ave been more appropriately called on to respond to this toast than Rev. Dr. John Landstreet, one of those faithful chaplains who was ever at the post of duty, even though this sometimes required him to be in the thickest of the fight.
He made an eloquent and every way admirable speech, and was enthusiastically applauded by his old comrades with whom he is evidently a great favorite.
In response to calls, General Bradley T. Johnson, General I. R. Trimble, General George H. Steuart, Hon. Spencer Jones, and others, made happy speeches, and the whole affair was a splendid success.
In the death of Captain John Hampden Chamberlayne, editor of the Richmond, Va., State, there has passed from our midst a gallant soldier, a chivalric gentleman, a pure patriot, an able editor, a fine scholar, a true friend, a noble man.
He was the friend of our University days, our comrade in the army, our coworker in vindicating the truth of Confederate history, and we shall sadly miss his genial p
was not a parson, that a man's religion is his chief part and turns all the rest.
The Doctor said that in point of service he was the oldest man in the regiment, and that counting by seniority he was entitled to ride five yards in front of Colonel Jones.
Referring to the governor's fifty-year prophecy, he said that at the end of that time Norfolk would be a Liverpool, Lynchburg an Edinboroa, Richmond a Paris, and Farmville a London.
The Doctor concluded by comparing Lee's memory to the led.
The first table.
The gentlemen at the first table were General Bradley T. Johnson (presiding), General Wade Hampton, General Hooker (congressman from Mississippi), Captain Booth, Major W. H. Wigfall, Major Skip--with Wilmer, Colonel Spencer Jones, Rev. William M. Dame, Captain A. J. Smith, General J. L. Brent, Colonel Henry Kyd Douglas, Major R. M. Blundon, Captain L. N. Hope and Winfield Peters.
The New York Veterans.
Their first annual dinner.
The Confederate Veterans' Ca