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"My own Dawn's hair is like a thread of gold spun His height was medium, his figure burly, his step firm and determined. (An) observing ... eye could discern a bearing and a carriage of the person which told as plainly as so many words that JOHN O'CONNELL JOYCE had a keen and true sense of his dignity as a man and as an officer, and that he was determined at all hazards to maintain it. You should have seen his steady, cool brave bearing on picket, his dashing, and dauntless courage in battle when he was ever within a heartbeat of eternity. I have known Jim intimately since the fighting before Richmond -- previously to that not, not so thoroughly.
These were the last words I heard from him -- the last sight I had of him. Half an hour after I was looking at Dr. Reynolds dressing Lieutenant Mackey's wound down near the hospital, ... some one told me Captain Joyce was shot through the head. So it was. The news was as unexpected as it was grievous. The best and the bravest seem to be carried away oftenest. Many will mourn him. All said, God rest his soul. Of, all who mourned, of all who prayed, none did so as, I am sure, with a keener grief, than General Meagher. Often and often has he been heard to say that Joyce and Clooney and O'Donoghue and the others were his children. They had been with him from the beginning. They had served with him in his old company in the 69th Regt. They were high-souled, high-toned young Irish patriots, who had imbibed from his lips their passionate love of Ireland, and the hope in which they died, that some day or another they would have an opportunity to draw their swords under him, and display their soldierly skill to some purpose in the ranks of men fighting for Fatherland.
It is a favorite thought of ours, contemplating the majesty and grandeur of the republic, that the foundations upon which they rest have been cemented by the blood and the brains of so many young Celts from Ireland. And no grave of so young a man on this continent will emit tenderer or truer rays to guide you in life or death, than those which spring from the tomb of Calvary where they have laid John O'Connell Joyce; others may be more effulgent, but none more will be purer. He was a native of Fermoy, in the county of Cork, and has been in this country about two years. ... (To be continued.) GALLOWGLASS
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