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has been duly observed all through the South, and we are under obligations to our friends for invitations from every quarter to attend the exercises.

There seems to have been more interest than usual taken in the proper observance of the day, and we regret that our space does not allow us to give in detail accounts which come to us from all parts of the Confederacy of how loving hands strewed with flowers the graves of sleeping heroes, or of how, in several instances, fitting monuments to our Confederate dead were unveiled.

But we must speak briefly of two memorial services which it was our privilege to attend.

At "Loudoun Park Cemetery," near Baltimore, on Thursday evening, June the 5th, we had the privilege of uniting with our comrades of the "Confederate Army and Navy Society of Maryland," and the large crowd of ladies and citizens who were present, in paying respect to the memory of the Confederate braves who sleep in this beautiful city of the dead.

The statue of finely chiselled marble, which stands guard over "the bivouac of the dead"—the marble head-stones, which mark each grave—the perfect order in which the cemetery is kept, and the tasteful decorations of evergreens, immortelles and various floral designs—the procession of over four hundred old soldiers of the "Maryland line"—the immense crowd of the very best people of Baltimore, and the enthusiasm with which the oration was received—all told that Baltimore still cherishes in her heart of hearts the memory of "the boys who wore the gray."

The orator of the occasion had been happily selected in the person of Hon. A. M. Keiley, of Richmond, who made an address of rare appropriateness, eloquence and power.

The Secretary was the recipient of many courtesies at the hands of Maryland comrades, which he highly appreciated.

The ceremonies at Winchester, Virginia, on Friday, June the 6th, were of deepest interest, and we esteemed it a high privilege to be permitted to mingle in them.

Winchester—battle-scarred, heroic, glorious old Winchester—has been first to carry out the eloquent suggestion of Bishop Elliott, of Georgia, and to rear a monument to "" And surely there is no spot more appropriate on which to erect such a monument. Standing in the beautiful "Stonewall Cemetery," one can see the line of march by which the first troops who moved in Virginia in '61 hurried to the capture of Harper's Ferry and the defence of our border. Yonder is the camp from which "old Joe" Johnston moved out to meet Patterson, and from which, after ably eluding his foe, he started on that "forced march to