"The South is a land that has known sorrows;
it is a land that has broken the ashen crust and
moistened it with tears; a land scarred and riven
by the plowshare of war and billowed with the
graves of her dead; but a land of legend,
a land of song, a land of hallowed and heroic
memories."To that land every drop of my blood, every
fiber of my being, every pulsation of my heart,
is consecrated forever. I was born of her womb;
I was nurtured at her breast; and when my last
hour shall come, I pray GOD that I may be
pillowed upon her bosom and rocked to sleep
within her tender and encircling arms."Edward Carmack United States House of Representatives
"When my bones they lay down
In the cold cold ground
Have someone play Dixie for me."
From
the heart of Dixie,
may all the blessings of the season be yours.
SmereldaBack
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