Hurrah, hurrah for Sheridan!
Hurrah, hurrah for horse and man!
And when their statues are placed on high,
Under the dome of the Union sky,--
The American soldier's Temple of Fame,--
There with the glorious General's name
Be it said in letters both bold and bright:
"Here is the steed that saved the day
By carrying Sheridan into the fight,
From Winchester,--twenty miles away!"
THOMAS BUCHANAN READ: _Sheridan's Ride._



Gore Hill cemetery

Between the highway and the hospital, behind a privet-bent wire fence, lies the Gore Hill Memorial Cemetery. Driving down the Pacific Highway to Crows Nest, past the derelict buildings of the Australian Broadcasting Commission's former headquarters, the cemetery is all but invisible. Parts of it, near the Royal North Shore Hospital, are maintained. But most of it is in splendid decay. Gravestones recording the deaths of young women in childbirth, the children themselves, and young men caught by disease or war, lie at ricketty angles uplifted by woody weeds and even trees. Some of Australia's heroes lie here, or once did, but who would know? If ever there was a cemetery of ghosts, this is it. Australians try hard to forget their history. At Gore Hill, they have to large part succeeded.


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