Sunday, November 30, 2014

Farrakhan green-lights violence, calls for racial holy war at massive rally

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On November 22nd, 2014, the Nation of Islam [NOI]  turned Morgan State University [MSU] into a rally for racial holy war.

MSU is a black college in Maryland chaired by black power activist, and former head of the NAACP, Kweisi Mfume. It has 8,000 students. The event was called the Black United Summit International Conference. The event was organized by the NOI and sponsored by the MSU Student Government. NOI leader Louis Farrakhan was the keynote speaker. Several other leaders of the NOI also spoke.

Over 2,000 people attended and heard NOI leader Louis Farrakhan deliver a violent speech calling for race war. Most were extremely enthusiastic about the message.

The student president, student vice president, and leaders of many other student organizations and fraternities were all in attendance. Numerous members of the MSU faculty attended. Also present was Maryland State Representative Jill Carter.

More with videos @ Top Conservative News

Sad Ghost of Masonboro Sound

The people of Masonboro Sound southeast of Wilmington could hear the thundering cannon of Fort Fisher under siege by an enemy fleet in January 1865.  After taking the fort, “federal troops began to move inland, looting farms and houses as they went” as they re-asserted the political supremacy of the Northern government in Washington. 
Bernhard Thuersam, Chairman
North Carolina War Between the States Sesquicentennial Commission
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Sad Ghost of Masonboro Sound

“With the fall of [Fort Fisher], the Confederacy’s days were numbered. By late spring the four years of struggle were over. Gradually Masonboro men found their way home.  Some were badly wounded, but all came back to do what John Hewlett had said he wished them to do – assist in building up the Kingdom of God at Masonboro. 

 It was late for plowing and planting, but there was no choice but to begin. Pine seedlings, briars, and honeysuckles had taken over the fields.  Fish nets had rotted or disappeared altogether, and new ones had to be fashioned. Food everywhere was scarce, but persons on the sound fared better than most, they could find oysters, fish and shrimp at their doorstep. Some ex-slaves stayed to help them.

Many ex-slaves who had left plantations all over the Southland followed Yankee soldiers because they didn’t know what else to do. They became a burden to Northern armies, which could not care for them and feed them. Jim Irving, a South Carolina slave, followed Yankee soldiers to Wilmington, but soon found himself stranded in the city with nothing to eat and no way to earn anything.  He met up with Elijah Hewlett, who told him to go with him down to the sound and he would give him work.

Sometime after the war, a soldier friend came to visit Dr. Anderson.  He had been wounded in the war, had lost a leg, and had been fitted with a wooden leg.  He was disturbed emotionally by his war experiences, and he would lapse into long silences.  He would walk out on the pier and stand for hours, not moving, just gazing at the water.

The old pier was rotten and listing at a dangerous angle, but it was the habitual roosting place of a sad old egret, which, dull and gray like the weather at times, sat hunched over even in a blowing misty rain. 

The old soldier often stood there looking just as forlorn and dejected as the sad old bird, and almost in the same spot. One morning the old soldier rose early and went out before the family was up.
Hours later, they found him, lying face down in the water. 

After that, members of the household thought they could sometimes hear the old soldier with his wooden leg thumping across the floor upstairs.” 

(Between the Creeks, Crockette W. Hewlett and Mona Smalley, New Hanover Printing Company, 1971, pp. 41-42)

Don't Miss This: Sheriff Clarke ~ Irresponsible Groups (+ Holder/Sharpton) Descended on Ferguson MO Like Vultures on a Roadside Carcass

Via Cousin John

NATIONAL PRESS CLUB, WASHINGTON D.C.-- Sheriff Clarke talks about Ferguson Missouri and how politicians and irresponsible groups came like vultures on a roadside carcass to exploit the situation. Eric Holder made a bad situation worse with self-serving rhetoric. 9-17-14

Clarke is a lifelong resident of the City of Milwaukee and in March 2002 was appointed Sheriff by Governor Scott McCallum, and eight months later was elected to his first four-year term, earning 64%of the vote. Sheriff Clarke is now in his third term, having been re-elected in November 2006 and 2010, increasing his victory margins to 73% and 74%.

Clarke graduated summa cum laude from Concordia University Wisconsin with a degree in Criminal Justice Management, and in May 2003, Concordia honored him with their Alumnus of the Year Award. Sheriff Clarke also is a graduate of the FBI National Academy in Quantico, Virginia. This prestigious school trains law enforcement executives from all over the world, and provides management and leadership instruction. In July 2004, he completed the intensive three-week Program for Senior Executives in State and Local Government, at the John F. Kennedy School of Government at Harvard University.

Sheriff Clarke was honored in May 2013, with the Sheriff of the Year Award from the Constitutional Sheriffs and Peace Officers Association for, “demonstrating true leadership and courage. . . staying true to his oath, true to his badge, and true to the people he has promised to serve and protect.”

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Citing 1st, 2nd & 4th Amendments, Rutherford Institute Sues Virginia Police for Violating Obama Protester’s Right to Free Speech and Lawful Gun Ownership


Attorneys for The Rutherford Institute have filed a lawsuit on behalf of a Virginia man who was arrested by City of Hopewell police officers as he was engaged in a First Amendment protest against President Obama while lawfully carrying a rifle. In a complaint filed in the U.S. District Court for the Eastern District of Virginia, Rutherford Institute attorneys allege that the police violated Brandon Howard’s First Amendment right to free speech, Second Amendment right to bear arms, and Fourth Amendment right to be free from a groundless arrest when they confronted Howard with guns drawn and ordered him to the ground on the mistaken belief that Howard was violating the law by being in public with a rifle slung over his shoulder.

Although Virginia law forbids carrying a concealed weapon and the public display of a rifle in certain cities and counties, Howard’s possession and display of the rifle was wholly legal and did not make him subject to an arrest. Moreover, the City of Hopewell Police Department has admitted in writing that the incident involved a violation of department policy.

Top Sniper in the War For Sarajevo 1992

Via grossfater_m

A top sniper, codenamed "Arrow," loads her gun in a safe room in Sarajevo, Tuesday, June 30, 1992. The 20-year old Serb who shoots for the Bosnian forces says she has lost count of the number of people she has killed, but that she finds it difficult to pull the trigger. The former journalism student says most of her targets are other snipers on the Serbian side.

Woman is a Top Sniper in the War For Sarajevo.

Bosnia `Battle Junkie': Wounded Army Sniper Longs For Front Lines.

Black Friday Shoplifting Suspect Says Cop Is Trying To 'Mike Brown' Him


 Letting him go without verifying his purchase was a mistake.

A Pennsylvania Black Friday shopper flipped-out on a police officer responding to a possible shoplifting claiming the officer was going to “Mike Brown” him.

The incident took place at a Wal-Mart store, where the police officer asked the shopper to see his receipt as proof he paid for his purchases.

The shopper told his friend to record the exchange, and the video shows a scenario the shopper was probably not hoping for—the police officer remains completely calm throughout while the shopper ends up looking foolish.

The police officer and shopper may have met before.

The Blaze reports the shopper said of the officer, “He knows who I am,” claiming that he shouldn’t have to show ID because, “[the officer is] the arresting officer on one of my cases.”

More with video @ Opposing Views

Oath Keepers called “domestic terrorists” by the feds

".....a fed three-man sniper team (moved) into a nearby house on higher ground, and pointing their rifles at our team of American combat veterans, while our team was guarding the buildings against looters........ state highway patrol snipers (deployed) onto the roof of a nearby fire hall and (pointed) rifles at them."

I don't remember reports of snipers aiming at rioters. Stasi.


You might have seen them on the news. The people protecting Ferguson businesses from the arsonists and looters ransacking Ferguson, Mo. But here is the real story about the organization protecting those businesses. They’re called Oath Keepers, and they have ex-police and ex-military keeping guard of four Ferguson businesses since late Monday night, Nov. 24, at the permission of the business owners.

They’ve been shown in the media before, but the report was incorrect, according to Stewart Rhodes, national founder of president of the Oath Keepers, who stressed that the group is not just business owners.

“We are not.  We are military and police veterans who are volunteer security for local businesses.  We have Iraq and Afghanistan combat vets in the rooftops, along with retired cops, guarding the shops,” he said.

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Armed Thug Shot by Good Samaritan – His Family’s Response is Unbelievable

Via WiscoDave


This story illustrates the “thug culture” in nutshell: Blacks excusing criminal behavior perpetuates the cycle of violence.

It is why 93% of murdered Blacks are killed by other Blacks. And why a Ferguson thug who robbed a store and assaulted a cop is now ridiculously held up as some kind of civil rights hero.

Exhibit A this week was Adric White, who was shot by a concealed carry customer while robbing a Dollar General in Mobile, Alabama — his second armed robbery in just two months.

But his family wasn’t mad at him for his criminal behavior. Instead, they were furious at the Good Samaritan who shot him!

More with video @ Top Right News

"A moment of silence for a thug"

Via Ryan

On Nov. 25th, a grand jury in Ferguson voted not to indict a white police officer, Darren Wilson, in the shooting of an unarmed teenager, Michael Brown, last August in a case that has stirred civil unrest and accusations of racism by white law enforcement officials. The next day, Steve Singer, a teacher in suburban Pittsburgh went to school and realized that he could not carry on as usual but that he had to address what was transpiring in Missouri. This is his account of what happened that day.

Gunmaker Magpul finalizes departure from Colorado to protest anti-gun laws

 FILE - In this Feb. 28, 2013 file photo, workers assemble 30-round capacity ammunition magazines for high-velocity rifles, inside the Magpul Industries plant in Erie, Colo. Magpul, one of the country's largest producers of ammunition magazines for guns, is leaving Colorado and moving operations to Wyoming because of Colorado laws that include restrictions on how many cartridges a magazine can hold. The Wyoming State Loan and Investment Board is considering a $13 million incentive package to help Magpul make the move. (AP Photo/Brennan Linsley, File)

Officials at Magpul Industries unveiled Wednesday its new facilities in Texas and Wyoming, making good on a vow to leave Colorado in response to the state’s sweeping gun control legislation.

The firearms-accessories manufacturer announced that the company has finalized a contract on its corporate headquarters in Austin, Texas, after entering into a deal on the property in March. In the interim, Magpul had used a temporary facility in Texas, according to a Wednesday press release.

Meanwhile, Magpul’s manufacturing and distribution center is slated to open in January in Cheyenne.
A 50,000-square-foot addition is expected to be completed in December on the 185,000-square-foot facility.

More with video @ The Washington Times

CNN Investigates Michael Brown Autopsy Assistant Now, After Months Of Using Him As An Expert

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An assistant medical examiner who helped perform a private autopsy on Michael Brown and whose medical credentials were called into question by CNN this week wonders why the network is only now bringing accusations against him to light.

“Why are you guys bringing this old stuff up, but yet you guys used me on your program several times?” Shawn Parcells, the Kansas-based assistant examiner, said of CNN in an interview with The Daily Caller on Friday.

Parcells aided forensic pathologist Dr. Michael Baden in the Aug. 17 autopsy on Brown, who was shot to death on Aug. 9 by Ferguson, Missouri police officer Darren Wilson.

Alabama social worker arrested for driving down I-65 smoking crack with a child in the car

Via Jeffery

Bari Joy Williams (Photo: Hoover PD)

According to the Hoover Police Department, the manager of a substance abuse treatment facility in Birmingham was caught driving down Interstate 65 smoking a crack pipe with a 5-year-old in the vehicle.

Bari Joy Williams, a 44-year-old Gardendale resident, was charged will multiple felonies after being arrested Nov. 20, but was released from the county lockup after posting $12,500 bond.

Why are we taking “refugees” from South Africa?

Via Nancy

John Koehlinger, Director Kentucky Refugee Ministries took in $4,703,422 from government contracts as part of a total revenue stream of $5,287,956 which means they are 89% funded by taxpayer dollar.

You should know that one of the favorite PR gambits of the US refugee resettlement contractors is to get lovely refugees-first-Thanksgiving stories published at this time of year.  They are masters at planting warm and fuzzy propaganda, and that is one reason we write this blog—LOL! to balance the news!

If you search around today, you will see that stories were published in several cities about the generosity of the contractors (no doubt using your tax dollars!) in feeding a scrumptious dinner to newly arrived refugees (their “clients”).   But, that isn’t why I’m writing.  There were a few lines in the USA Today story that got my attention and I want to share them with you.

Remember that legitimate asylum seekers must be able to prove persecution (for religion, race, or political persuasion) when they get to the first SAFE COUNTRY after leaving their place of persecution.  They are to ask for asylum in that first safe country.   They aren’t supposed to be hopping around the world from safe country to safe country shopping for the best deal!

So why the hell are we taking black African “refugees” from the Rainbow Nation of South Africa which was supposedly built on the notion that no matter what color you were, you were in a country that WELCOMED everyone!

White teen killed by black cop in Alabama mirrors Ferguson

 Officer Trevis Austin shot and killed Gilbert Collar, a white, unarmed 18-year-old man who was under the influence of drugs. A Mobile County grand jury refused to bring charges against Officer Austin, concluding that the officer acted in self-defense.

A two-year-old case involving the shooting death of an unarmed 18-year-old white man by a black police officer is gaining attention on social media in the wake of this week’s protests and rioting in Ferguson, Missouri.

Gilbert Collar, a white, unarmed 18-year-old under the influence of drugs was shot and killed Oct. 6, 2012, by Officer Trevis Austin, who is black, in Mobile, Alabama. Despite public pressure for an indictment, a Mobile County grand jury refused to bring charges against Officer Austin, concluding that the officer acted in self-defense.

The circumstances mirror those of the Aug. 9 shooting death of Michael Brown, a black unarmed 18-year-old under the influence of drugs by Officer Darren Wilson, who is white, in Ferguson.

More with video @ The Washington Times

Pinup of the Week: Lil Miss KO

The Burnout wants to bring a little pizzazz to your weekend now that we’re nearing the end of racing season, so to that end we’re introducing the “Pinup of the Week.” Every Friday we’ll feature a lovely pinup girl courtesy of photographer Mitzi Valenzuela, whose work most readers have been avidly appreciating since The Burnout launched nearly a year ago.

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Saturday, November 29, 2014

Mickey Rourke, 62 years old, drops 29-year-old Elliot Seymour

US actor and boxer Mickey Rourke after a fight with US boxer Elliot Seymour (RIA Novosti / Alexandr Vilf)

Movie star turned pro boxer Mickey Rourke, 62, scored his seventh boxing victory by dropping a man half his age in a Moscow bout. Rourke choose flashy golden gloves for the ring and managed to secure a church blessing.

Rourke knocked down 29-year-old Elliot Seymour twice, before the referee stopped the fight in the second round. During his short boxing career in the 1990s he was undefeated, clocking up six wins and two draws.
The Wrestler and Sin City star was competing for the first time in almost two decades. For his return to the ring, the actor reportedly shed 16kg, stunning fans with his skinny frame during the weigh-in earlier this week.

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I am an unperson’: ‘Racist’ DNA discoverer forced to sell Nobel Prize medal

Via Ryan

 American geneticist James Dewey Watson (AFP Photo) 
His 'crime' =  “gloomy about the prospect of Africa” because “all our social policies are based on the fact that their intelligence is the same as ours, whereas all the testing says not really.”
The geneticist James Watson, who has been ostracized since public comments about black African IQ in 2007, is to auction off his 1962 prize for discovering the structure of DNA. It is expected to fetch in excess of $3 million.

“Because I was an ‘unperson’ I was fired from the boards of companies, so I have no income, apart from my academic income,” said the scientist of the aftermath of the incident seven years ago, which forced him to retire from the Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory, where he had worked for four decades.

“No one really wants to admit I exist,” he told the Financial Times.

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Lincoln’s Soldiers Licensed for Any Crime

The 1840 Lafayette County Courthouse in Oxford, Mississippi was burned by Northern Gen. A.J. “Whiskey” Smith in August 1864, dispatched there by Sherman.
Bernhard Thuersam,

Lincoln’s Soldiers Licensed for Any Crime

“The [Democrat Convention] elected Major-General George McClellan, Lincoln’s indecisive former general, as their candidate for president in November [1864]. Clement Vallandigham’s delegates forced the convention to accept a platform of peace with the South.

A few days after the Convention convened, the stalemate around Atlanta ended [as] Sherman advanced through the smoke into a ruined city. “Atlanta is ours and fairly won,” wired Sherman to the War Department. Vallandigham and his peace Democrats saw their platform crack [and] . . . The way to the Southern heartland lay open.

On August 22 . . . a federal force under General [A.J.]“Whiskey” Smith entered . . . Oxford, Mississippi. For the better part of the month Oxford had changed hands in vicious fighting. [Nathan Bedford] Forrest held it until forced to withdraw on August 22 after two days of street fighting. That morning a large force of [Smith’s] black and white troops occupied the town.

In a one-day orgy of looting, thirty-four stores and businesses were burned. Five homes . . . were put to the torch. Smith supervised the carnage, refusing to allow anyone to remove anything of value from their homes. [Confederate Commissioner to Canada Jacob] Thompson’s wife, Kate, salvaged the one thing she valued above all else, a photograph of their only son, Macon, before he was badly disfigured in an accident. As she clutched the photo on the lawn, a Union soldier grabbed it and threw it into the blaze.

In the official report to the Confederate War Department some days later, the commandant at Oxford wrote: “General Smith’s conduct and that of his staff was brutal in the extreme, they having been made mad with whiskey. The soldiers were licensed for any crime – robbery, rape, theft and burning.”

(Dixie and the Dominion, Canada, the Confederacy, and the War for the Union, Adam Mayers, Dundurn Group, 2003, pp. 61-62)

Gun sales boom on Black Friday: Almost 3 background checks per second

The busiest shopping day of the year also saw a major boom for gun sales, with the federal

background check system expected to set a record of more than 144,000 background checks Friday, according to the FBI.

The staggering number of checks -- an average of almost three per second, nearly three times the daily average -- falls on the shoulders of 600 FBI and contract call center employees who will endure 17-hour workdays in an attempt to complete the background reviews in three business days, as required by law, FBI spokesman Stephen Fischer said.

"Traditionally, Black Friday is one of our busiest days for transaction volume," Fischer said.

More @ CNN

Lee In The Mountains

Mind jog via comment by  Tom Stedham on The Last Salute of the Army of Northern Virginia

The whole Army rushed out to greet him and so thronged the road as to impede his passage. There was little cheering but no dearth of tears. Some wanted to hear a word from him, but if he spoke, I failed to catch his words. He waved his hand; the soldiers yielded the road and he passed on. He was very sad and perhaps could not restrain the tears.


Lee In The Mountains

Walking into the shadows, walking alone
Where the sun falls through the ruined boughs of locust
Up to the president's office. . . .Hearing the voices
Whisper, Hush, it is General Lee! And strangely
Hearing my own voice say, Good morning, boys.
(Don't get up. You are early. It is long
Before the bell. You will have long to wait
On these cold steps. . . .)
The young have time to wait

But soldiers' faces under their tossing flags
Lift no more by any road or field,
And I am spent with old wars and new sorrow.
Walking the rocky path, where steps decay
And the paint cracks and grass eats on the stone.
It is not General Lee, young men. . .
It is Robert Lee in a dark civilian suit who walks,
An outlaw fumbling for the latch, a voice
Commanding in a dream where no flag flies.

My father's house is taken and his hearth
Left to the candle-drippings where the ashes
Whirl at a chimney-breath on the cold stone.
I can hardly remember my father's look, I cannot
Answer his voice as he calls farewell in the misty
Mounting where riders gather at gates.
He was old then--I was a child--his hand
Held out for mine, some daybreak snatched away,
And he rode out, a broken man. Now let
His lone grave keep, surer than cypress roots,
The vow I made beside him. God too late
Unseals to certain eyes the drift
Of time and the hopes of men and a sacred cause.
The fortune of the Lees goes with the land
Whose sons will keep it still. My mother
Told me much. She sat among the candles,
Fingering the Memoirs, now so long unread.
And as my pen moves on across the page
Her voice comes back, a murmuring distillation
Of old Virginia times now faint and gone,
The hurt of all that was and cannot be.

Why did my father write? I know he saw
History clutched as a wraith out of blowing mist
Where tongues are loud, and a glut of little souls
Laps at the too much blood and the burning house.
He would have his say, but I shall not have mine.

What I do is only a son's devoir
To a lost father. Let him only speak.
The rest must pass to men who never knew
(But on a written page) the strike of armies,
And never heard the long Confederate cry
Charge through the muzzling smoke or saw the bright
Eyes of the beardless boys go up to death.
It is Robert Lee who writes with his father's hand--
The rest must go unsaid and the lips be locked.

If all were told, as it cannot be told--
If all the dread opinion of the heart
Now could speak, now in the shame and torment
Lashing the bound and trampled States--

If a word were said, as it cannot be said--
I see clear waters run in Virginia's Valley
And in the house the weeping of young women
Rises no more. The waves of grain begin.
The Shenandoah is golden with a new grain.
The Blue Ridge, crowned with a haze of light,
Thunders no more. The horse is at plough. The rifle
Returns to the chimney crotch and the hunter's hand.
And nothing else than this? Was it for this
That on an April day we stacked our arms
Obedient to a soldier's trust? To lie
Ground by heels of little men,

Forever maimed, defeated, lost, impugned?
And was I then betrayed? Did I betray?
If it were said, as it still might be said--
If it were said, and a word should run like fire,
Like living fire into the roots of grass,
The sunken flag would kindle on wild hills,
The brooding hearts would waken, and the dream
Stir like a crippled phantom under the pines,
And this torn earth would quicken into shouting
Beneath the feet of the ragged bands—

The pen
Turns to the waiting page, the sword
Bows to the rust that cankers and the silence.

Among these boys whose eyes lift up to mine
Within gray walls where droning wasps repeat
A hollow reveille, I still must face,
Day after day, the courier with his summons
Once more to surrender, now to surrender all.
Without arms or men I stand, but with knowledge only
I face what long I saw, before others knew,
When Pickett's men streamed back, and I heard the tangled
Cry of the Wilderness wounded, bloody with doom.

The mountains, once I said, in the little room
At Richmond, by the huddled fire, but still
The President shook his head. The mountains wait,

I said, in the long beat and rattle of siege
At cratered Petersburg. Too late
We sought the mountains and those people came.
And Lee is in the mountains now, beyond Appomatox,
Listening long for voices that will never speak
Again; hearing the hoofbeats that come and go and fade
Without a stop, without a brown hand lifting
The tent-flap, or a bugle call at dawn,
Or ever on the long white road the flag
Of Jackson's quick brigades. I am alone,
Trapped, consenting, taken at last in mountains.

It is not the bugle now, or the long roll beating.
The simple stroke of a chapel bell forbids
The hurtling dream, recalls the lonely mind.
Young men, the God of your fathers is a just
And merciful God Who in this blood once shed
On your green altars measures out all days,
And measures out the grace
Whereby alone we live;
And in His might He waits,
Brooding within the certitude of time,
To bring this lost forsaken valor
And the fierce faith undying
And the love quenchless
To flower among the hills to which we cleave,
To fruit upon the mountains whither we flee,
Never forsaking, never denying
His children and His children's children forever
Unto all generations of the faithful heart.

-- Donald Davidson

My long gone friend Baaz, said that reading this poem never failed to bring tears to his eyes.

The Last Salute of the Army of Northern Virginia
"Having thus formed, the brigades standing at 'order arms,' the head of the Confederate column, General Gordon in command, and the old 'Stonewall' Jackson Brigade leading, started down into the valley which lay between us, and approached our lines. With my staff I was on the extreme right of the line, mounted on horseback, and in a position nearest the Rebel solders who were approaching our right.
"Ah, but it was a most impressive sight, a most striking picture, to see that whole army in motion to lay down the symbols of war and strife, that army which had fought for four terrible years after a fashion but infrequently known in war.
"At such a time and under such conditions I thought it eminently fitting to show some token of our feeling, and I therefore instructed my subordinate officers to come to the position of 'salute' in the manual of arms as each body of the Confederates passed before us.

"It was not a 'present arms,' however, not a 'present,' which then as now was the highest possible honor to be paid even to a president. It was the 'carry arms,' as it was then known, with musket held by the right hand and perpendicular to the shoulder. I may best describe it as a marching salute in review.
"When General Gordon came opposite me I had the bugle blown and the entire line came to 'attention,' preparatory to executing this movement of the manual successively and by regiments as Gordon's columns should pass before our front, each in turn.
"The General was riding in advance of his troops, his chin drooped to his breast, downhearted and dejected in appearance almost beyond description. At the sound of that machine like snap of arms, however, General Gordon started, caught in a moment its significance, and instantly assumed the finest attitude of a soldier. He wheeled his horse facing me, touching him gently with the spur, so that the animal slightly reared, and as he wheeled, horse and rider made one motion, the horse's head swung down with a graceful bow, and General Gordon dropped his swordpoint to his toe in salutation.
"By word of mouth General Gordon sent back orders to the rear that his own troops take the same position of the manual in the march past as did our line. That was done, and a truly imposing sight was the mutual salutation and farewell.
"At a distance of possibly twelve feet from our line, the Confederates halted and turned face towards us. Their lines were formed with the greatest care, with every officer in his appointed position, and thereupon began the formality of surrender.
"Bayonets were affixed to muskets, arms stacked, and cartridge boxes unslung and hung upon the stacks. Then, slowly and with a reluctance that was appealingly pathetic, the torn and tattered battleflags were either leaned against the stacks or laid upon the ground.

The emotion of the conquered soldiery was really sad to witness. Some of the men who had carried and followed those ragged standards through the four long years of strife, rushed, regardless of all discipline, from the ranks, bent about their old flags, and pressed them to their lips with burning tears.