Confederate echoes: a voice from the South in the days of secession and of the Southern Confederacy . Beside her couch she weary kneels. And clasps her hands before her face;Ah! only Christ knows what she feels, A lonely supplicant for prays for one who does not come, And draws an answer from her hopes;And then within her silent home. While stars slide down nights silvery slopes,She nestles close beside her babe. And one arm oer it shielding throws,And dreams of joys that day denies, Until the rose of morning blows. HO, FOR dixie land! 19 The above production was clipped by mywife fr
Confederate echoes: a voice from the South in the days of secession and of the Southern Confederacy . Beside her couch she weary kneels. And clasps her hands before her face;Ah! only Christ knows what she feels, A lonely supplicant for prays for one who does not come, And draws an answer from her hopes;And then within her silent home. While stars slide down nights silvery slopes,She nestles close beside her babe. And one arm oer it shielding throws,And dreams of joys that day denies, Until the rose of morning blows. HO, FOR dixie land! 19 The above production was clipped by mywife from a Southern paper which came toher during the war, and at a time when noletters from me to her—though I had writtenand started many—had reached her for some-thing more than a year. She inclosed it tome in her letter to me from home of N^ovem-bcr 5, 1863. Heavy-hearted in the extreme,she says in that letter, referring to how long-it had been since she heard from me: Youknow well, my dear husband, how I times I can scarce sustain the framewhich bears such an aching, ALDERT TIIKODOKK (lOODLOE. First Lieutenant Company D. Thirty-Fifth Alabama Vohmteers, C. S. IStiJ,
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