The fallen brave.
Besides the duty to our country, to the memory of our fathers, and the hopes of our posterity, which should stimulate the patriotism of every Southern man, we owe a debt of gratitude and veneration to the brave men who have perished in our defence, which should prevent us from ever giving back an inch to the invaders whose hands are wet with their blood.
Not only the thousands who have perished fighting gloriously in the battle field, but the large multitude who have sickened and died in the hospital and in camp, invoke us by the sacred recollection of their sacrifices, their sufferings, their toils and death, never to desert the cause which they have helped to redeem with their precious lives, and to dishonor their immortal memories.
From the skies the spirits of the just and valiant look down upon us to see if we are worthy of their kindred blood and of the great cause in which they have perished.--There is scarcely a family in the South
which has not lost some brave and noble spirits in defence of home and country.
Can those who remain prove recreant to the graves of their dead, whose blood cries from the ground for vindication against the murderous enemies of our race and of humanity?