The heroes of the South will not stay buried under the tons of bogus verbiage that liars generate. Though zeal be married to falsehood, the contemporary stage will not endure forever — and the rage of idiots will not shake down the sky. This age, dear friends, is not the final age. The future will unbody every lie. At any rate, my truthful hopes are high. Stonewall and Old Marse Robert, Forrest too and Stuart, will in history’s keen eye endure, and their admirers will renew the honor that was given in the past. Such glory, I maintain, is bound to last.