifully did General Hampton 
 say, and right gladly do we endorse his words: "All 
 honor then to the brave and liberal men of Chicago, who 
 have shown by their action that they regard the war as 
 over, and that they can welcome as friends, on this 
 solemn and auspicious occasion, their former enemies. 
 As long as this lofty column points to heaven, as long 
 as one stone of its foundation remains, future generations 
 of Americans should look upon it with pride, not only 
 as an honor to those who conceived its construction, but 
 as a silent, though noble emblem of a restored Union 
 and a reunited people. In the name of my comrades, 
 dead and living, and in my own name, I give grateful 
 thanks to the brave men of Chicago, who have done 
 honor to our dead Confederate solders." 
 
 THE FALSE AND COWARD CRY OF REBELS AND REBEL- 
 LION. 
 
 In the presence of the record of the Confederate sol- 
 dier, there are men, fortunately but few in number, 
 sufficiently malicious and cowardly to refer to him as a 
 traitor and a rebel. Those who utter this base calum- 
 niation are densely ignorant, or infamously false. We 
 despise the cowardly aspersion. We protest against it 
 in«the name of the Southern people. We repel it in the 
 
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 name of Alamance and Mecklenburg, King's Mountain, 
 and Guilford Court House. We spurn it in the name 
 of eighty years of American history, during which the 
 councils of this Republic were directed and controlled 
 by Southern statesmen. Who wrote the Declaration of 
 Independence ? Whose sword beat back the hosts of 
 Britain ? What jurist most adorned the Supreme Bench 
 of this Nation? Whose tongue fired the American heart 
 with the love of freedom and cried "Give me liberty or 
 give me death !" Whose valor at New Orleans cut to 
 pieces the flower of the English army and rolled back the 
 tide of invasion? 
 
 Vile calumniator he, who dares affirm that one drop 
 of Rebel blood ever flowed in the veins of the descend- 
 ants of Jefferson, and Jackson, and Patrick Henry and 
 Marshall and Madison, and George Washington and 
 their compatriots. Against the base imputation we ap- 
 peal to the words of Lincoln, and Grant, and Greeley, 
 who declared that the Constitution was "silent about 
 Secession, and that it was a question of construction and 
 policy." Rebels! The battle flags of the Confederacy 
 fluttered over half a continent and the thunder of its 
 guns echoed around the globe. When before in the 
 history of the world were there such rebels ? It was not 
 a rebellion, but a gigantic war. 
 
 When before in the history of the world were rebels 
 treated as were the armies of the Confederacy by the terms 
 of the surrender at Appomattox ? 
 
 What did General Grant mean by addressing a rebel 
 in all his correspondence, as General R. E. Lee, com- 
 manding the Confederate States Armies ? 
 
 Why drd the United States Government fail to pros- 
 ecute Jefferson Davis ? Because the best lawyers of the 
 North and of Europe, advised that the prosecution for 
 treason could not be sustained. 
 
 Whenever you hear the vile epithet of rebel applied 
 to the Confederate soldier tell the base slanderer that 
 Stonewall Jackson said, "Our late conflict was not a re- 
 bellion, but the 'Second war of Independence. ' " 
 
 THE SOUTH AND THE UNION — CONCLUSION. 
 
 Behold the South ! How beautiful ! In 1865 »she 
 
emerged from the fire and smoke of battle, her fair form 
 gashed with grievous wounds, and red with her blood. 
 She staggered under the burden of a loss of three billion 
 dollars worth of slaves, four billions of other values, and 
 a mighty incubus, growing out of new conditions. She 
 placed her trust in the men, and the sons of the men, 
 who had crowned her with glory in war, and lo ! she 
 stands to-day, superb in her imperial power and loveli- 
 ness — not a New South, but a Progressive South, sweep- 
 ing along the pathway of Anglo Saxon supremacy, and 
 civil liberty. 
 
 Not long since, Reverend Dr. Madison Peters, of New 
 York, said, "I wish to apologize to the South for the un- 
 charitab.e thoughts I have entertained touching her 
 loyalty to the Union. I know now, said he, that if the 
 tocsin of war should be sounded, a foreign foe invade 
 our shores, or an insurrection arise in our midst, two 
 millipn men, heavily armed, would come from the South, 
 and rally around the flag of the Union. 
 
 . He added, "The South may yet be called upon to 
 save the North from the reckless immigration, that is 
 undermining her social order, and threatening our insti- 
 tutions. " 
 
 From the base of the Confederate Monument, we 
 recently unveiled, in our Capital city, we pledge our 
 brothers of the North that the opinion expressed by Dr. 
 Peters is fully justified by the patriotism aud loyality of 
 the Southern people. The Stars and the Stripes is our 
 flag. It floats above our homes, and will rustle in beauty 
 above the graves of our loved ones. If it is not our flag, 
 we have none. When this country needs brave hearts 
 to defend it, — all will see, 
 
 "Whose dripping blades and stalwart arms, 
 
 Will hue a red circle in the line, 
 
 And fence our Country's flag from harm." 
 
 But we of the South demand a "Union of the States 
 with such a jealous regard for one anothers rights, that 
 when the interest and honor of one are assailed all the 
 rest feeling the wound will kindle with just resentment 
 at the outrage." 
 
 And not until bad men of the North cease to slander 
 
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 and to misconstrue the motives of Southern men, can 
 there be that perfect union of hearts so earnestly desired 
 by all good men both North and South. 
 
 Loyal to this Union, standing ready to defend it 
 against internal strife or a world in arms, we dedicate 
 ourselves anew to the perpetuation of our sacred mem- 
 ories. 
 
 Devoted to the "Stars and Stripes," we will gather, 
 ever and anon about the "Stars and Bars," and wet it 
 with tears of love, and all brave men will understand. 
 
 "Four stormy years we saw it gleam, 
 A people's hope — and then refurled 
 
 Even while its glorv was the theme — 
 Of half the world". 
 
 They jeer, who trembled as it hung 
 
 Comet-like, blazoning the sky, 
 And heroes, such as Homer sung, 
 
 Followed it — to die." 
 
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