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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 26. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.11 (search)
ng that held this draping in place, Miss Raoul recited her own beautiful lines that are inscribed under the statue: Fame's temple boasts no higher name, No king is higher on his throne, No glory shines with brighter gleam, The name of Patriot stands alone. Captain Screw's eloquence. The band played My Maryland and then came the introduction of Captain Ben. H. Screws. The eloquent diction for which Captain Screws is noted, won for him the closest attention. He spoke as follows: Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen. Those who followed glorious young Pelham, that true son of thunder, and his terrible artillery over the hills and through the valleys of Virginia, or went with Pickett and Kemper and Armistead up ugainst the hurricane of fire, lead and iron on Round Top, need no monumental marble, to recall the memories of that thrilling era; and those who through the long and bloody hours hurled themselves against the merciless batteries of Rosecrans on the awful field of Chicka
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 26. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), A Memorial. (search)
stance pronounced by those who heard them as matchless gems of happiest utterance. He loved the Veterans of the Confederacy and would never allow any one else to officiate at the burial of those who died at the Soldiers Home, when he was able to do so. He was for a score of years or more a member of the Executive Committee of the Southern Historical Society, and his zeal was constant in behalf of its interests and the fulfilment of its justly reverent objects. Of him, the now aged Chairman of the Executive Committee, the oldest surviving Major-General of the Confederate Army, but whose life-long animus holds with his heart-beat-General Dabney H. Maury, writes to Judge Christian recently from Peoria, Illinois, where he is on a visit to his son: I have just heard of the death of Dr. M. D. Hoge, our friend and associate in the work of the Southern Historical Society. It has been a source of manly pride to me, that from the first [institution of the Society, in May, 1869],