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But the heart knows no forgetting.
And within her silent halls.

Where the fragrant incense rises

And the inner sunlight falls,

Hang the swords and rusty scabbard,

With the coats of faded Gray

And perfumed with myrrh and alloes,

All the flags are laid away.

And besides the faded banners,
And the urns of storied dust,

Memory stands within the portals,

Keeping watch above her trust.

KATE P. FLBKNIKEN.

Winnsboro, 1ST. C.

LETTER OF MRS. JEFFERSON DAVIS TO J. L.
UNDERWOOD.

From Underwood's "Women of the Confederacy/'
Hotel Gerard, 123 West Forty-Fourth St., New York.

October 25, 1905.

My Dear Mr. Underwood

I do not know in all history a finer subject than the heroism
of our Southern women, God bless them. I have never forgotten
our dear Mrs. Eobt. E. Lee, sitting in her arm chair, where she
was chained by the most agonizing form of rheumatism, cutting
with her dear aching hands soldiers' gloves from waste pieces
of their Confederate uniforms furnished to her from the gov-
ernment shops. These she persuaded her girl visitors to sew

into gloves for the soldiers. Certainly these scraps were of im-

mense use to all those who could get them, for I do not know
how many children's jackets which kept the soldiers' children
warm, I had pieced out of the scraps by -a poor woman who
sat in the basement of the mansion 'and made them for them.