...piness, and joy? Can this be Fairfax, where the fields of wheat once rolled their golden waves in the summer wind, and the smiling houses held out arms of welcome? Look, it has become a veritable Golgotha — the place of skulls --a sombre Jehoshaphat full of dead men's bones! I remember all that, and shall ever remember it; but in contrast with these scenes of ruin and desolation, come back...