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If any one is desirous of estimating the extent of the sacrifice of life, of treasure, of home and family comforts, and of innumerable fair hopes that the institution of slavery, in its struggle, not merely for existence, but for supremacy, cost this country, let him visit a government cemetery in the neighborhood of one of the great battle-fields of the Rebellion, and there, while looking down the long avenues lined with memorial stones that a grateful country has set up, make inquiry as to the number of those that are there bivouacked "in fame's eternal camping ground."
Was there nothing that we could do to prove our good faith? Nothing to show them that at least we did not come as enemies? Over Davie Fame's face an odd expression now passed. He was staring at the heap of melons. "Mr.
E'en in thy youth, fame's brimming chalice stood Full in thy grasp thou flung'st the toy away. Which of us, then, must be the other's debtor, And which the creditor? Thou standest mute. Dost tremble for the trial? Art thou, then, Uncertain of thyself? MARQUIS. Carlos, I yield! Here is my band. CARLOS. Is it mine own? MARQUIS. Forever In the most pregnant meaning of the word!
A startled goose rousing the sleeping sentinels on the ramparts; a dull peasant sending an army in the wrong direction; the mischievous phrase uttered by an inconspicuous minister of the gospel to a few auditors, such unconsidered trifles play havoc with Fame's calculations. It was Sally Owen who said, when certain citizens declared that Mr.
Wintersmith was the close friend of Theodore O'Hara, and stood beside him when at the unveiling of the monument to the Kentuckians who had fallen at Buena Vista he pronounced his now historic lines beginning "On fame's eternal camping-ground Their silent tents are spread." Colonel Wintersmith knew, as he knew his children, two generations of the public men of Kentucky.
But is fame nothing? The Hon. Bellamy Foodle of Arkansas says that my new statue of America, is a clever piece of sculpture, and he is satisfied that my name will one day be famous." "Bosh! What does that Arkansas ass know about it? Fame's nothing the market price of your marble scarecrow is the thing to look at. It took you six months to chisel it, and you can't sell it for a hundred dollars.
King Edward feasted high, and Sibyll sat in her father's chamber, she silent with thought of love, Adam silent in the toils of science. The Eureka was well-nigh finished, rising from its ruins more perfect, more elaborate, than before. Maiden and scholar, each seeming near to the cherished goal, one to love's genial altar, the other to fame's lonely shrine.
Thus, when within the tomb thy memory slumbers, Mine, mine will tie of those immortal names Sung by the poet in undying numbers: Call me not thine I am the world's and fame's! Were it not blissful, when from earth we sever, To know that we shall leave, with bard and sage, A name enrolled on fame's bright page forever A wonder, and a theme to after age! Talk not of love!
Our hero passed the remainder of the evening, the night, and the next day, in a condition not much to be envied by any passion of the human mind, unless by ambition; which, provided it can only entertain itself with the most distant music of fame's trumpet, can disdain all the pleasures of the sensualist, and those more solemn, though quieter comforts, which a good conscience suggests to a Christian philosopher.
The inscription in verse is as follows: Those hoof beats die not on fame's crimson sod But will live on in song and in story. He fought like a Trojan and struck like a god His dust is our ashes of glory. Interviewer: Zillah Cross Peel Information given by: Seabe Tuttle Residence: Washington County, seven miles east of Fayetteville.
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