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THE IMMORTAL SIX HUNDRED.

moneys in the treasury department of the State, not otherwise appropriated the sum of ($225) two hundred and twenty-five dollars, to the treasurer of the monument fund of the Society Immortal Six Hundred, the Confederate officers who were inhumanely treated by the United States Government while they were prisoners of war, confined on Morris Island, South Carolina, under the fire of their own guns. This money appropriated is to be Virginia's tribute to her aid of the monument fund for her gallant sons who remained true during their terrible ordeal.

Money will be paid to Secretary Six Hundred June 15, 1910.

Secretary Murray exhibited photograph of intended monument for the dead of the Six Hundred Society, made by Miss Josephine Gulledge, of Mississippi, daughter of a Confederate soldier who died for the South; the matter was laid over until the meeting of the society in 1911 at Little Rock, Ark.

On motion of Comrade G. N. Albright, a history of the Immortal Six Hundred was presented to the Lone Star Chapter, U. D. C, San Marcus, Texas, by the Society of the Immortal Six Hundred, with the society's love and gratitude to the peerless women of the chanter. Secretary ordered to forward book at once to Mrs. G. K. Miller, president of chapter. Adopted. Book sent by Secretary Murray, with letter.

On motion of Comrade R. M. Fletcher, the society was requested to make an appropriation to print minutes. Secretary ordered to notify members after he obtained estimate of cost, etc. Adopted.



President Hemstead read the following poem:

ODE TO THE IMMORTAL SIX HUNDRED.


How did ye, my comrades, with battle's ire,
Uphold the tenets of equal rights for all,
Bequeathed from each brave Southron sire,
To sons who answered the Southland's hasty call.

We live to see the cause for which we bled,
The leading issue in the forum of each state,
Resurrected from the grand storied dead,
Armed with law and constitutional debate.

Up from the braziers of the heroic, warlike past,
Brave incense rises from the ashes of defeat,
The glowing cloud grows brighter, grander, fast,
To halo halls where truth and justice meet.