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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 8. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Reminiscences of Jackson's infantry ( foot cavalry ). (search)
ion the gentle breast of woman, and dimmed with sympathetic tears the bright glances of her eyes. It has found an echo in the pathless desert around the tents of the wandering Arab, and it has even penetrated as a household tale into the most secret recesses of the zenanas of the east and the harem of the Turk. Indeed, Mr. Chairman, the infantry of the Army of Northern Virginia, in common with their comrades of the other arms of the service, may well adopt the language of the heroic son of Venus — the princely warrior who led the shattered remnants of the Trojan hosts from smitten Troy and their desolated homes to found imperial dominion in distant lands--Quis jam locus . . . Quae regio in terris nostri non plena laboris. Instead of attempting such an eulogy, therefore, I will, with your permission, Mr. Chairman, narrate an incident which fell under my own observation, one like so many which are familiar to us all, and illustrative, as I think, of the tone and temper of the brav