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South Carolina (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 1.9
d of the W. L. I., stands in Washington Square, is 45 feet high, and bears, in a bronze panel, this pathetic inscription— At every board a vacant chair, Fills with quick tears some tender eye, And at our maddest sports appears A well loved form that will not die. We lift the glass, our hand is stayed; We jest, a spectre rises up; And, weeping, though no word is said, We kiss and pass the silent cup. This shaft commemorates The patience, fortitude, heroism, unswerving fidelity to South Carolina, and the sacrifices of The Washington Light Infantry In the war between the States, 1860-65. One company in peace; three full companies For the War. Besides the maimed, wounded and capured, one hundred and fourteen died in battle, in hospital or on the weary wayside. In obedience To a sentiment of honour and the call of duty and in pledge of their sincerity they made The last sacrifice, they laid down their lives Officers and men, They were of the very flower of this ancient city, her
bears, in a bronze panel, this pathetic inscription— At every board a vacant chair, Fills with quick tears some tender eye, And at our maddest sports appears A well loved form that will not die. We lift the glass, our hand is stayed; We jest, a spectre rises up; And, weeping, though no word is said, We kiss and pass the silent cup. This shaft commemorates The patience, fortitude, heroism, unswerving fidelity to South Carolina, and the sacrifices of The Washington Light Infantry In the war between the States, 1860-65. One company in peace; three full companies For the War. Besides the maimed, wounded and capured, one hundred and fourteen died in battle, in hospital or on the weary wayside. In obedience To a sentiment of honour and the call of duty and in pledge of their sincerity they made The last sacrifice, they laid down their lives Officers and men, They were of the very flower of this ancient city, her young hope and fair renown. Fortuna non mutat genus. Erected 189
The Grey granite obelisk, in honor of the dead of the W. L. I., stands in Washington Square, is 45 feet high, and bears, in a bronze panel, this pathetic inscription— At every board a vacant chair, Fills with quick tears some tender eye, And at our maddest sports appears A well loved form that will not die. We lift the glass, our hand is stayed; We jest, a spectre rises up; And, weeping, though no word is said, We kiss and pass the silent cup. This shaft commemorates The patience, fortitude, heroism, unswerving fidelity to South Carolina, and the sacrifices of The Washington Light Infantry In the war between the States, 1860-65. One company in peace; three full companies For the War. Besides the maimed, wounded and capured, one hundred and fourteen died in battle, in hospital or on the weary wayside. In obedience To a sentiment of honour and the call of duty and in pledge of their sincerity they made The last sacrifice, they laid down their lives Officers and men, They
bears, in a bronze panel, this pathetic inscription— At every board a vacant chair, Fills with quick tears some tender eye, And at our maddest sports appears A well loved form that will not die. We lift the glass, our hand is stayed; We jest, a spectre rises up; And, weeping, though no word is said, We kiss and pass the silent cup. This shaft commemorates The patience, fortitude, heroism, unswerving fidelity to South Carolina, and the sacrifices of The Washington Light Infantry In the war between the States, 1860-65. One company in peace; three full companies For the War. Besides the maimed, wounded and capured, one hundred and fourteen died in battle, in hospital or on the weary wayside. In obedience To a sentiment of honour and the call of duty and in pledge of their sincerity they made The last sacrifice, they laid down their lives Officers and men, They were of the very flower of this ancient city, her young hope and fair renown. Fortuna non mutat genus. Erected 189
bears, in a bronze panel, this pathetic inscription— At every board a vacant chair, Fills with quick tears some tender eye, And at our maddest sports appears A well loved form that will not die. We lift the glass, our hand is stayed; We jest, a spectre rises up; And, weeping, though no word is said, We kiss and pass the silent cup. This shaft commemorates The patience, fortitude, heroism, unswerving fidelity to South Carolina, and the sacrifices of The Washington Light Infantry In the war between the States, 1860-65. One company in peace; three full companies For the War. Besides the maimed, wounded and capured, one hundred and fourteen died in battle, in hospital or on the weary wayside. In obedience To a sentiment of honour and the call of duty and in pledge of their sincerity they made The last sacrifice, they laid down their lives Officers and men, They were of the very flower of this ancient city, her young hope and fair renown. Fortuna non mutat genus. Erected 1891
bears, in a bronze panel, this pathetic inscription— At every board a vacant chair, Fills with quick tears some tender eye, And at our maddest sports appears A well loved form that will not die. We lift the glass, our hand is stayed; We jest, a spectre rises up; And, weeping, though no word is said, We kiss and pass the silent cup. This shaft commemorates The patience, fortitude, heroism, unswerving fidelity to South Carolina, and the sacrifices of The Washington Light Infantry In the war between the States, 1860-65. One company in peace; three full companies For the War. Besides the maimed, wounded and capured, one hundred and fourteen died in battle, in hospital or on the weary wayside. In obedience To a sentiment of honour and the call of duty and in pledge of their sincerity they made The last sacrifice, they laid down their lives Officers and men, They were of the very flower of this ancient city, her young hope and fair renown. Fortuna non mutat genus. Erected 189