Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 October 1887 — Page 2

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Xow lets heur something more about, the "penmon paupers.

liead the answer to the Macon occurrence in the November election returns.

In all the demonstrations in the south there is not one word of loyalty to the Union as it now exists.

The south after setting with its own eyes a Democratic President no longer hesitated or masked its desire to get into the saddle again.

There would be no objection to a tinal leave taking of the rebel Mag and "lost cause" if such proceeding gave any sign of being a "leave taking" in fact.

It is all right, we suppose, to wave the rebel ting and exalt Jeff Davis above Abraham Lincoln and to denounce such treason is "waving the bloody shirt."

To-day (Jovernor Gordon arrives in Ohio to take part in the Democratic campaign. lie comes with fresh inspiration. Vallandigham should be alive to greet him.

The police board can do nothing else than see that the all-night saloons are closed. The board owes it to an outraged public to make this much reparation for long neglected duty.

There is something wrong when the vote of the men who engaged in the Macon all'air counts as against three votes in Indiana. In the Macon con gressional district there is a rebel congressman for whom not a third as many votes are east as wore thrown for either candidate in this congressional district last year.

Mr. O. O. Slealey, the Washington correspondent of the Courier-Journal, lias finally succeeded in having the sec retary of war order the removal of W al demar WullV, a Republican recently appointed superintendent of the government depot at Jetl'ersonville, that a Democrat may get the place. It has been a momentous issue, and for a long time overshadowed even the taritl" (pipstion with the Courier Journal.

Governor Gordon speaks of the "purity" of Jell' Davis' life and "his statesmanship" in the United States senate. Vet this is the same scoundrel whose letters plot ting treason, written in the senate chamber during the three or tour years prior to the war, are now published in the Hay Xicolay Life of Lincoln. lie was in correspondence with the traitors in Buchanan's cabinet, advising them to move all government ordnance and ammunition to the south, and yet daily pretended to be true to his oath as a United States senator. There is nothing heroic in JetV Davis, and Gordon and other southern leaders know it. bu' he is the representative of "The Cause." and for that reason is worshipped by the south.

At the iayiug of the corner stone of the Lee monument at Richmond yesterday a poem by James Harron Hope was read. Here is a part of it:

Peace lias come. tiod give His blessing mi the fact and on the name! The South speaks no Invective And she writes no word of blame Hut we call all men to witness That we stand up without shame!

Nay! Send It forth to all the world That we stand up here with pride, Willi love for our living comrades And with praise for those who died: Ami In this manly trame of mind Till death we will abide.

(i (Hi ami our conscience alone Ulve us measure of right and wrong. The race may fall unto the swift And the battle to the strong Hut the truth will shine in history And blossom Into Song.

The South is magnanimous it "speaks no invective." It is content the truth of secession principles shall "shine in history." It is this insufferable assumption of the righteousness of a cause the whole world has deemed to have been bad all through, that will keep the bloody shirt waving.

Can anyone believe the south has given up that cause, after such demonstrations as that at Macon, where a United States senator talks of JetY Davis as his clneftan and Mr. Cleveland's exminister to Mexico savs, "and so surelv

as it moves [the light of christian civilization] it shall bring the day of a tinal triumph to be decreed by the mind and conscience of man to time-tested truth. In that triumphal procession Abraham Lincoln shall not move as the rightful president, but Jefferson Oa\is, the socalled 'traitor,' leader of a so-called 'lost cause.' It has been the custom of the Democratic press to say of these Jeff Davis episodes, that he is a foolish old man without a country and without a following, but such scenes as witnessed at Macon, where the leading men, young as well as old, predicted the tinal triumph of the cause of the lebellion. show that Mr. Davis is but a typical representative of the true southern sentiment.

OUR WORST IS THEIR BEST.

Chicago Times. The record of Amer Green, who was lynched the other night at Delphi. Indiana, as It has developed, satisfies the people of that vicinity that they are fortunately rid of one of the vilest scoundrels evei bom Into the world.

His own

confession is thai

he ruined no less than sixty-live women, and the whole extent of his Iniquity may never be disclosed. His death Is a

good

thing for the moral

atmosphere of Indiana: but what a man he would have made If he had belonged to the prince of Wales' set!

THE SHARK OF ALL SHARKS.

Chicago Times. Mr. (iould will sail for Europe, it Is said, in about a month. As he sails the ocean blue, tinsharks will all take oil their Hals to htm as a mark of theii homage and respect.

LAY IN COAL JUST THE SAME.

Saugerties Telegraph. The husks on Indian corn are thin, and the golden rod was yellower than usual. This, the weather wise say, is indicative of an open winter.

RAT, TAT, TAT, TAT,

New Haven News. Some musical monologues are not as musical as a hollow log with a woodpecker at work on it.

THE SAME OLD SOUTH, TOO.

Chicago Journal. The New South has the same old rebel yell.

One Conference I'aid I p.

Colonel John W. Ray, treasurer of De Pauw University, reports thai the Northeast Indiana Conference lias settled ir. full for its subscription to the university endowment fund. Each of the four conferences subscribed. or rather assumou to raise 81*VX)t), and this is the tirst one to make a clean balance sheet with the treasurer, The Southeast Conlerence is making a stenuous effort to raise its share, in aid of which Dr. Parkhurst is delivering a series of lectures.

KXI'KESS I'ACKAOiteS.

WOMAN'S CRKKl).

A woman only knoweth love To know that it is passing sweet. To know that all her heart Is glad. or else to know that she Is sad Because it failed her and forsooth. I think she lias an extra sense To love by, granted not to man: Love's measureless own recompense Consists lu loving theie's her creed. A pretty thought, in faith or deed! A feminine lair thought, but false To man forever! false as light To the born blind, as painted fruit To starving lips or as a bright Departing sail to drowning eyes. Man loveth in another way! He cannot take the less without The more lie has a bitter way In loving, that you kno.v not of.

Elizabeth Stuart I'helps.

Puck: A railroad horror the tram boy. "Old Folks at Home" is published as a holiday gift book.

The old Bull Run battlefield is a favorite resort for sportsmen. A priest's skull cap is black, a cardinal's is red, and the pope's is white.

Four overland routes to the Pacific have been built in the past iive years. Sandbank is the name of a German financier who has just failed at Berlin. \V. \V. Corcoran seems to have recovered from his serious illnessof last June.

Turning a square cornered stick is a possibility with a newly invented lathe. A society in Detroit of men sworn not to swear numbers nearly L,(XX) persons.

It is discovered that a school teacher near Montreal can neither read nor write.

Senator Hale writes from Germany tliet ho expects to sail for home this week.

Castor beans is one oT the successful Kansas crops of which mention is seldom made.

San Francisco is anxious that the national Democratic convention beheld in that city.

Tom Ochiltree says that James Gordon Bennett came to America to edit his new paper in Paris.

The Ohio Society in New ork has a membership of nearly 100. and is looking for permanent quarters.

Most of the people who are willing to tell how to become rich are finally buried at the expense of the county.

Burdette: "Is your father a Christian':'" asked the new minister. "No,'^ replied the boy. "he sings in the choir."

If something could be done to abolish the Alaska seal fisheries altogether it would make many husbands very happy.

Mr. James Russell Lowell has relet his "Klinwood" home at Cambridge, to Mrs. Ole Bull, and will remain abroad all winter.

The six-thousand-ton armored battle ship to be constructed for the United States navv is to cost within a fraction of £:!,,"00.000.

Deer are doing so much damage to the crops in Grass Valley, ('al., that Indians are employed to guard the fields ly night and day.

The market price of a letter written ly George Washington, is while an epistle from the hand of George D. Prentice brings 850.

There is a young man in Hartford who has had the broken bone of one of his legs mended with a silver rivet, and will soon he out on crutches.

Gladstone is a tirm believer in the good of athletics, and his son. HerbertGladstone. is the president of a National Physical Recreation society.

Secretary Bayard is still considered the most ditlicult man at the capital to get at. his exclusiveness frequently retarding important bublic business.

An elk that weighed SCO pounds, dressed, was recently killed in Coos county Oregon. It was fifteen and onehalf hands high and eleven and one-half feet long.

Mr. Ivan Panin. a clever young Russian. who was graduated rive years ago at Harvard, is about to deliver a course of lectures iu Boston on the more famous Russian writers.

Murat llalsted says that Mr. Blaine did not attend the dinner at Lord Salisbury's to which he was invited, and at which he was reported to have used language uncomplimentary to the Irish.

THE QISE" NOT "LOST CAl'Sr

Rededieation of the Southern Heart and Soul to the Principles of

Secession.

THE STARS AND STRIPES TRAMPLED ON.

Most Remarkable Occurrences and Speeches at the Jeff Davis Reunion at Macon, Ga.

The associated press report of the Macon affair did not tell all but yesterday the Associated Press report included the whoie story which is gleaned from various reports is as follows:

The morning of "Jeff Davis' Day'' at the Georgia State Fair opened with deepening skies, but what cared the Confederates who had come by thousands to be "Reviewed by the ex-President." Band after band marched up Mulberry street, thy dampened drums sounding hollow and sad. The strains of "Dixie" and "Bonnie Blue Flag" heralded the approach of the regimental associations, and when the little column of veterans liled by, there went up the piercing cheer which, in 1801 -Go, became known as the "Rebel yell." Macon to-day produced that "yell" in unlimited quantities. and upon all possible occasions. The shrill whoop swelled in volume and then died awav. Sometimes an individual had it all to himself, then again a

street

full of people joined in the earpiercing scream.- The veterans began turning out the yell before breakfast. Thev kept at it afl day.

As ubiquitous as the yell, was the Confederate Hag. It was everywhere.. Each incoming delegation brought its contribution. There were Confederate flags ot all sizes. Some were old and faded, bearing the evidence of hard service some were torn and tattered, and some were suspiciously new in appearance. The heroes of the early part of the day were the old soldiers, who appeared proudly with relics of the war. Veterans went about wearing some article of the Confederate service. In one case it was a butternut coat, in another a tattered cap and another wore a canteen.

But the man who got an ovation was Bill Eveis, of East Macon, an engineer and a survivorof the l''orty-tifth Georgia. Kvers marched up anil down the street carrving one of the famous Joe Brown pikes. When the lirst troops went out, Georgia ran short of guns. Joe Brown, who is now United States senator, and was then a governor, had a lot of pikes made. With these he equipped the troops for whom he had no muskets, and sent them out to repel the Yankee invader.

Old Bill Evers had preserved his pike, and he brought it out to amuse the veterans while it rained. The si aII was a long poie with a foot of rude iron work on the end of it. The pike was shaped like a spear, and about four inches from the point was a cross bar to keep the point from going clear through the miserable Yankee who might get in its way. By the time ho invented the pike as a weapon of modern warfare, Governor Brown had made a lot of knives, two feet long, and each of the Georgians carried one of these for close work. Evers brought out the pike early in the day and rehearsed the story of its manufacture a hundred times, lie wore his old confederate cap, and carried his canteen and haversack. "You well remember," he would say, "that Joe Brown had to retreat from Milledgeville. It was said that when he left he dug up hiscollard patch and took it with him. Here is a lineal descendant of one of Joe Brown's collards."

As he concluded his little speech, Evers would draw from his haversack lie long carrot-shaped collard with its bunch of green leaves, and then the yell broke out anew. The collard is a species of Georgia turnip. Senator Colquitt is a conspicuous figure in this reunion, but Brown is not here.

While the reunion was going on informallv. but with great order, down town, several interesting events were transpiring at the mansion of J. Marsh Johnston. Soon after breakfast a committeo of twenty-five including the leading young men of Macon and neighboring cities, marched up the hill and into this house. A band accompanied the delegation, all were ushered into the presence of Mr. Davis and his family in the large parlors. The committee was presented as coming from the oung Men eteran association. Mr. Joe Blount, son of Congressman Blount, was the spokesman, and he soon made known the mission of the party. As illustrating that the spirit of "Gl-'G-'i still survives, and that there are "chips of the old block" in the South, what was said on this occasion was interesting.

Mr. Blount addressed the ex-president as follows: Mr. Davis, v.e. your children, are triad to salute von We. respecting the motives which actuated our sires, revere you as the exemplar of that cause We furthermore desire to present to you some tangible token of our esteem, and to tint end we oiler you this liadge. We assure you we are loyal to the memories of our fathers.

Mr. Blount then handed Mr. Davis a magnificent white satin badge with a rosette of silver. Attached to and underneath the white badge was one of gray, upon which was printed the following:

Mr Davis- While the survivors of the Confederacy do honor to their chieftain, we. their sons, remembering vour faithfulness to and sunerings for them join our hearts with theirs in gratitude and together pledge vou eternal love. Our prayer Is thai (iod. who has ever been just, may still care for vou. and when the time conies crown you with glory that never fades In a cause that never dies.

The band played "Dixie" wjiiie the ribbons were being pinned upon Mr. Davis' coat.

Then the ex-president responded: II vouug countrymen, words can not express my gratitude. I am proud to know that you hold lu memorv and reverence the principles of your fathers: 1 am clad of the fact that we are still a free people, ami assure you that tills token will be treasured.

Mr. Blount next turned his attention to Miss Winnie, and addressed her as follows:

Miss Davis: Our fathers revere your father. We. their sons revere you. We admire you for the many virtues you exemplify. This sentiment fully expresses our feelings.

As he said this Mr. Blount handed to Miss Winnie a white satin badge bearing the name of the young men'sassociation. On the accompanying slip of gray ribbon was printed the following sentiment, to which Mr. Blount referred in his remarks:

Miss Winnie Davis: With out hearts we welcome thee, we sons of veterans. Fur thy matehle.ss father's sake we love thee, chaste child of the Confederacy for thine own and his we revere and honor thee. The stars and bars fell In thy Infancy. but though that flag went down overwhelmed with the dust and blood of many battles, the furled folds were stainless as thine own sweet soul at hlrth. So also Is the life of him. thy lather and ills Lee. While our fathers greet thy father we pav our homage to the child so grand a sire. Mav'thy life be full of years, full of happiness ami rich with noble deeds. The memories thy deathless name awakens will live as long as there Is a southerner to chant the praises of our couiitry'.s heroes, or Jwgiin l*?ft to bivtftnt* the pure air of our sunny south land.

Miss Davis replied briefly that she was

TIIR TERRE HAUTE EXPRESS, FRIDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 28, 1887.

much gratified with the marks of esteem shown her father and herself. When the Young Men's Veteran Association had had its inning. Captain J. L. Hardeman, in behalf of the Floyd Rifles, stepped forward with a badge from that organization for Miss W innie. The Floyd Rifles of 1861 was the first body of troops to salute a Confederate flag in Georgia, and it was the first command to enter Virginia from an outside state and report for duty. Then the commanding officer was the father of the present captain. The first Confederate flag saluted in Georgia was made by Mrs. Hardeman, the mother of the captain. The badge presented to Miss Davis to-day was a small silver canteen with a strip of ribbon appropriately inscribed. The father of Captain Hardeman, who led the Floyd Rifles on to irginia in 1861, is at present postmaster at Macon. He delivered the address in presenting to Mrs. Davis at the fair grounds yesterday the silver fruit bowl contributed by the merchants of Macon.

While the flower of the youth of Georgia were at the mansion on the hill, the rank and tile of vets were getting ready for their time. The yells grew more frequent and longer. The bands played Dixie more persistently than ever and always with rousing accompaniment of yells. While the procession was forming there occurred, just in front of the Hotel Lanier, upon the crowded pavement, one of the most remarkable scenes of this or any other day since Appomattox. Bill Evers, the East Macon engineer, was still carrying his "Joe Brown pike" through the streets. He had improved upon his tirst appearance by getting two small United States flags and tacking them to the pole. As he came in front of the hotel a stout, grizzled veteran, wearing one of the reunion badges, stepped up to him and called out loud enough for many to hear: "Tear off those flags this ain't no Union. This is the Confederacy. By -tear 'em off."

Evers had been imbibing until he was in a condition of mind to be easily swayed. He lowered the pik«, and ripping one of the flags from the staff, tearing it in ribbons as he did so, threw it on the ground. There were approving yells all around. "Tear off the other," shouted the veteran, who was bent on making a complete job of the insult to the stars and stripes. "Tear it off," he continued as Evers hesitated.

Just then a tall, well dressed man, who was standing at a little distance, and whose attention was attracted by the loud talk, hurried up and exclaimed to Evers: "Don't do it, don't do it leave the flag where it is it, is the best thing I have seen to-day I'm a Southerner.'

This braced up Evers, who refused to destroy the remaining flag. "No," he said to the still urging veteran. "I'll leave one of the flags on." Then by some curious action of the mind Evers seemed to reason that by destroying one Federal Hag he had sufficiently vindicated the honor and dignity of the Confederacy, and was now in the proper attitude towards the North. "I've always been willing to meet the 't ankees hall way, he went on argumentatively, "and I'll keep one of the Hags on the pike."

But five minutes later the veteran, bent on mischief, was leading the pikebearer down to the bar in the basement. A big drink was poured out, and a moment later the pike staff was bare and the shreds of the second United States flag were scattered over the bar-room floor. Evers was patted on the back, and therl the unknown veteran having accomplished his purpose, disappeared. There was but one protest made while this was going on, and it came from the tall, handsome stranger who had only interfered a moment to save the flag from insult, and had passed on evidently thinking his purpose accomplished. Had he more to tell. Some said the stranger was Major Carnes, a gallant ex-Confederate who served while scarcely more than a boy, and who accompanied the Davis futility from Beauvoir to Macon.

This incident was told and retold many times during the afternoon, and much talked about. There is a sequel. The torn Hag lay upon the payment and was kicked about for half an hour. Then a little negro boy came along, picked up the flag, smoothed it out, and put it in his pocket.

When the procession passed the house where Jeff was, the yelling became more ear-piercing, if possible, than ever. Men crawled over other men's heads to reach the hand of Mr. Davis, and fought savagely for the privilege. Some would get part way up the side of the veranda and "be yanked back into the crush below. There were cries of "God bless you. Jeff Davis," "Oh, may God bless you," and a thousand similar :cclamations. Men pleaded with tears in their eyes, crying, "For God's sake let me touch 'his hand-only one touch of his hand!"

The tattered and blood-stained Hag of the Third Georgia regiment was passed over the heads of the people. As soon as it was within reach Mrs. Davis reached out, tore out a small piece, pressed it to her lips, and, sobbing like a child, thrust into her bosom. At this the crowd became like men demented, and they wept and yelled and struggled in that dreadful crush.

Jeff Davis clasped the flag and staff to his heart, and bowing his white head, kissed its folds, while the tears streamed from his eyes. His daughter grasped the corners of the Hag and kissed them. "Take the staff in your hands. want to see you holding the flag," the crowd shouted. The staff was then placed in Mr Davis' hand by Senator Colquitt, who held to it and helped Mr. Davis weak hands to wave it back and forth. Senator Colquitt climbed upon the railing, and tried for a long time to gain silence enough to make a few remarks, but the crowd had gone crazy, and the frantic struggle kept going on to reach Mr. Davis' hand.

Miss Davis tried to hold him back, for he was weak and trembled, and the brawny hands that clasped his thin white ones were not too gentle. Mrs. Davis would pull his hand back and throw hers into those reached up. and on the other side Winnie and Mrs. Hays were doing the same. All of them, including Colquitt and Gordon, worked like b«j»Ters with both hands to grasp as many Rands as possible. After ten minutes*

Mrs.

Hays snatched off her dia­

mond rings, which had cut her fingers until they were bleeding, and went at the work harder than ever.

When Mr. Davis let go of the staff of the flag the men struggled to get hold of the staff where his hand had rested. A man so far back he could not possibly reach the distinguished party, held out his cane and Mr. Davis shook the end of it. Miss Davis did the same, and then the proud possessor kissed the head where the hands had touched it. Finally Mrs. Davis put both her arms around her husband, who was in great danger of being pulled over the railing, and forced him back into his chair.

Then, after some trouble. Senator Colquitt secured comparative silence and si»ke. He stood upon the railing, the "C. S. A." on his badge being conspicu­

ous enough to be seen at several rods distant. He said: •'I appeal to you as old Confeds. while we love and venerate this old chieftain of ours, let us endeavor to protect his health and perpetuate his life to green old age. [Voices. "Thank God."| It is impossible for this vast concourse to shake hands with him. While we commend the endeavor to show our spirit of love for him, let me beg of you to desist from shaking his hand. Shout for him, worship him, but don't attempt to take him by the hand."

Mr. Davis then arose, and as all the crowd uncovered, said: "Friends and brethren: I am like that flag, torn and tattered by storms and years. I love it for its own sake. I love it Tor yours. I love it as a memento of what your fathers did and hoped that you would ilo. God bless you. I will see you again."

There was a storm of yells as Gordon stepped forward, tall, commanding and martial looking, his appearance enhanced by the big hole in his cheek, made by "a Federal bullet. He said: "My brother soldiers: It is my infinite pleasure in your behalf to welcome to this great state and to the hearts of the people the grand old chieftain. [Voice,

Hurrah for Jeff Davis. God bless him.'] It is his good fortune, after an eventful life tilled with stormy scenes and vicissitudes. to look back upon a career without a blot or a stain- a life that has been spent in the service of his country and his country's liberty. Whether, when in congress, going to the front in the arena of America's talent and ambition, or resigning that, sent to do battle for his country in Mexico and winning imperishable renown at Buena Vista or in Mr. Pierce's cabinet as director of the war department, tilling that office with an ability that defied criticism or in the United States senate, where, by his purity of diction, his purity of life'and his statemanship, he won the title of 'Cicero of the senate": or later on when he was called to the head of a new government [a stentorian voice, "(iod bless it,"| which struggled with a nerve and manhood unparalleled in history. wherever ho has been it has been his fortune to wear the white mantle of spotless integrity find undiminished patriotism: and now in your presence and his I offer his congratulations and mine to his people that are still spared to us ["God bless him.' from a thousand voices] in his green old age, and can look upon a country still free and upon a brighter prospect of transmitting the libertios we have received from our fathers to you and your children."

When Mr. Davis' carriage, drawn by four gray horses and guarded by General Pierce Young's cavalry escort, came down Mulberry street on the way to the park there was a great demonstration as he passed along the square between the two monuments and in front of the Hotel Lanier. The street was packed, and enthusiasm from various sources was rampant.

The cannon banged and the band played "Dixie," and there was plenty more of the kind of shrill yelling that makes one's ears ache for hours.

At the park the scenes was one on a scale with those at the Johnson mansion the same tremendous excitement, the same devotion to Mr. Davis and the "Lost Cause," which is now called "'The Cause."

President Norton, of the association, in a few remarks introduced (Jovernor Gordon, who said the first time lie ever met Mr. Davis was at the first battle of Manassas. Mr. Davis was riding after the Confederate army. His first impression of him was that he was the grandest man he had ever seen. General Gordon then described him as Mr. Davis looked upon that occasion, complimenting him in the highest terms for his appearance and his actions. The second time that lie saw him he was in prison at Fortress Moutrce. He showed by his actions that lie was a great man. lie bore his imprisonment with that fortitude and dignity that was true to his nature.

Governor Gordon's closing remarks were a grand tribute to every act of Mr. Davis' life. (Jovernor Gordon then introduced Mr. Davis, who arose and spoke briefly of the honor conferred upon him. He was glad to meet with the veterans of the Confederacy. He telt gratitude to them for the tribute that they were paying him.

Calls were made for Mrs. Davis, Miss Davis and Mrs. Hays, who in turn, as they were called, got up and showed their acknowledgement by bowing to the audience, Mrs. Davis throwing a kiss to the crowd, which act was met with deafening applause.

Governor Gordon then introduced exGovernor Watt?, of Alabama, as the only surviving member of Mr. Davis' Cab inet. (jovernor Watts said that when Mr. Davis visited Alabama a year ago he explained to him why he resisted when he was arrested. Mr. Davis saiil he did not do so because the I S. Government. arrested him. as he know too well that it would be useless to resist such a power, but because he desired to enter a protest against the indignity of what was being put upon him and what he represented. The action of the vet erans to-day in shaking hands with Mr. Davis showed the grandest sentiment of human love. He believed that every soldier in the South felt reverence and friendship for the distinguished statesman who was present on the stand, and that his memory would forever live in the hearts of the people of the Southern States.

Governor Gordon then introduced General Henry B. Jackson, ex-Minister to Mexico, appointed by President Cleveland, who said: "Confederate Veterans: To llluslrate the public virtue ol the llomans. which exalted a town Into a nation to the end of the pagan universe. Napoleon III. made mention, among others, ot the tact that instantly upon the close of the civil war amnesty. uiniualltied. was proclaimed for all. No triumph was decreed to the victor leader In such a strife, but all Rome went into mourning for the gallant dead of both sides. Every herealter with oatiiotlc delight may we Invoke the scenes ol this day to Illustrate the startling truth that there Is In American life an Imperial power more effective for practical ends than the lolly virtues of the Homan people in the ^raiulet epoch of Kom:m historv Where else upon earth to-day are similar scenes possible? Not In Hungary, where Kossuth lives: not in Poland, where Kosciusko fell: not in Ireland, though the empytemi ring with the mightv music of (iladstone's eloquence: not in the land were Kmmett suffered, for to-day there stands upon the soli ot (ieorgla the distinguished Mlss'.ppian who. within the ilfe of the present generation. was. the so-called "traitor" leader of a socalled "lost" cause.

We Confederate veterans, relics of the armies which tought for that cause, are here to meet him: to move before him in the pride and pomp of no Koman triumph. It Is true, but bending our necks to no Honian voke or subjugation. Hy Invitation of the state of (ieorgla, speaking through her empowered oflicials. all have come to behold the majestic truth revealing herself. State sovereignty is not dead, (ieorgla is a sovereign still, and calls upon her people to glory with her to-day. Her glorv is in her history: her history Is the memory of her dead and ihls day Is consecrated to her Confederate dead. They were guilty of no treason to her. To whom. then, could they be traitors? Where shall we seek their higher sovereign? Shall we find him in the Federal constitution? Then here was a sovereign smitten to earth by traitor hands: trampled In the dust by traitor feet: but the hands and the feet were not theirs. Do we hold that the men who fought against them were traitors? Not at ail. not at all. They, too. were loyal to their sovereigns. The constitution was but a treaty made solemn by oath upon a conscience-stamped compact. It Is true, at last but a treaty lietween high contracting sovereign parties. without one atom of sovereignty In Itself. Hence, with Impunity, through long years of palnfur agitation, was broken: broken by the sovereign parties of the North, called oltentlmes "a compact with bell." They enacted Into crime the mere at tempt of Federal power to enforce It within their dominions, because, after decades of enduiauce its

1 wit lent as It was delusive, the sovereign parties of the South declined to accept their revolutionary will in permanent place of the constitution, the compact-breaking sovereigns of the Norili. with numbers overwhelming and material unbounded made aggressive war upon them lo force them to accept 1L Simple record thls yet forever fixed In the firmament »f truth. Falsehood abroad, reckless or malignant: dallying with the false at home. Ill-judged, cowardly ir venal, cannot unfix It. As well attempt stiuidlng ujton a stool to pluck lixed star from heaven.

The world had been told that the people of the South made the war to perpetuate African slavery. Tills Is false. They did not create that Institution nor do they wish to restore it. Not that shame can attach to Its memory. False Indeed must be the historic muse U) her clearest duty. If all things being considered, the parties, the surroundings, the results, she Ul to hand It down to future times as the gentlest. W tiu most civilizing and humanizing, relationship ever borne by labor to capital. The people of the South went to arms not to peritetiiiite but to Imperil their iecullar Institution: not to save but to sacrlllce pro ertj In defense of honor. Nay. to sacrlllce life Itself rather than tainelv submit to Insolent wrong. For tue rl"lit to govern themselves, bequeathed to them by their lathers, tl'.er were prepjued to Immolate all. The principle for which they fought, the only princlide of government expansive enough to meet the requirements of advancing civilization made of late, bv Gladstone's eloquence, so familiar to European thought, was American born. Sun of the modern as comp ired with the ancient civilization. "home rule." iis contrasted with Koman centralization, rose the west, and now mounts the western firmament, red with the Wood of Confederate heroes, moist with the tears of Confederate widows and orphans.

Eastward shall.lt continue to roll, carrying with It the blessed light of Christian civilization all around the globe. And so surely as It moves It shall bring the day of a final triumph to be decreed by the mind and conscience of man. In that triumphal procession Abraluun Lincoln shall not move as the rightful president, but Jefferson Davis, the so-called -traitor'' leader ol the so-called "lost" cause. The memory of those chains will thrill along that awful line with a power never given to mortal eloquence. In that silent but majestic inarch will move the "Confederate States of America." each wearing her truthstudded crown of sovereignty untarnished (ieorgla. bearing In her proud arms her barlow, her Cobb, her Walker, her blood-stained heroes unnumbered, who ie!l with a sense of the coming glory uneciipsed in llieir souls. If this lie the coming of the New South, a name whieh occupies the air at times, then we. Confederate veterans, cry, "NewSouth, all hall!" Do we not. my brothers? All hall, renovating union of sovereign states as planned by the common fathers, who worked more wiseiv than they knew. All hall! grand American republic of wheels within a wheel.

Wheel, resplendent Illuminator ol the modern world! We. we too. Confederates, can echo from our hearts, and re-echo from our heart ol hearts the patriot crv of Webster, the great ••Thanks be to (iod that I- I. too. am an American citizen."

But il the so-called "New South" be a base surrender of the old. a false confession meanly false -of shame In our past, shame in our sires, shame in our dead, which none but the :-H'iest fool can honestly feel. then, with all of thi- er given to us bv the (iod of truth, we cry .. .aunt, false South avaunt. Rotten trunk upon a cursed root, thy fruit must turn to ashes on the lip

After the speech of General Jackson. Governor Gordon introduced General Clement A. Evans by saying: "I introduce to you one who is a soldier indeed." (ieneral Evans said: "I am prouder to-day of having been a Confederate soldier than I ever was lu all my life. I am glad that 1 can look upon ilils scene where thousands or fellow-comrades are gathered together to show their affect Ion for each oilier. I ani not here to make a speech so much as to tell you how much I love you. No body of men ever lived like those men ol .* South who fought tour solid years tor the sake ot sentiment. I yield gladly In all tilings to the eminent men who are justly receiving your plaudits: but I claim a place in the front rank or fellowship and friendship tor my brother soldiers, and It ts a proud satisfaction to feel that all my devotion Is fully returned. I can not believe that another mail breathes the air of heaven who loves the old l-ebs better than I do. I remember them as they were twentv-ttve vears ago brave, graceful, glorious fellows. 1 have kept alongside their course these following years. I have seen their ranks become thin and the broken files close up from year to year, and I am here to-day. my comrades, with the old feeling and the old fellowship which no years can ever abate.

We have lived to see a new generation of young men arise who are worthy of their fathers and who will not be ashamed of Confederate history nor be unworthy of their lineage. We have lived to see tills glorious day. when honors are paid with enthusiasm to the grand old man who is worthy of tills ovation. Kighlly Is he reckoned the subllmest of living men. No monarch on earth has such heartfelt Tributes paid him by Ills people as you give tills day. No other living man could be accorded such demonstration without exciting suspicion. But he receives them as the outpouring of the popular heart to a lovetl man who was the only president of the Confederacy. a president once and now and forever. We are often told that the whole Confederate piupose and struggle was a failure, but It was not a failure. The south would not have kept Its self respect except by the great and bloody venture ot separation. The Issues on which the fight were made were not elearly defined In the minds ol southern young men who went eagerly to the war. But there was one thing well understood, and that was the peril of our manhood.

Mr. Evans continued some time in this strain amid tremendous yelling. The wild rush to get hold of the ex-presi-dent's hand as he returned to his carnage was stopped by shutting his car riage door. This answered for a moment and then the veterans smashed the windows in the carriage and so got at their hero again. Every glass was broken, and a dozen arms thrust in through each aperture. It was with difliculty the carriage was gotten safely out of the grounds with its broken windows.

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