Joel Chandler Harris' life of Henry W. Grady including his writings and speeches
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Joel Chandler Harris' life of Henry W. Grady including his writings and speeches
Grady, Henry Woodfin, 1850-1889
Where is the young man in the South who has spoken one word in
disparagement of our past, or has worn lightly the sacred traditions of
our fathers? The world has not equaled the unquestioning reverence and
undying loyalty of the young man of the South to the memory of our
fathers. History has not equaled the cheerfulness and heroism with which
they bestirred themselves amid the poverty that was their legacy, and
holding the inspiration of their past to be better than rich acres and
garnered wealth, went out to do their part in rebuilding the fallen
fortunes of the South and restoring her fields to their pristine beauty.
Wherever they have driven—in marketplace, putting youth against
experience, poverty against capital—in the shop earning in the light of
their forges and the sweat of their faces the bread and meat for those
dependent upon them—in the forum, eloquent by instinct, able though
unlettered—on the farm, locking the sunshine in their harvests and
spreading the showers on their fields—everywhere my heart has been with
them, and I thank God that they are comrades and countrymen of mine. I
have stood with them shoulder to shoulder as they met new conditions
without surrendering old faiths—and I have been content to feel the
grasp of their hands and the throb of their hearts, and hear the music
of their quick step as they marched unfearing into new and untried ways.
If I should attempt to prostitute the generous enthusiasm of these my
comrades to my own ambition, I should be unworthy. If any man enwrapping
himself in the sacred memories of the Old South, should prostitute them
to the hiding of his weakness, or the strengthening of his failing
fortunes, that man would be unworthy. If any man for his own advantage
should seek to divide the old South from the new, or the new from the
old—to separate these that in love hath been joined together—to estrange
the son from his father’s grave and turn our children from the monuments
of our dead, to embitter the closing days of our veterans with suspicion
of the sons who shall follow them—this man’s words are unworthy and are
spoken to the injury of his people.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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