"All we ask is to be let alone."
Jefferson Davis (1808-1889)
First Message to the Confederate Congress,
March 1861.
Confederate Memorial Day
April 26th
This month we have not only a very important religious holiday but a very important holiday to us southern folk too. April 26th is our day to celebrate our heritage and remember those of our ancestors who gave their lives so that our beloved Southland would be free.
I grew up with the saying "I believe the south is gonna rise again!" and I honestly think that we have come a long way. My hope is that one day, the whole world will rise above the things that bring on all wars. The intolerance of other peoples way of life, religion, race, color, and creed. The greed and need to have what others have that we do not. Basically, what we all need to do, is learn to respect others for who and what they are, even if we do not agree with them. When that day comes, not only will the South truly have risen again, but the whole world will have. Nobody wants their way of life taken away from them!
Destiny
Calls
I
walk among mass graves,
filled with unknown men
I never meet
Who gave their lives,
for the confederacy
Gathered here in this place,
only unfamiliar names now
across the tombs
Death claiming them,
while so young yet courageous
For a cause destiny,
would not allow them to
win
Who comes to honor them,
or wonders who they were?
Who watched or cried,
as their brave lives ended?
As they fell on many battle
fields,
for their belief in a Nobel
cause
I whisper a silent prayer,
and leave a red rose
To let them know we still
care,
and they didn't die in vain...
(WriterDJ)
copyrighted 1999
What has occured in this case must never recur in similar cases. Human nature will not change. In any future great national trial, compared with the men of this, we shall have as weak and as strong, as silly and as wise, as bad and as good. Let us therefore study the incidents of this, as philosophy to learn the wisdom from, and none of them as wrongs to be revenged." - Abraham Lincoln
It is with great pride that I present to you a list of pages that reflect southern pride and spirit. Not one of anger or hate. I have tried my best to find all the sites in our webring that have a confederate theme, however, will 300+ sites, I am sure I missed a few. If your site fits here, please email me your URL and I will add it in!
THE LADIES OF THE WEBRING PAY TRIBUTE
Undying
Spirit by Kathryn R
Darria's
look on the Confederate flag
Battle
summary of Henderson Tennessee (Civil War)
Southern
Belles tribute to her GG Grandfather in the civil war
The
South Goes To War
The
Story of Private Tims
The
Civil War - Oklahoma Story Teller
Sweetmamapam's
Southern Glory
Battle
summary of Henderson Tennesee
Zac's
Confederate Poetry
STATE BY STATE RESEARCH LINKS
ALABAMA
The
Civil War in Alabama Homepage
Civil
War Rosters - Alabama
Civil
War / The Alabama Connection
ARKANSAS
Arkansas
Civil War Memorial Page
The
Civil War in Arkansas
FLORIDA
Florida
in the Civil War
Vanished
Index to Florida Civil War Military Units
Florida's
Civil War Soldiers
GEORGIA
Georgia
Civil War Commission
The
Civil War in Georgia
KENTUCKY
Civil
War in Kentucky
Kentucky:
Civil War
LOUISIANA
The
Civil War in Louisiana
Links
to confederate units of Louisiana
Louisiana
Civil War Monument
MISSOURI
Index
to the Civil War in Missouri
The
Civil war in the southeast Missouri region
MISSISSIPPI
Mississippi
Civil War Links
The
Civil War on the Mississippi
NORTH CAROLINA
ACWRoots
-North Carolina
North
Carolina Civil War Home Page
SOUTH CAROLINA
South
Carolina in the Civil War Homepage
ACWRoots
- South Carolina
TENNESSEE
The
Tennessee Civil War Home Page
Tennessee
and the Civil War
TEXAS
Texans
In the Civil War
Texas
Military Records search page
VIRGINIA
The
Virginia Civil War Home Page
Civil
War Resources from the VMI Archives
WEST VIRGINIA
Listing
of confederate regiments in WV
West
Virginia in the civil war
CIVIL WAR LINKS FROM THE WEB
National
Archives and Records Administration Civil War Records
A
gold mine of links! Traveller Southern Families - Civil War Pages
TeachPDLaw's
Civil War
another collection
of great links!
Civil
War Artifacts, the Pardue Collection
(most of the artifacts
are from Corinth Mississippi)
MA
Ryan, a prisoner of the war writes his story
Tales
of the Blue and the Gray
YOUR LETTER, LADY, CAME
TOO LATE
by Colonel William S.
Hawkins
Your letter, lady, came
too late,
For Heaven had claimed
its own.
Ah, sudden change! From
prison bars
Unto the Great White
Throne!
And yet, I think he
would have stayed
To live for his disdain,
Could he have read the
careless words
Which you have sent
in vain.
So full of patience
did he wait
Through many a weary
hour,
That o'er his simple
soldier faith
Not even death had power.
And you -- did others
whisper low
Their homage in your
ear,
As though among their
shadowy throng
His spirit had a peer.
I would that you
were by me now,
To draw the sheet aside,
And see how pure the
look he wore
The moment when he died.
The sorrow that you
gave him
Had left its weary trace,
As 'twere the shadow
of the cross
Upon his pallid face.
"Her love," he
said, "could change for me
The winter's cold to
spring."
Ah, trust of fickle
maiden's love,
Thou art a bitter thing!
For when these valleys
bright in May
Once more with blossoms
wave,
The northern violets
shall blow
Above his humble grave.
Your dole of scanty
words had been
But one more pang to
bear,
For him who kissed unto
the last
Your tress of golden
hair.
I did not put it where
he said,
For when the angels
come
I would not have them
find the sign
Of falsehood in the
tomb.
I've seen your
letter and I know
The wiles that you have
wrought
To win that noble heart
of his,
And gained it -- cruel
thought!
What lavish wealth men
sometimes give
For what is worthless
all:
What manly bosoms beat
for them
In folly's falsest thrall.
You shall not pity
him, for now
His sorrow has an end,
Yet would that you could
stand with me
Beside my fallen friend.
And I forgive you for
his sake
As he -- if it be given
--
May even be pleading
grace for you
Before the court of
heaven.
Tonight the cold
wind whistles by
As I my vigil keep
Within the prison dead
house, where
Few mourners come to
weep.
A rude plank coffin
holds his form,
Yet death exalts his
face
And I would rather see
him thus
Than clasped in your
embrace.
Tonight your home
may shine with lights
And ring with merry
song,
And you be smiling as
if your soul
Had done no deadly wrong.
Your hand so fair that
none would think
It penned these words
of pain;
Your skin so white --
would God your heart
Were half as free from
stain.
I'd rather be my
comrade dead,
Than you in life supreme:
For yours the sinner's
waking dread,
And his the martyr's
dream.
Whom serve we in this
life, we serve
In that which is to
come:
He chose his way, you
yours; let God
Pronounce the fitting
doom.
(author unknown)
