Carmack's Pledge to the South

    The South is a land that has known sorrows;  it is a land that has broken the ashen crust and moistened it with tears; a land scared and riven by the plowshare of war and billowed with the graves of her dead; but a land of legend, a land of song, a land of hallowed and heroic memories.

    To that land every drop of my blood, every fiber of my being, every pulsation of my heart, is consecrated forever.

    I was born of her womb; I was nurtured at her breast; and when my last hour shall come, I pray God that I may be pillowed upon her bosom and rocked to sleep with her tender and encircling arms.

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Stephen R. Mallory Camp 1315
Sons of Confederate Veterans, Inc.