A Fallen Lance: Robert Hooker
The Old South is replete with stories of the young soldier who, hearing his country was going to war, was determined to serve....
Man's fate is wrought in the loom of years,
To pattern traced by an unseen hand
The shuttle flies and the weaver sighs,
For the work is slow and tragic and grand.
Some shuttles are filled with golden thread
For the few great souls who march in the van,
But most are filled with the thread used for
The warp and woof of the average man.
Stuart F. Reed