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Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 18. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Memorial services in Memphis Tenn., March 31, 1891. (search)
ten thousand. The music, sadly beautiful, seemed typical of the transportation of a commotion into a land calm and quiet. On the stage to the right there stood the picture of Johnston draped and embowered with flags and flowers. To the left a broken column built of immortels, roses, lilies and smilax reared its head. Between the two stood the speakers of the evening. With his hand resting upon a sable-colored table, Colonel Luke Finley read the memorial address prepared by himself, Samuel P. Walker, Lude E. Wright, George W. Gordon and L. B. McFarland. It was a tribute to a comrade from men who had followed him in the wake of war and had stood shoulder to shoulder with him when the battle fiercely raged. It told of his career, the momentous part he played in the greatest war of modern times; it recited his life as a citizen and told of his noble attributes and characteristics. No more eloquent tribute could be paid to any man than that contained in that address. The Hon. T. B.
A young hero. --We copy the following from the New Orleans Picayune: The papers of Memphis contain an affecting notice of the funeral procession which followed to the grave the remains of Lieut. Jas. Walker, a lad of that city, who fought like a young hero in the battle of Belmont. In that action he received a wound, of which he died immediately on reaching his father's house in Memphis. He was a son of Samuel P. Walker, and grand-nephew of the late President Polk. His age was not over twenty, if so much.--He was a Lieutenant, we think, in the regiment of his uncle, J. Knox Walker. The Captain of his company was shot early in the action. The young Lieutenant took command, led his company in the thickest of the battle, fighting and cheering gallantly for three hours at the head of his men. He was shot through the hips. After having received the wound he set down on a log near by, giving the orders for 20 minutes, huzzaing his men on, and then, becoming too weak lon