...The vandal reportedly lost consciousness and began convulsing on the ground...

[[heard he was in coma...]]

https://districtherald.com/confederate-soldier-statue-takes-out-vandal-trying-to-topple-it/

Confederate Statue falls on Rioter's Head

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9wnDl2is6E

:)

probably told to stand down like they were told in charlottesville,

That is very likely. ;)

I was too late for President of the Confederacy, Jefferson Davis. The mob tore him down on June 10, leaving this defaced memorial.

how ironic...

Was the first lady of the Confederacy black?

https://blackmansstreet.today/civil-rights/was-the-first-lady-of-the-confederacy-black/

How Confederate President Jefferson Davis's Mulatto wife became White

http://realhistoryww.com/world_history/ancient/Misc/Crests/Jefferson_davis.htm

also at the same url:

"...Jim Limber [Davis]

JIM LIMBER'S WIKI:

Jim Limber, also known as Jim Limber Davis, was a mulatto boy who was briefly a ward of Jefferson Davis, president of the Confederate States of America. He was under the care of the Davis family from February 1864 to May 1865. His real name may have been James Henry Brooks.

On February 14, 1864, Varina Howell Davis, wife of Jefferson Davis, was returning home in Richmond, Virginia, when she saw a black boy being beaten by a black man. Outraged, she immediately put an end to the beating and had the boy come with her in her carriage. He was cared for by Mrs. Davis and her staff. They gave him clothes belonging to the Davises' son, Joe, since the boys were of similar age. When asked his name, he just said "Jim Limber."

Davis arranged for Jim to be freed from slavery. It is unknown if Davis actually adopted him. There was no adoption law in Virginia at that time, so any adoption would be an "extralegal" affair.

Jim was with the Davises when they were forced to abandon Richmond before the Union Army captured the city in April 1865. When the Davises were captured by Union forces in Irwinville, Georgia, on May 15, Jim was separated from them. Some recounts of the story say this was due to a swift kidnapping of Limber by the Union Army, while other accounts say that the Davises recognized a Union general they knew well, Rufus Saxton. The Davis family never saw Jim again."

Jim briefly lived with Saxton in Charleston, South Carolina, but was eventually sent north for education until he was old enough to support himself. Though it is mentioned in some of the more sympathetic biographies of Jefferson Davis that he never stopped searching for Jim Limber, this search seems to be recorded only in oral history as it is not mentioned in his voluminous surviving correspondence for the last two decades of his life in which mention at all of Jim Limber is fleeting.

In 2008, the Sons of Confederate Veterans offered a $100,000 statue of Jefferson Davis to the American Civil War Center in Richmond. A life-sized Jim Limber is depicted on the statue, holding one hand of a life sized Jefferson Davis who is holding the hand of his son Joseph with the other hand. The statue was completed in fall 2008 and while it was initially accepted by the center, the deal quickly fell through and is now on permanent display at Beauvoir, Davis' Mississippi home. [see pic]

https://thesouthernblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/jefferson-daviss-black-son.html

I visited the headquarters of the United Daughters of the Confederacy (UDC) just off Monument Avenue on what used to be called The Boulevard. Last year, it got a new name — Arthur Ashe Boulevard — to honor a black tennis player. The evening before the mob tore down Jefferson Davis, it broke out all the windows of the UDC building, and set a fire inside, destroying Stonewall Jackson’s battle flag and a collection of his papers.

Somewhere I have an old magazine that said that someone [I don't remember who] said that when Jackson died "all Israel mourned."

Was just looking to see if I could find online but this is all I could come up with:

Excerpt from a longer article, dealing with the religious side of Jackson, and that he was admired even by some blacks...

A Chaplain’s Recollections of “Stonewall” Jackson by Chaplain John William Jones

"... HIS CHRISTIAN CHARACTER.

The Christian character of Stonewall Jackson is as historic as his great military achievements, and has been fully brought out in many publications, and especially in the simple and beautiful delineation of his private character which his devoted wife has given in this volume.

But I deem it emitiently fitting that in closing "A Chaplain's Recollections," 1 should give at least a few salient points of that religious life which shone out so conspicuously in the daily walk of the stern soldier, exerted so potent an influence upon all who came in contact with him, and which still lives on to bless-the world.

During the six years I resided in Lexington I found that the negroes held in highest esteem the memory of Jackson, and always spoke with grateful affection of his work among them. It is a very pleasing incident that the first contribution towards the erection of the beautiful bronze statue, which now decks the hero's grave, was from the negro Baptist Church of Lexington, whose pastor and some of whose prominent members belonged once to Jackson's negro Sunday-school.

A MAN OF PRAYER.

Jackson was equally scrupulous in attending to all of his religious duties. "Lord, what wilt Thou have me to do?" seemed the motto of his life. Regular in meeting all of his religious obligations, he walked straight along the path of duty, doing with his might whatever his hands found to do. In the army his piety, despite all obstacles, seemed to brighten as the pure gold is refined by the furnace. He beautifully illustrated in his life the lesson of the great Apostle : "Not slothful in business, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord." he was a man of prayer. He had in the army his regular "family worship," and frequent prayer-meetings at his headquarters, and allowed no stress of circumstances to deprive him of the privilege of secret prayer.

HIS ACTIVITY FOR THE SALVATION OF OTHERS.

From the beginning of the war Jackson manifested the deepest interest in, and made active efforts to promote, the religious welfare of his men. The first interview I had with him, mentioned in the first part of this paper, was to secure a permit for a colporteur, good brother C. F, Fry, of Staunton, to enter his lines. He replied to my application: "Certainly, sir, it will give me great pleasure to grant all such permits, and when the colporteur comes I should be glad to see him. Perhaps I can help him in his important work."

Afterwards, introducing my friend, Jackson gave him a most gracious reception, saying: "You are more than welcome to my camp, and I shall be delighted to do what I can to promote your work. I am more anxious than I can tell that my men shall be good soldiers of the cross as well as good soldiers of their country."

In further conversation he gave the colporteur some very valuable hints about his work, made him a very liberal contribution to buy Bibles, tracts and books, and gave him the names of a number of Christian officers who might be relied on to help him.

Our Chaplains' Association, which exerted so happy an influence in our army work, was organized largely through Jackson's influence, and he always took the deepest interest in its meetings. One day I had started from our camp near Hamilton's crossing to walk down to old Round Oak Church to attend a meeting, when, hearing the clatter of horse's hoofs behind me, I turned and recognized and saluted General Jackson riding alone as he frequently did. I expected, of course, that he would ride on, but, asking me if I was on my way to the Chaplains' Association, he dismounted, threw his reins over his arm and walked with me about three miles to the point where our paths diverged. I shall never forget that walk of the humble chaplain with the great soldier, and could give full details of our talk. The burden of it was the religious needs of the army and how best to supply them, how to fill the vacant regiments with chaplain’s, how to make the chaplains more efficient, how to secure missionaries and colporteurs, and how to induce some of the ablest preachers of the different denominations to come to the army for short periods if they could not come as permanent chaplains.

He mentioned by name a number of leading preachers and asked me to write to them, saying: "Tell them for me that they must come, and that they will never find a grander field of usefulness than right here among these noble men, these patriot heroes of our Southland."

And then he began to talk on his favorite theme, growth in grace, the obstacles to it in the army and how to overcome them, and I confess that I had, for the time, to lay aside my office of "teacher in Israel," and be content to sit at the feet of the stern warrior, and learn of him lessons in the divine life.

Upon another occasion when Rev. B. T. Lacy (chaplain at Jackson's headquarters and missionary chaplain to the corps), Rev. W. C. Power, of South Carolina, and myself were in Mr. Lacy's tent at work, as a committee of the Chaplains' Association, on an address to the churches of the South, General Jackson came to the tent door, and, declining our earnest invitation to come in, said that he would expect us to dine with him that day. The average Confederate soldier always accepted an invitation to dinner, and this invitation to dine with Stonewall Jackson was promptly and eagerly accepted.

I do not remember much about the dinner—could not give the bill of fare, though I remember that it was very simple and would have been sneered at by any Federal officer and many of our Confederate officers of lower rank—but the table talk, and the hour or two after dinner when we persuaded the general to go into the tent and hear our statement of the religious condition of the army and appeal to the churches for more preachers in the camps, are so indelibly impressed upon my memory that I could quote verbatim much of the simple, earnest, evangelical talk of the great leader hut devout Christian.

I went upon several occasions to preaching at Jackson's headquarters, and the scene is vividly engraved on my memory and heart.

That devout listener, dressed in simple gray, ornamented only with three stars, which any Confederate colonel was entitled to wear, is our great commander, Robert Edward Lee. That dashing-looking cavalry-man, with "fighting jacket," plumed hat, jingling spurs and gay decorations, but solemn, devout aspect during the services, is "Jeb" Stuart, "the flower of cavaliers"—and all through the vast crowd the "wreaths" and "stars" of rank mingle with the "bars" of subordinate officers and the rough garb of the private soldier. But perhaps the most supremely happy man of the gathered thousands is General Jackson as he plays usher in seating the men, or drinks in with kindling eye the simple truths of the old Gospel he loved so well.

Several days before the battle of Chancellorsville I called at headquarters to see Mr. Lacy, and met General Jackson on his way to the prayer-meeting. He told me that Mr. Lacy was absent, and courteously invited me to lead the meeting. I promptly declined to act as leader, for I knew that he was accustomed to lead in Mr. Lacy's absence, and it was, I trust, something more than idle curiosity that made me desire to attend a prayer-meeting led by Stonewall Jackson. I shall never forget that meeting - the reading of the Scriptures, the sweet songs of praise, the simple, earnest, practical talk, and the tender, appropriate, fervent prayer of the great soldier will linger in my memory through life, and will be recalled, I doubt not, when I meet him on the brighter shore.

HIS GLORIOUS DEATH.

Stonewall Jackson died as he lived—an humble trusting Christian. Nay! he did not die. The weary, worn marcher simply "crossed over the river and rested under the shade of the trees." The battle-scarred warrior fought his last battle, won the last victory, and went to wear his bright "crown of rejoicing," his fadeless laurels of honor, and to receive from earth and from Heaven the plaudit:

"Servant of God, well done! Rest from Thy loved employ; The battle fought, the victory won; Enter thy Master's joy."

Veterans of the old corps, Confederate soldiers generally, admirers of true greatness everywhere owe Mrs. Jackson a lasting debt of gratitude for giving them in this volume so vivid a picture of the inner life of her noble husband, showing so truly

"The bravest are the tenderest, The loving are the daring."

God grant that, as our Confederate veterans and their children read this touching record of our glorious and glorified leader, they may hear his voice calling in trumpet tones, above the din of this busy, noisy age in which we live, and saying in tender tones that shall reach every heart: "Be ye FOLLOWERS OF ME, EVEN AS I ALSO AM OF CHRIST!!"

Miller's School, Crozet, Va., October 15, 1895."

Mary Anna Jackson, Memoirs of Stonewall Jackson By His Widow Mary Anna Jackson (Louisville: The Prentice Press, 1895), 466-484.

https://thelandofcotton.blogspot.com/2018/06/a-chaplains-recollections-of-stonewall.html

re: "all Israel". The Christian church IS Israel according to the Bible, but I am not sure if that is what the pastor and Jackson were referring to.

I did a brief search and found that British-Israelism [ http://www.redicecreations.com/specialreports/2005/08aug/britishisrael.html ] was in existence in America at that time and it remains to find some time to search and think about how big if any role it played in the war of northern aggression, planned in advance by the "high financial powers of Europe", according to Otto Von Bismark [ https://splitbabyniblet.blogspot.com/2008/01/american-revolutionary-war-has-never.html ]