Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1847-07-01

But 1t is their business to be brave; it i
their profession to fight We honor the
5 army; but we look upon our citizen sol
dIers with different and peculiar PRIDE
They are part and parcel of ourselves
: they have taught us the secret of our vas
strength. We now know the mighty nerve
and muscle of the Republic We evoke
: armies as IT by magic, rapidly as they came
forth from the sowing of dragoon's teeth
at nod they disappear as though the ear,
had swallowed them up. But they are moi
gone. You will find them in the forest, in
the field, in the work shop, in the chambers
OF the sick, at the bar, in the councils of the
country. They have returned to their old
professions and pursuits. Let but the trum-
pet sound and again they spring up, crop
of armed men. Proudly do we tell the
world that we have, whenever occasion calls.
two millions of warriors like those who
stormed at Monterey and conquered at Bue-
ma Vista. Welcome then citizen soldiers!-
Welcome soldier citizens
But alas ! the joy of our greeting is min
gled with sorrow. We gaze upon your
thinned ranks and seek in vain for many
beloved and familiar faces. Why come
they not from the battlefield? Why meet
they not the embraces of their loving friends?
A year ago saw them march forth beneath
their country's banner, full of lusty life, of
buoyant hearts and noble emulation Where
are they now' Where is brave Mckee,
impetuous Yell, intrepid Hardin, chivalrous
Clay, and gallant Watson, with hundreds of
their noble comrades, whom we meet not
here All see it all-your laurel wreaths
are thickly entwined with ypress-the dead
cannot come to the banquet! Alas, alas,
for the noble dead! five cannot welcome,
we will weep for them. Our tears fall fas,
and free; but they flow rather for the liv-
ing than the dead; for the nation that has
lost such noble sons; for the desolate fire.
sides, bereaved of their cherished and loved
ones for the bowed father, the heart brok-
en- mother, the sobbing sister, the frantic
wife, and wondering children. For them
we weep, and not for the noble dead We
envy their fate. Gloriously did they die,
those who rendered up their souls in battle
They fulfilled the highest duty mankind
owes. to this world they died for their
] county. They fell upoa stricken fields
which their own valor had already half won.
The earthquake voice Of victory was in
their ears, and their dying gaze was turned
proudly upon the triumphant stars and
stripes. Honor-eiernal honor to the brave
who baptized their patriotism in their blood
But there are others who equally claim a
place in our sad remembrance. | mean
those who died from disease; whose fiery
hearts were exlinguished in the dull camp
or on the gloomy march. 1t is easy to die
! in battle. The spirit is stirred to coura-
geous madness by the rushing squadrons, the
roaring cannon, and the clashng steel. All
the fierce instincts Of our nature are aroused,
and the soldier seeks for death as the BRIDE
groom seeks his BRIDE Besides
| ''Fame is there to tell who bleeds,
And honor's eye on daring deeds.''
But to waste away with sickness; to be
crushed by the blows of an unseen enemy,
with whom you cannot grapple; to know
death is approaching slowly but surely; to
feel that your name will occupy no place
on the bright scroll of fame thus, without
any of the pride and rapture Oft strife, to
meet bravely the inevitable tyrant, is the
highest test of the soldiers courage, the
noblest proof o. the PATRIOTS devotion.-
Honor, lhen-immorlal honor, to the brave
who fell, not on the battle field, but before
the shafts of disease.
Gallant gentlemen, you will soon leave
us for your respective homes. Everywhere
fond and grateful hearts await you. You
will have 10 run the gauntlet of friendship
and affection. The bonfires are already
kinding upon the hills. In every grove and
pleasant arbor the feast is spread.-Thou-
sands of sparkling eyes are watching eager
ly for your return. Tears will fill them
when they seek in vain among your thin
ned ranks for many loved and familiar
face but through those tears will shine The
smiles of JOY and welcome, even as the rays
of the morning sun glitter through the dew
drops which the sad night hath wept.
Again, in the name Of the citizens of New
Orleans, | bid you welcome. When you
leave us you will carry with you our admi-
ration, our gratitude and our affection.
1t is said that a young lady, who is &
great admirer of General Taylor's epistola-
tory style, received letter the other day
from a sweetheart, inquiring if she woult
have him. She Immediately sent in reply
General Taylor's answer to Santa Anna
"Come and take me-"
The silken tie that "binds two willing
hearts" seems to be aslip-knot in Cincinnati
the Court Of Common Pleas, lately in SEES
sion there, having granted no less than TWEEN