Swords Fatnous In Rotnance And History I Speak For The White Race

Swords Fatnous In Rotnance
And History
J UDGE \iVALTER B. JONES
MONTGOMEHY, ALABAMA
A Rep rint from the Alabama Bible Society Quarterly, April 1957
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I Speak For The White Race
J UDGE \ iVALTER B. JONES
MONTGO]\[ERY, ALABAMA
A Rep rint from The Alabama Lawyer, April, 1957
and T he Montgo mery ( Ala.) Advertiser, ~ l arch 4, 1957
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MAJOR THOMAS
GOODE JONES,
C.S.A.
A pm·tmit of
Major Jones in
full-d1·ess unifo1·m ,
and his sword
which bore the
flag of t1'Uce f1'0m
Gen. Robert E. Lee
at Appomatto:r.
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SWORDS FAMOUS IN ROMANCE
AND HISTORY
A T hirteen Paper by
B. J ONES
J u n GE WALTER
Montgomery
I I NVITE YOU to come with me tonigh t
for the part of an hour and , forgetting
the b usy and troubled world about us,
summon with me from out of the mists
of the world's yesterdays majestic forms
that once have been, ancient and h onorable warriors, wh o in the brave days of
old wrought imperish able deeds and
made history with their swords, and becau se they lived worthily in th e Past
seem now to walk the earth again with
u s.
Turn with me the key of the past. Let
T ime r un back and fetch for us incidents
from the ages of gold , the d ays when
knigh th ood was in Bower.
May our thoughts go back through the
far-off centuries that are gone as we cons id er the days of old . In fancy, let the
ligh ts and shadows of other years play
upon us and let cou ntless p ictures form
in the mind, p ictures which b ring b ack
to us some of the great of the earth who
p layed worthy part in the soul stirring
events of world history. Remember there
are "deeds which should not pass away
and names that m us t not with er."
So, now, let u s dim the lights of today
for awhile as the cu rtain rises on that
vast stage of the world , and sum mon up
remembrance of things past. As we look
back over the storied past, there will
come into this Yery room, if we will bu t
see the m, some of the noble spirits who
live in timeless legends and some who
in life b eat their drums upon the ear of
History. F or a little w hile we will commune with stately warriors of former generation s, those whose immortal n ames
stand out in the life of the world like
golden towers in the City of Cod. Great
chieftains wh ose memories sh all never
pass aw ay will b e our companions for
the h alf of an h our, and w e shall behold
the dazzling gleam of burnished blade
making legend and history.
In The Garden O f E den
The earl iest mention of the S\\·ord in
the Bible ( Gen. 3:2-t ), and it is nwntioned countless times, occurs "hen the
serpent tempted Adam, and he ate "of
the fruit of the tree which is in the
midst of the garden," in ' iolat ion of
C od 's command. So C od banished ,\ darn
from the Carden.
You recall the words of the Bible:
"H e drove out the rnan; and at the
East of the Garden of Eden he pl.tced
the Cherubim, and a Barnine; S\\'Ord which
turned every way, to guard the ''<IV to
the tree of life."
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The meaning of this is that the edge
of th e sword kept turning in the direction
of whoever approach ed it.
T he Sword of Saul
In 1025 B.C., we learn frorn the Bible
tha t Saul, first King of Israel, fought with
the Philistines and the men of Israel Heel
from before the P hilistines, and fell down
slain in the Battle of ~I t. Gilboa. The
Philistines p u rsued the retreating Israelites, and follow ed hard upon Saul and
his sons, ki ll ing three of his sons. During the battle, an arrow wounded Saul.
"Then said Saul unto his arrnourbearer,
Draw thy sword. and th rust me through,
and abuse me. Bu t his armourbearcr
would not; for h e was sore afraid. There-
fore Saul took a sword, and fell
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it.
"And when his armourbearer saw that
Saul was d ead , he fell likewise upon his
sword, and died with him .
"So Saul d ied , and his three sons, and
his armourbearer, an d all his rnen, that
same day together."
The Biblical account just read inspired
Vittorio Alfieri, the greatest Itali.m tr;tgic
drama tist, to compose his poignant
tragedy, Saul. H ere he describes the end
of th e king's life, after he has commanded his cousin, Ab ner, to flee with
his daua hter, :\Iichal, from the oncorni n~
h osts of Philistia. The hapless king now
stands alone on ~Ioun t Gilboa - these
are Saul's final thoughts:
0 mv Ch ildren:
I was a father. See thvself alone,
0 King; of thy so ma1~y friends and servants,
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~o one remains. Inexorable God,
Is thv retributory wrath appeased?But thou remain'est to me, 0 Sword;
llOW come,
~l y faithful servant in exb·emity. I lark, hark: The haughty howlings of
the victors:
The flashing of their burning torches
glare
Before my e~·es already, and I see
.
Their swords by thousands. - 0 thou v1le
Philistia,
~l c shalt thou find, but like a king, here
-dead!
Solomon's ' Vise Judgment
Solomon, King of Israel, nine hundred
years before the birth of Christ, is noted
for his wealth and wisdom. Under his
rule Israel rose to the height of its greatness, and his judgment, in the year 973
B.C., when King of Israel, is one of th e
world's best-known judgments.
You recall two women came before the
Ki ng. They lived together in one house,
and each woman was delivered of a
child. One of the children died in the
night. The mother of the child who
lh·ed claimed that the mother whose
child had died, slipped her live child
from her, and substituted in its place
the dead child. So the two women carried
the matter to the King for him to determine to which mother the living child
belonged, each woman contending that
the living child belonged to h er.
Solomon listened patiently and said :
"The one saith, This is my son that
li, eth, and thv son is the dead: and the
other saith, ::-\ay; but thy son is the dead,
and my son is the living.
"And the king said, Bring me a sword.
And they brought a sword before the
king.
"And the king said, Divide the living
child in two, and give half to the one,
and half to the other.
"Then spake the woman whose the
living child was unto the king, for h er
bowels yearned upon her son, and said
she, 0 my Lord, give her the living
child, and in no wise slay it. But the
other said, Let it be neither mine nor
thine, but divide it.
'Then the king answered and said,
Give her the living child, and in no wise
slay it: she is the mother thereof.
"And all Israel heard of the judgment
which the king had judged; and they
feared the king: for they saw that the
wisdom of God was in him, to do judgment."
The Sword Of Theseus
'When we read the myths and epics of
ancient Greece, and are delighted with
the stories relating to th e gods and heroes of those old times around 700 B.C.,
we come to Theseus, the King of Athens,
at best a legendary figure. You recall that
his father, Aegeus, wearied with the
cares of state, once retired for a time to
the court of a neighbor, King Pittheus.
There he met and fell in love with the
king's daugh ter, the Princess Aethra, receiving her hand in marriage. Theseus's
father remained in Troezen with his
bride for only a few d ays after the wedding. He then journeyed back to Athens.
When Aegeus bade his new-wedded
wife farewell at the seashore, he laid his
sword and sandals under a great block
of stone at the entrance to a wood, saying:
"If the gods favor our marriage, into
which I have not entered lightly, but in
order to raise up an heir for my house
and my realm, if they grant you a son,
rear him in secret and tell no one the
name of his father. When he is old
enough and strong enough to roll away
this rock, lead him to this place, let him
fetch out the sword and sandals, travel
to Athens, and bring them to me." A son
was b orn to Aethra. She named h im
Theseus. In obedience to her husband's
wish, she never told him who his true
father was. "When the boy had become
not only strong and beautiful, but brave
and steadfast, and showed an inborn
knowledge of things, his mother took him
to the great stone, on the seashore, revealed his true origin, and bade him
fetch forth the objects which would
serve to identify h im to his father, and
travel to Athens. Theseus pressed his
weight against the stone and pushed it
aside without difficulty. The sandals he
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bound to his feet and the sword he
strapped to his side."
Then, his mother said to him: "Now,
go to your father and may the gods protect you." You recall the youth then sixteen years was urged by his old grandfather to take a short and safe way by
sea to Athens, but the boy was eager to
prove his manhood and deliberately chose
a road which was infested by many perils. In declining to follow his grandfather's advice, Theseus asked fretfully,
"What would my real father think if as
tokens I brought him sandals that were
not grayed with dust, and a sword unstained with blood?"
Mythology tells us the perils Theseus
encountered, among them Procrustes (or
the Stretcher ) and the Minotaur. Later
he became King of Athens and ruled for
many years. When the Amazons, a folk
of warrior women, who lived apart from
men in Asia in the heroic age, attacked
Greece, Theseus carried off their queen
Antiope.
The Sword Of Damocles
Let us now turn the pages of history
back to 350 B.C., to the days of the ancient world, when Greece, Sparta and
Thebes were in their ascendancy, andrecall a story from the Court of Sicilian
tyrant, Dionysius, the story of the famous
Sword of Damocles, a phrase now a proverbial expression for uncertainty and
danger.
It was at the court of the Tyrant Dionysius that the celebrated incident occurred in which the courtier Damocles
figured as the principal actor. Cicero says
this distinguished sycophant had, after
the usual manner of his kind, lauded
Dionysius, and ascribed to him such happiness as belongs only to the immortals.
In order to rebuke this unseemly flattery, the Tyrant invited Damocles to a
banquet. When the courtier arrived and
was seated, he glanced upward and beheld above his h ead a sword suspended
by a single hair. By this, a concrete parable of the tyrant's own situation, would
his master teach his flatterer the peril and
precarious tenure of greatness.
Alexander Cuts The Gordian Knot
One of the most interesting incidents
connected with the sword has to do with
Alexander the Great, conqueror of the
world wh en he was about thirty years
old. You will recall that in the Spring,
333 B.C., Alexander and his armv were
marching to Phrygia. After brief stays in
some of the cities, Alexander continued
his course to Gordiu m. I t was here the
famous incident occurred, to omit which
were a grave crime against the cherished
traditions of the human race. "It is the
story of the undoing of the Gordian Knot.
One of the legendary kings of Phrygia
was Gordius, who, when as a peasant
plowing in the field , was favored with the
descent of the bird of Jove, alighting on
the yoke of his oxen. There the eagle sat
until the eventide. Clearly this presaged
his own and the greatness of his house.
The soothsayers of Telmessus interpreted
the omen, and a prophetess became his
wife. Of this union was born the child
Midas, who, when grown to manhood
and the state was greatly disturbed with
civil commotions, rode with his father
and mother in a car into the city.
"Meanwh ile an oracle had said that
the king whom the people sought should
be brought to them in a car. Accordingly
Midas was hailed as king by the shouting populace. He thereupon took off the
yoke of his oxen, and dedicating it and
his chariot to Zeus, fastened them with
cords made of the coral tree to the shrine
in the acropolis of Gordium. The cord
was twisted and fastened in so artfu l a
way that the ends were undiscoverable,
and the oracle declared that whoever
should untie it was destined to win the
crown of Asia. Here was an opportun ity
which Alexander could not let pass unimproved. On arriving at the city he was
shown into the temple, and there beheld
the fateful relics, secured , as of old, by
their fastenings. As to how he succeeded
in loosing the knot, there are two traditions - the one reciting that he drew out
the pin which fastened the yoke to the
beam and thus detached the yoke itself,
and another which says that Alexander,
after looking at the knot for a moment,
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severed the knot at one stroke with his
sword."
King Arthur's Sword Excalibur
One of the best known swords of romance and history is Excalibur, which,
so the Chivalric romances tell us, was
owned by Arthur, the real or legendary
King of the Britons during the sixth century, sometimes called the Golden Age
of Chh·alry. King Arthur is the symbol
of knighthood in its full flower.
The word Excalibur seems to come
from the Celt language. It is apparently
the name of two swords which belonged
to King Arthur - one he unfixed from a
miraculous stone after two hundred
knights had failed, thus proving himself
the man who was to be king. The other
sword, and the one we now describe,
Arthur received from Vivian, the ~1istress
of ~l e rlin . She was also called the Lady
of the Lake. Tennyson tells us the sword
was "Wrought by the lovely Maiden of
the Lake, nine years she wrought it,
sitting in the deeps upon the hidden
bases of the hills." The sword was Arthur's pride. One day an arm "rose from
out of the bosom of th e lake, clothed in
white samite, mystic, wonderful, holding
the sword." And Arthur rowed across the
water and took the sword from the upraised arm. We are told he wore it "like
a king."
Tennyson, in his touching poem, The
Pa.ssing of Arthur, tells how the king recetved a deep wound in a pitched battle
with Sir ~ lordred, when "all day long the
noise of battle roll'd among the mountains by the winter sea" and how Sir
Bedivere bore him to a "chapel nigh the
field" where the king could rest from the
wounds of battle. Then, Arthur, sensing
the approach of death, bade Sir Bedivere
to take Excalibur and fling the sword
far into the lake.
Bedivere hastened to the lake. There
he drew forth the brand , Excalibur. As
he raised the sword aloft, the moon
shone on it and all the pommel and hilt
twinkled with diamond sparks, myriads
of topaz-lights, and jacinthwork of subtlest jewelry. The sword was so beautiful
that Sir Bedivere left it concealed on the
margin of the lake among the waterRags. He strode back to King Arthur,
who asked him if he had performed his
mission, and what he had seen or heard.
Sir Bedivere answered that he saw nothing but waves and winds:
"I heard the ripple washing in the reeds"
And the wild water lapping on the crag."
King Arthur realized his knight had
not carried out his commandment and
told h im it "is a shameful thing for men
to lie." He charged Sir Bedivere to go
again and throw the brand into the lake.
The knight went but he again saw the
wonder of the sword, and how curiously
and strangely chased, he decided it was
too precious a thing to be lost forever
from the earth. So, h e h id Excalibur the
second time under a tree, and strode
back slowly to the dying king.
Again King Arthur asked him what h e
had seen and heard and he replied:
"I heard the water lapping on the crag,
And the long ripple washing in the
reeds."
King Arthur knew that Sir Bedivere
was deceiving him and called him unknightly, traitor-hearted, and acc used
Sir Bedivere of betraying him for the
"richness of the sword." The king said
these familiar words: "Woe is me: Authority forgets a dying king."
Arthur told the knight that a man may
fail in duty twice, and yet the third time
"may prosper." He told Sir Bedivere to
go again and fling Excalibur into the
water and said if you do not, "I will arise
and slay thee with mine own hand."
Sir Bedivere again quickly arose and
ran to the water side, got Excalibur from
the bulrushes, clutched it in his hands,
and threw the "sword as far into the
water as he might." And Tennyson tells
us that Excalibur"Made lightnings in the splendor of
the moon,
And flashing roun d and round, and
whirl'd in an arch,
Shot like a streamer of the northern
morn,
Seen wh ere the moving isles of winter shock
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By night, with noises of the Northem sea.
So flash'd and fell the brand Excalibur:
But ere he dipt the surface, rose
an arm
Clothed in wh ite samite, mystic,
wonderful,
And caught him by the hilt, and
brandish' d him
Three times, and drew him under in
the mere.
And lightly went the other to the
King."
Sir Bedivere reported all this to the
King wh o was satisfied and a little later
was carried by the knight down to the
lake where he was received by three
queens on a dusky barge who carried
him "Where falls not hail, or rain, or any
snow,
Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it
lies
Deep-meadow' d, happy, fair with
orchard lawns
And bowery hollows crown' d with
summer sea,
Where I will heal me of my grievous wound."
Pope Urban II, And The F irst Crusade
It is now the year 1095, and Pope
Urban II is presiding over the council
of Clermont, France. Peter the Hermit
stands beside him, preaching the First
Crusade . In the audience are four archbishops, two hundred and twenty-five
bishops, an immense number of clergy.
This council of Clermont was a picturesque event in the history of Europe, and
the Near East. The Pope, standing on
the throne, made a stirring address to
the people. Durant pronounces it the
most influential speech in history. The
Pope said:
"Christian warriors, rejoice: for you
who without ceasing seek vain pretext
for war have today found true ones. You
are not now called to avenge not the injuries of men, but injuries offered to God.
It is not a town or castle that will reward
your valor, but the wealth of Asia, and
a land flowing with milk and honey. If
you triumph over your foes, the kingdoms of the East will be your heritage.
If you are conquered you will have the
glory of dying where Christ died. This
is the time to prove that you are animated by a true courage, and to expiate
so many violences committed in the bosom of peace. When Christ summons you
to his defense let no base affections
detain you at home. Listen to nothing
but the groans of Jerusalem, and remember that the Lord has said, 'He that will
not take up his cross and follow me, is
unworthy of me.' Gird your swords to
your thighs, ye men of might. It is our
part to pray, yours to do battle; ourswith Moses - to hold up unwearied
hands, yours to stretch forth the sword
against the children of Amalek."
D uke William Of Normandy
An interesting account of the ceremony
of knighthood is related in Tales of Chivalry. When William, Duke of Normandy,
rendered heroic service to his king, Henry
of France. The king said to William with
stately courtesy when he surrendered a
castle to him:
"'Fair Cousin William, so loval and
loving a concession as is this o'f thine,
at a time when blows were far easier to
give, merits more from me than thanks.
The fealty of vassal to suzera in is well,
but so fair a deed as this of thine is
the height of knightly valor. And where
such knightly valor doth live the knightly
spurs should follow. Kneel before thy
lord.'
"And as the boy knelt bareheaded before him King Henry with drawn sword
gave him the accolade- three smart taps
with the flat of the sword on the shoulder
and one with the palm of the hand on
the cheek. Then said the King:
"'William of • ormandy, in the name
of God, St. ~Iichael , and St. George, I
dub thee knight. Be valiant, bold, and
loyal. Speak the truth ; maintain the
right; protect the defenceless; succor the
distressed; champion the ladies; vindicate thy knightly character, and prove
thy knightly bravery and endurance by
perilous adventures and valorous deeds.
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F t•ar Cod, figh t for the faith, and serve
th\ suzerain and thy father and faithfully
arid 'aliantlv.'
"So Duke William was made a knight
al the earliest age at which knighthood
was conferred."
T he Good Swords Of The Cid
One of the truly great heroes of h istory
and legend is Rodrigo Diaz of Bivar, the
Cid Campeador, who is renowned in
song and story above any hero of Spain.
Th~ Cid had two "sweet transcendent"
swords, Tizona and Colada, and with
these two swords and his strength of
character and his heroic courage, he
wrough t mightily.
As I recall, the Cid won these two
swords in battle with the }.[oors and for
many generations after the Cid's death,
these two swords were preserved with
reYerence.
"Colada is a sword of full ancient
make : it hath only a cross for its hilt,
and on one side are graven the words
Si, Si, .. . that is to sav, Yea, Yea: and
on the other, No, No. And this sword is
in the Royal Armoury at Madrid. That
good sword Tizona is in length three
qua rters and a half, some little more,
and three fu ll fingers wide by the hilt,
lessening down to the point; and in the
hollow of lhe sword, by the h ilt, in this
writing in Roman letters, Ave Maria
Gratia plena, Dominus, and on the other
side, in the same letters, I am Tizona,
which was made in the era 1040, that is
to say, in the year 1002."
T he life and deeds of The Cid make
a golden chapter in the history of the
world. It w ill be recalled that The Cid
died at Valencia when it was under
seigc by King Bucar. When the Sp aniards
abandoned Valencia, a short time after
the death of The Cid, they carefully embalmed and anointed his body and
p laced the body upon a saddle and so
arranged the body that to all appearances The Cid was alive. T hey mounted
him on his good horse, hung his shield
around his neck, and placed his sword,
T izona, in his hand, and they raised his
?rm, and fastened it up so subtly tha t
1t was a marvel to see how upright he
held the sword. And in this way, the
Spaniards escaped from Valencia. They
took the body to a Monastery near San
Pedro de Cardena and placed it before
the high altar, and the old Chronicle of
the Cid tells us that "they clad the body
in a full noble tarta·ri and in cloth of
purple, which the Soldan of Persia had
sent him, and put him on hose of the
same, and set him in his ivory ch air; and
in h is left hand they placed his sword
Tizona in its scabbard, and the strings
of his mantle in his right. And in this
fashion the body of the Cid remained
there ten years and more, till it was taken
thence, as the history will relate anon.
And when his garments waxed old, other
good ones w ere put on .''
T here is a very interesting story about
an unbeliever who stopped before the
body of The Cid in the church to see
how nobly he was there seated, having
his countenance so fair and comely, and
his long beard in such goodly order, and
h is sword, Tizona in its scabbard in his
left hand, and the strings of his mantle
in his right. An unbeliever looking upon
The Cid said: "This is the body of that
Ruydiez the Cid, whom they say no man
in the world ever took by the beard
while he lived. . . . I will take him by
the beard now, and see what he can do
to me." And with tha t he put forth his
hand to pull the beard of the Cid; . . .
but before his hand could reach it, God,
who would not suffer this thing to be
done, sent his spirit into the body, and
the Cid let the strings of his mantle go
from his right h and, and laid hand on
his sword Tizona, and drew it a full
palm's length out of the scabbard. And
when the pagan saw this, h e fell upon
his back for great fear."
The Skill Of Saladin
Saladin ( 1138-1193 ) , the Sultan of
Egypt and Syria, is one of the few Oriental personages who do not need any
introduction to English and American
readers, for Sir Walter Scott in his novel,
T he T alisman, has p erformed that friendly office with the warmth and insight of
appreciative genius. T he Talisman gives
us a stately portrait of the Sultan whose
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generosity excited the admiration of the
Crusaders. Saladin's gentleness, courtesy,
and nobility of character, his justice,
truthfulness, and generosity, is made familiar by The Talisman to countless
readers who know nothing else in Mohammedan history.
You recall that Richard the Lion
Hearted, in demonstrating his strength
before Saladin, took a bar of iron and
bent it to the amazement of the Saracen.
The Talisman tells the story:
"He led the way accordingly to a
splendid pavilion, where was everything
that royal luxury could devise. DeVaux,
who was in attendance, then removed
the chappe (capa) or long riding-cloak
which Richard wore, and h e stood before
Saladin in the close dress which showed
tO advantage the strength and symmetry
of his person while it bore a strong contrast to the flowing robes which disguised
the thin frame of the Eastern monarch.
It was Richard's two-handed sword that
chiefly attracted the attention of the
Saracen - a broad straight blade, the
seemingly unwieldy length of which extended well nigh from the shoulder to
the heel of the wearer.
" 'Had I not,' said Saladin 'seen this
brand flaming in the front of battle, like
that of Azrael, I had scarce believed that
human arm could wield it. Might I request to see the Melech Ric strike one
blow with it in peace, and in pure trial
of strength?'
" 'Willingly, noble Saladin,' answered
Richard; and looking around for something whereon to exercise his strength,
he saw a steel mace, held by one of the
attendants, the handle being of the same
metal, and about an inch and a half in
diameter. This he placed on a block of
wood.
"The anxiety of De Vaux for his master's honour led him to whisper in English, 'For the blessed Virgin's sake, beware what you attempt, my liege. Your
full strength is not as yet returned; give
no triumph to the infidel.'
" 'Peace, fool,' said Richard, standing
firm on his ground, and casting a fierce
glance around; 'thinkest thou that I can
fail in his presence?'
"The. glittering broadsword, wielded by
both 11JS hands, rose aloft to the King's
left shoulder, circled round his head, descended with the sway of some terrific
engine, and the bar of iron rolled on the
ground in two pieces, as a woodman
would sever a sapling with a hedgingbill.
" 'By the head of the Prophet, a most
wonderful blow.' said the Soldan, critically and accurately examining the iron
bar which had been cut asunder; and the
blade of the sword was so well tempered
as to exhibit not the least token of having
suffered by the feat it had performed.
He then took the King's hand, and looking on the size and muscular strength
which it exhibited, laughed as he placed
it beside his own, so lank and thin, so
inferior in brawn and sinew.
"'Ay, look well,' said DeVaux, in English, 'it will be long ere your long jacknape's fingers do such a feat with your
fine gilded reaping-hook there.'
"'Silence, De Vaux,' said Richard; 'by
Our Lady, he understands or guesses thy
meaning - be not so broad, I pray thee.'
"The Soldan, indeed, presently said 'Something I would fain attempt, though
wherefore should the weak show their inferiority in presence of the strong? Yet,
each land h ath its own exercises, and
this may be new to the ~lelech Ric.' So
saying, he took from the floor a cushion
of silk and down, and placed it upright
on one end. 'Can thy weapon, my
brother, sever that cushion?' he said to
King Richard.
"'No, surely,' replied the King; 'no
sword on earth, were it the Excalibur of
King Arthur, can cut that which opposes
no steady resistance to the blow.'
"'Mark, then,' said Saladin; and,
tucking up the sleeve of his gown,
showed his arm, thin indeed and spare,
but which constant exercise had hardened into a mass consisting of nought but
bone, brawn, and sinew. He unsheathed
his scimitar, a curved and narrow blade,
which glittered not like the swords of
the Franks, but was, on the contrary, of
a dull blue colour, marked with ten millions of meandering lines, which showed
how anxiously the metal had been
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welded by the armourer. Wielding this
weapon, apparently so inefficient when
compared to that of Richard, the Soldan
stood resting his weight upon his left
foot, which was lightly advanced; he
balanced himself a little as if to steady
his aim, then stepping at once forward,
drew the scimitar across the cushion, applying the edge so dextrously, and with
so little apparent effort, that the cushion
seemed rather to fall asunder than to be
divided by violence.
" 'It is a juggler's trick,' said De Vaux,
darting forward and snatching up the
portion of the cushion which had been
cut off, as if to assure himself of the reality of the feat, 'there is gramarye in this.'
''The Soldan seemed to comprehend
him, for he undid the sort of veil which
he had hitherto worn, laid it double
along the edge of his sabre, extended the
weapon edgeways in the air, and drawing it suddenly through the veil, although
it hung on the blade entirely loose, severed that also into two parts, which
Aoated to different sides of the tent,
equally displaying the extreme temper
and sharpness of the weapon and the exquisite dexterity of him who used it."
Bayard Knights The King Of France
~ o history of the sword would be complete without mention of Bayard, the
knight without fear and without reproach. He was the last great outstanding hero of chivalry and the very acme
of chivalry. His fame comes not only
from his valor and prowess in arms, but
from his strength of character and gentleness of nature.
In Tales of Chivalry, a writer, A. W.
Grube, tells us that on the day of the
historic battle of Marignano, between the
French and Swiss, ended, that the young
King of France, Francis I, who had
fought bravely with his troops, desired to
recei\'e the rank of knighthood on the
field of battle. He wanted to honor Bayard by taking from his hand, the rank of
lrnighthood. Our author tells us:
"The battle was not decided until the
second day. The young king, Francis,
was so intoxicated with joy at his first
victory, and the sight of so many war-
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his side that he expressed a wish to be
dubbed a knight, according to ancient
custom, on the battlefield itself, in the
presence of so many heroes. He then
turned to Bayard and said:
"I know no one in the army so universally esteemed as this knight, and I
will honor the public voice in him. Yes,
my dear friend Bayard, I will receive
knighthood from your hand: for he who
has in so many battles and conflicts
shown himself a perfect knight, has the
best right to make knights of others.''
Bayard looked modestly round on the
assembled princes and nobles, and replied that such an honor belonged only
to them, and that he would never venture to accept it in their presence. It was
to no purpose; they themselves encouraged him to accept it.
"A king," he said, "is born a knight."
"Not at all, not at all," said the king:
"I demand it.''
"Be it so then, sire," said Bayard, "and
if once were not enough, I would do it
a thousand times rather than oppose my
sovereign's will." Hereupon the king knelt
down. Bayard struck him gently on the
back with the Bat of the sword, and said:
"Sire, it would do as well, as if it
were Roland or Oliver, or Godfrey of
Bouillon. In truth, you are the first prince
whom I have dubbed a knight. Heaven
?rant ~at you may never take to Bight
m war.
As Bayard spoke the tears started to
his eyes, and he gazed with childish joy
on his sword, and said :
"Thou, too, my beloved sword, are
truly fortunate to have bestowed knighthood on so virtuous and mighty a king.
Therefore, I will treasure thee as a relic,
prize thee above all other swords, and
never draw thee except against Saracens.''
Cyrano's Sword
In the year 1655, there lived in France
a famous duelist and noted swordsman,
Cyrano de Bergerac, who is immortalized
in Rostand's great play. We must not
content ourselves with thinking of Cyrano
as just a hot-tempered swordsman or
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common brawler for he symbolizes magnanimity, unselfishness, and beauty of
soul. As we read the play, we see Rostand's hero swaggering among his cadets
of Gascoigne, fighting off a hundred men
because Roxane has smiled upon him,
and breathing through the proxy of
Christian, the love messages forbidden
to his own tongue and at the last dying
with his white plume unsoiled.
Cyrano's sword is one of the most famous in all literature. You recall the
scene in the park occupied by the Sisters
of the Cross in Paris, how Cyrano, feeling
death coming upon him, makes his last
visit to Roxane who was a nun there.
But let Rostand tell the story:
Cyrano (is seized w ith great shivering,
and suddenly rises).
Not there! no! not in that arm-chair!
(They rush toward him .)
Do not support me! Do not! (He leans
against the tree.) Nothing but the tree!
(Silence.) He is coming. I already feel
shod with marble,- gloved with lead!
(He grows stiff.) Oh! but!- since he is on
the way, I will await him standing (he
draws his sword.)- sword in hand!
Le Bret. Cyrano!
Roxane (in a faltering voice.) Cyrano!
(All draw back terrified .)
Cyrano. I believe that he is looking,
that he dares to look at my nose, the
noseless one! (He lifts his sword .) What
do you say? It is useless! I know it! But
one does not fight with hope of success!
No! no! It is a much finer thing when
it is useless! What are all those? Are you
a thousand? Ah! I recognize you, all my
old enemies! Lying? (He strikes the air
with his sword.) W ait, wait, Ha h a! the
Compromises, Prejudices, Cowardice!
(H e strikes.) Shall I make a compact?
Never, never! Ah! There you are too,
Folly! I know that at last you will put
me down; no matter: I fight! I fight!
I fight! (Makes wide circles in the air
w ith his sword, and stops, panting for
breath.) Yes, you have tom everything
from me, the laurel and the rose! Take
them! In spite of you, there is one thing
I shall take with me, and tonight, when
I enter God's house, my salutation shall
sweep the blue threshold, with some-
thing free from creases, free from stain,
which I shall carry in spite of you (he
raises his sword h igh),- and that is(The sword escapes from his hand, he
totters, and falls into the arms of Le Bret
and Ragueneau. )
Roxane (bend ing over him and kissing
his forehead.) That is?
Cyrano (opens his eyes, recognizes her,
and with smile says): My plume.
Surrender Of Cornwallis
It is now October 9, 1781. The American Revolution is drawing to a close, and
Lord Cornwallis, the British commander,
surrounded by the combined American
and French forces at Yorktown, is ready
to surrender.
At the moment of surrender, Lord
Cornwallis feigned illness and sent his
sword to Wash ington by General O'Hara
of the British Army. Washington directed
that the British commander's sword be
received by General Lincoln, who had
been forced to surrender Charleston to
the British, and Washington directed
General Lincoln, after receiving the
sword, to hand it back to General O'Hara
to take it to the British commander with
Washington's compliments.
Lord Nelson's Sword Owned By An
American In New York City
It is interesting to note that one of
the world's most prized swords is owned
by H ugh Bullock, an American living in
New York City.
It seems that many years ago, Lord
Nelson's sword was sold at auction at
Christie's in London. An agent of the
British Museum was there to bid on the
sword, but somehow, to the great distress
of the museum, he fa iled to bid when the
sword was put up for auction. It was
bought by the Bullock family and is now
owned by them.
It is interesting to note that on the
desks of 400 of the most distinguished
men on earth, even in remote corners of
th e world, a visitor is apt to see a silver
paper cutter that is a miniature reproduction of the dress sword bv Lord Nelson. Presidents, kings, shahs, princes,
prime ministers, great military leaders,
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ambassadors, cabinet members, chiefs of
staff own them.
The possession of this miniature silver
reproduction of Lord Nelson's sword ind icates that the owner has spoken before
the Cah in Bullock Forum, a unique organization started in 1937 to educate
financiers and lawyers and others on the
latest de,·elopments in periods of national
or international crisis.
Napoleon Gives His Sword To A
Captured General
An incident showing the romantic and
chi,·alrous streak in Napoleon is told by
Caulincourt in his book dealing with
the im·asion of Russia, a book which was
not published until a century after the
death of the author.
Caulincourt tells us that Napoleon was
always disturbed when his army brought
him no prisoners. Once, however, a Russian general was captured by the French ,
and at once brought before Napoleon.
The Emperor, always a stickler for military etiquette, asked the Russian where
his sword was. He replied that it had
been taken away from him. Thereupon,
Xapoleon dramatically unbuckled his
own sword and gave it to the Russian
general.
There was a very historic and touch ing scene in December, 1840, at Paris
in the Church of the Invalides when
Louis Phillipe, King of France, surrounded by all the great officers of State,
stepped forward to receive the remains
of :\apoleon which had been brought to
France from St. Helena, where he was
banished and where he died in 1821.
"Sire," said his son, Prince de Join,·ille, "I p resent to you the body of the
Emperor :'\apoleon."
"I receive it," replied the King, "in
the name of France."
Then taking from the hand of Marshal
Soult, the sword of Napoleon, and presenting it to General Bertrand, who had
accompanied the Emperor to Elba and
St. Helena, the King said:
"General, I charge you to place this
glorious sword of the Emperor upon his
coffin."
Today, sealed in the monolithic sar-
cophagus of red granite, the Emperor's
sword rests forever on his coffin.
Seven years later, the ashes of Napoleon's great and good friend, General
Bertrand, were placed by the side of
Nap oleon's tomb.
General Bragg's Presentation Sword
Dr. Norborne R. Clarke, Jr., a distinguished physician of Mobile, is the
owner of a sabre which was presented to
General Braxton Bragg by the citizens of
Mobile in 1849, in recognition for his
d istinguished services in the Mexican
War. This sabre was carried by General
Bragg during his entire services in the
Confederate Army. It is a b eautiful weapon of great intrinsic and historic value.
D r. Clarke, in an article read before
the Alabama Historical Association at its
April meeting, 1956, wrote that :
"General Bragg's fine presentation
saber was purchased by p ublic subscrip tion among the citizens of Mobile, and
presented to him in 1849 while he was
on leave from the Army and living in
Alabama. The decoration, while rich, is
tasteful and restrained, and the lines of
the sword are strong and functional. The
curved blade is single-edged, with a
false-edge extending 6 inches b ack from
the point. A broad fuller, or groove, begins at the ricasso (base) and runs to
within six and one-half inches of the
point. The blade is decorated on the
obverse side with bright etched designs
on a dull background. These comprise
floral sprays, a military trophy and b ears
a central panel inscribed 'Fort BrownMonterey-Buena Vista.' The back of the
blade is etched with a floral spray. The
grips are of solid silver onlaid with a
gold panel on each side. The obverse
panel is carved to represent Hercules
strangling the Numean Lion, which was
a favorite heroic decoration motif found
on presentation swords of this p eriod.
The reverse panel is inscribed 'Presented
by the Citizens of Mobile as a Testimonial of their Admiration of the Gallant
conduct of Major Braxton Bragg in defense of Fort Brown, the attack on Monterey, and more particularly in Contributing Greatly as he did to the Glorious
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Victory of Buena Vista.' The pommel is
an eagle's head holding in its beak a
wreath of oak leaves and acorns. While
decorative, this wreath also serves as the
hole for the sword-knot. The buckle-bow,
which attaches to the wreath, is rococo
in design with leaf and rosette decoration. On either side of the quillon, as
they cross the blade, are langets (shieldlike plaques) which bear heavy floral
borders. The obverse langet has a gold
background engraved with a version of
the original seal of the State of Alabama
which consists of an oak tree bearing a
map showing the three main rivers of
the State. The reverse langet is plain.
The free quillon terminates at the back
of the blade in a heavy scroll. The entire hilt, except for the grips, is of silver
gilt. These vands on the obverse side are
richly ornamented with a floral border
and a central group showing the agricultural products of the South. On the reverse side, the upper band bears a gold
plate inscribed 'Ames Mfg. Company,
Cabotville, Mass.' The tip of the Scabbard bears the conventional type drag
which is silver gilt.''
John Brown And George W ashington's
Sword
Clement Eaton, in his A H istory of the
Old South , tells a very interesting event
connected with John Brown's raid at
Harpers F erry, and in all American history, there is no more brutal and repugnant figure than John Brown.
Eaton's story is this: "The arsenal at
Harpers Ferry was easily captured and
Brown sent out a detachment into the
countryside to arouse the slaves and to
capture Colonel Lewis Washington, a
planter related to George Washington
who owned the sword that Frederick the
Great had presented to Washington. John
Brown girded himself with this historic
sword as he stood a siege and an attack
in the fire engine house of the arsenal
grounds by United States marines under
Colonel Robert E. Lee. Lee sent Captain
'Jeb' Stuart, later to become the famous
cavalry leader of the Confederacy, to demand that Brown and his followers surrender. When this demand was refused,
a small attacking party led by Lieutenant
Israel Green battered down the door of
the arsenal and Green wounded Brown
with his sword. This officer wore onl)'
a light dress sword which broke in his
hands as he struck the fanatical leader
and consequently Brown survived to become a martyr."
The Sword Of Robert Lee
Dear to every Southerner's heart are
the poems of Father Ryan, the "poetpriest of the Confederacy," whose great
poem, "The Conquered Banner" is regarded, as the "requiem of the Lost
Cause.
Father Ryan's poems have many merits, among them simple sublimity, rare
and chaste beauty of conception, richness and grandeur of thought; and "the
refined elegance and captivating force
of the terms he employs as the medium
through which he communicates these
thoughts" are merits peculiarly Father
Rvan's own. He was a Southerner of the
m'ost pronounced kind. He refused to
make anv concession to the \'ictorious
North that he could withhold from them;
and in the dark and cruel days of Reconstruction he refused to bow before
and kiss the hands that were uplifted
against his people and land.
The sword of General Lee inspired
Father Ryan to write his noblest poem,
The Sword of Robert L ee, and no poem
is more stirring and beautiful in thought
and in words, than this poem. Thousands
of Southern school children have learned
the poem by heart and, through the years
since it was written, the poem has been
recited on countless school platforms and
is a never-failing favorite recitation on
Confederate Memorial Day.
The sword referred to by Father Ryan
was presented to General Lee in 1863,
and is now in the Confederate ~luseum
at Richmond, Virginia. ~lay I read the
more familiar stanzas of this beautiful
poem:
"Forth from its scabbard, pure and
bright,
Flashed the sword of Lee!
Far in the front of the deadly fight,
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Hight
Its stainless sheen, like a beacon
light
Led us to Victory!
Forth from its scabbard! How we
prayed,
That sword might victor be; And when our triumph was delayed,
And many a heart grew sore afraid,
\\'e still hoped on while gleamed
the blade
Of noble Robert Lee!
Forth from its scabbard all in vain
Bright flashed the sword of Lee;
'Tis shrouded now in its sheath again,
It sleeps the sleep of our noble slain,
Defeated, yet without a stain,
Proud and peacefully!"
The Sword Which Bore Lee's Flag Of
Truce At Appomattox
In a glass case in Department of Archives and History at Montgomery is
preserved the old cavalry sabre, which
bore General Lee's flag of truce to General Grant, Palm Sunday, April 9, 1865,
" hen General Lee surrendered the Army
of :\Torthern Virginia.
History tells us that the night before
the surrender, General Lee held a council
of war with his generals. Upon their ad\'ice, he resolved to cut through the federal lines early next morning, if this
could be done. Lieutenant General John
B. Gordon, who for several days had
covered the rear of the army, was ordered to the front to lead Lee's last
charge. That night, the tired Confederates sank down to rest where they
halted. They had had neither food nor
sleep, and were too weak and weary to
build camp fi res.
Sunday morning, April 9, at half past
fi ve, General Gordon advanced his line.
A young Confederate major, Gordon's
Aide-de-camp, who rode at the head of
the gray host that morning, describes the
dying hour of the Army of Northern Virginia:
"A proud array it was, although the
men were so worn, jaded and famished,
that many could hardly carry their muskets. Divisions had dwindled to the number of full regiments, and regiments and
companies were represented by a few
files of men; but the colors of nearly all
of the organizations remained.
"The sharp skirmish fire soon grew~n­
to a furious and heavy volume of musketry. The ever faithful Carter joined in
with his deep-toned guns. The cavalry
on our right pressed forward at a gallop,
and wild and fierce shouts resounded
throughout the heavens. As the sun drove
away the Sunday morning mist, it looked
down upon a scene that will forevermore
thrill Southern hearts. In a steady line,
sustained on the left by artillery, which
flamed forth at every step, with cavalry
charging fiercely on the right, the Confederate line of battle, scarlet almost
from the array of battle flags floating
over it, went forth to death, driving before it masses of blue cavalry and artillery.
"Spring was just budding forth, and
the morning sun, glistening from budding leaf and tree, shed a halo about the
red battle flags with the starry cross, as
if nature would smile on the nation that
was dying there."
When it was seen that the Army of
Northern Virginia was hopelessly outnumbered and was surrounded by the
Federal forces, General Gordon, carrying out a previous understanding with
General Lee, sent out a flag of truce.
This flag of truce was carried by his
Aide-de-camp, Thomas Goode Jones of
Alabama. The flag itself was a linen napkin in which had been wrappe~ a piece
of cake given the major the day before
by a loyal Confederate housewife. Placing the white linen napkin on his cavalry
sabre, Major Jones rode rapidly away toward the Federal lines. In the early
morning hour in the smoke of battle, he
was fired on by both sides, but managed
to get safely through the zone between
the two armies. On entering the federal
lines, the Confederate officer first met
Sgt. Major William Shore of the !55th
Pennsylvania Volunteers, 1st Division,
Fifth Army Corps, General Griffin command ing.
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officer to Brevet Major General Joshua
L. Chamberlain of Maine, who was a
division commander. In a paper on Appomattox, read October 7, 1903, before
the commandery of New York, Military
Order of the Loyal Legion of the United
States, General Chamberlain tells in the
following beautiful language of Major
Jones's arrival at his lines with General
Lee's flag of truce on that historic Palm
Sunday in April, 1865:
"Suddenly rose to sight another form,
close in our own front - a soldierly figure, handsomely dressed and mounted a Confederate staff officer undoubtedly,
to whom some of my advance line seemed
to be pointing my position. Now I see
the white flag earnestly borne, and its
possible purport sweeps before my inner
vision like a wraith of morning mist. He
steadily comes on, - the mysterious form
in gray, my mood so whimsically sensitive that I could even smile at the material of the flag, - wondering where in
either army was found a towel and one
so white. But it bore a mighty message,
- that simple emblem of homely service,
wafted hitherward above the dark and
crimson streams that can never wash
themselves away.
"The messenger draws near, dismounts; with graceful salutation and
hardly suppressed emotion delivers his
message: 'Sir, I am from General Gordon, General Lee desires a cessation of
hostilities until h e can hear from General
Grant as to the proposed surrender.'
"What word is this I so long, so dearly,
fought for, so feverishly dreamed, but
ever snatched away, held hidden and
aloof; now smiting the senses with dizzy
flash! 'Surrender' - we had no rumors of
this from the messages that had been
passing between Grant and Lee, for now
these two days, behind us. 'Surrender?'
It takes a moment to gather one's speech,
'Sir,' I answer, 'that matter exceeds mv
authority. I will send to my superior:·
General Lee is right. H e can do no
more. All this with forced calmness,
covering a tumult of heart and brain. I
bid him wait awhile, and the message
goes to my corps commander, General
Griffin, !.caving me amazed at the boding
change.
Later, Major Jones rode back to his
own lines, to where General Lee was sitting on the road about a mile from Appomattox Court House, on some rails near
an apple orchard, waiting to hear from
General Grant.
Thus came to an end one of the most
memorable and hard fought wars in all
history, and the sword which bore the
flag of truce that helped to bring this
tragic fratricidal strife to an end, rests
h ere today in Alabama forever preserved
among the treasured archives of the
State. ·
And now, the evening wanes, rusty red
Mars swings silently across the "infinite
meadows of heaven." The new moon.
with the old moon in her arms, will
mount the skies when day glimmers in
the east. The ancient and honorable warriors, who lived in the olden days when
the sword, most romantic of all weapons,
ruled all things, depart from us. Their
h·easured blades which, in fancy, we
have seen shining tonight are forever
sheathed. On the morrow, as we face
life's grim and formidable challenges,
may we draw strength, courage, and determination from the characters and
deeds of those who tonight came from
out the majestic corridors of Time to keep
company with us and be our illustrious
and ennobling companions for a brief
while.
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I Speak for the \Vhitc Race*
By
JuocE WALTER B. JoNES
Montgomery
SENATOR CARMACK of Tennessee in 1925 made a speech in the U.S.
Senate in defense of the South which was then, as now, under
vicious attack. H e began his address by saying: "I speak, Sir, for
my native state, for my native South."
Today I paraphrase the senator's words by saying: "I speak for
the White Race, my race," because today it is being unjustly assailed
all over the world. It is being subjected to assaults here by radical
newspapers and magazines, communists and the federal judiciary.
Columnists and photographers have been sent to the South to take
back to the people of the North untrue and slanted tales about the
South . Truly a massive campaign of super-brainwashing propaganda
is now being directed against the white race, particularly by those
who envy its glory and greatness. Because our people have pride
of race we are denounced as bigoted, prejudiced, racial propagandists and hate-mongers by those who wish an impure, mixed breed
that would destroy the white race by mongrelization. The in tegrationists and mongrelizers do not deceive any person of common
sense with their pious talk of wanting only equal rights and opportunities for other races. Their real and £nal goal is intermarriage
and mongrelization of the American people.
When members of the white race point with pride to its impressive record and call impartial History to witness its technical and
political supremacy through the centuries, its cultural creati\·eness,
we are sneered at as breeders of race hatred. Pseudo-scientists tell
us there is no such thing as a superior race. We ru·e assured by them
that the white race will some day be forced into an inferior place
by the colored races of the world and that the day of white leadership is nearing its end.
Students of race recognize three main divisions: vVhite, ~lon­
goloid, and Negroid, each created by God with differ ent qualities,
instincts, and characteristics, transmissible by descent.
° From "Off The Bench," published in the
4, 1957.
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The white or Caucasian race includes peoples whose skin color
may be white, pink, ruddy or light brown. Their hair is usually wavy
or straight. It is never "dead black" or woolly. The white race includes the tall blonds of Northwest Europe, the Scandinavians, Norwegians, Dutch, Swedes, Russians and also the French, Germans,
English, Italians and Americans, and further, the Greeks, the Jews,
the Bretons, the Irish, the Scotch, the Welsh, the Arabs, the Spanish
and Portuguese.
So let us now study a little history and inquire if the white race
has any justification for pride in its contributions to world civilization and leadership.
Members of the white race have ever been the world's discoverers and explorers, and from our race have come bold spirits like
Lief the Red, Columbus, Vasco da Gama, Balboa, Magellan, Cabot,
Drake, La Salle, Byrd and Peary.
Consider sculpture: The white race has produced Praxiteles,
Myron, Phidias, Donatello, Houdon, Rodin, Thorwaldsen, St. Gaudens, Daniel Chester French, Canova, Bernini, and Herbert Adams.
When you listen and enjoy b eautiful music remember the great
mus1c1ans: ~1ozart, Bach, Chopin, Beethoven, Handel, Liszt,
Brahms, vVagner and Verdi, are of the white race.
No race has produced poets who compare with our poets: Virgil,
Horace, Ovid, Pindar, Lucretius, and Dante; in the English-speaking
world, Shakespeare, Milton, Byron, Bums, Wordsworth, Pope, Shelley, Tennyson, Whitman, Rosetti, Lanier and Poe.
\Vhen you come to consider the eminent artists of the ages, the
white race takes pride in its Fra Angelico, Michaelangelo, Boticelli,
Velasquez, Raphael, Titian, Rembrandt, VanDyck, Rubens, Gainsborough, Millet, Corot, Landseer, Whistler, Benjamin West, Edwin
A. Abbey and Gilbert Stuart.
The best in literature comes, too, from white authors: Homer,
Cervantes, Montaigne, Victor Hugo, Sir Walter Scott, Charles Dickens, Tolstoy, Hans Christian Andersen, Ruskin, Robert Louis Stevenson, Rudyard Kipling, Thackeray and Macaulay.
The white race is proud of its philosophers: Socrates, Plato,
Maimonides, Aristotle, Spinoza, Francis Bacon, Locke, Descartes,
Kant, Hume and Spencer.
Practically all useful inventions have been made by members of
the white race: The airplane, steamboat, steel, wireless telegraphy,
telephone, the telescope, the typewriter, the X-ray, movable type,
the rotary. printing press, the sewing machine, the cotton gin, the
steam engme, the automobile, the motion picture machine, and the
incandescent light bulb.
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From the ranks of the white race have come the world's great
law-givers, statesmen and jurists, among them: Solon of Athens,
Gaius, Justinian, Grotius, Coke, Jefferson, Blackstone, Wilson,
George Mason and Marshall.
Among the historians of the world the white race can claim
Xenophon, Thucydides, Herodotus, Plutarch, Tacitus, J. R. Greene,
J. A. Froude, Bancroft, Prescott and Carlyle.
When you consider the great surgeons and medical men the
white race can claim : Hippocrates, Galen, Vessalius, Pare, William
Harvey, John Hunter, Crawford Long, J. Marion Sims, Cushing and
Keen.
Remember that Christ, a Jew, is the founder of Christianity.
Recall, too, other great religious leaders: Moses, David, Solomon,
Judas Maccabeus, John Knox, John Huss, Tyndale, Miles Coverdale,
and John Wycliffe.
Every one of the 57 signers of the Declaration of Independence
and every one of the 39 signers of the Federal Constitution was a
member of the white race.
When you look up at the universe of stars and galaxies, recall
some of the white race's astronomers and scientists: Copernicus,
Galileo, Herschel, Halley, Kepler, Newton and Sir James Jeans.
So, when you call the roll of the world's noble and useful spirits,
the men and women of the white race stand up in honor and glory
with a just pride in the race's achievements. We have all kindly
feelings for the world's other races, but we will maintain at any
and all sacrifices the purity of our blood strain and race. \Ve shall
never submit to the demands of integrationists. The white race shall
forever remain white.
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