The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1859-03-02

good preacher spoke to him of faith in
Jesus. Yes, of that great faith which
pierces the clouds of human guilt and
rolls them from the face of God. sesi
"Faith!" echoed the strange man, who,
stood there erect, with the death light in
his eye. "Faith, can it give me back my
honor? Look ye, there over the waves
sits George Washington, telling to his
comrades the pleasant story Of the eight
years. war-there in his royal hall sits
George of England, bewailing in his idi-
otic voice the loss of his colonies And
here am I-I-who was the first to raise
the flag Of freedom, the first to strike the
blow against that king-here am I, dying
like dog" .... M f-g fsaa :
The awe.stricken preacher started back
from the look of the dying man, while
throb--throb-beat the death watch in
the shattered wall.
''Hush! silence along the lines there!"
he muttered in that wild, absent tone, as
though speaking to the dead; "silence.
along the lines! Harkl you, Montgom.
cry, we will meet there in victory or death!
Hist! silence, my men; not a whisper as
you move up those steep rocksl Men Of
the wilderness, we will gain the town.
Now up with the banner ofthe stars; up
with the flag of freedom, though the night
is dark and and the snow falls! Now.
uow---" shrieked the death-stricken man,
towering there in the blue uniform, with
bis clenched hands waving in the air.
."now!---one blow, and Quebec is ours p
And look. His eyes grow CLASSY.
With that word on his lips, he stands
there, All! what q hideous picture of des-
pair, erect livid, gastlyl There for mo-
ment, and then he fell! He is dead! All!
look at that proud form thrown cold and
stiff upon the damp floor. In that CLASSY
eye there fingers even yet, horrible energy,
a sublimity ofdespair. ;a=rlal
Who is this strange man, dying here
alcne in this rude garret; this man, who,
in all his crime still treasured up his blue
uniform and faded flag? .a -...:
Who this being of terrible remorse?-
This man, whose memorieslink something z
of heaven and more of hell? HfFFt1'' .
Let us look at the parchment and 1agl
The old minister unrolls that faded flag:
1t was blue banner, cleaning with thir-
teen stars. 'S saHs..t 7E'@{ i''1
He unrolls that parchment. 1t is a
Colonel's, commission in the continental
Army, addressed "Benedict Arnoldi'' -lt
a And there in that rude hut. while the
death-watc throbbed like q heart in the
shattered wall-unknown, unwept, all the
bitterness of desolation, lay the corpse Of
the patriot and traitor. ~ go st ID :. g.
o, that our true Washington had been
there, to sever that good right .rm from
the corpse, and while the dishonored body
rotted into dust, to bring home that good
right arm. and embalm it among the holi.
est memories of the past. .as-o. ...4 e.,rct
e For that right arm had struck many q
gallant blow for Quebec, Champlain, and
Saratoga that arm yonder, beneath the
snow-white mountain, on the deep silence
of the dead, first raised into sight the
dead, first raised into sight the glorious
banner of the States. 40 .ls Is .E.g'e'g
1t was during the renowned expedition
through the wilderness to Quebec, tha
Arnold encamped for two or three day.
beside the River Of the Dead, near q snow
white mountain, which rose in lovely
grandure over all other mountains int
the autumnal sky. A single soldier as
cended the mountain with the hope o
beholding from its summit the rocks ani
spires of Quebec at. r=57 sH
II When he came down, Arnold took from
his breast, where, for four days, in priva
tion and danger he carried it, o blue ban
ner cleaning with thirteen stars. III
raised it into the light, and for the frs
time the Continental Banner foated owe
the solituaes Of the Dead River. This i
a fact attested by history and corrobora
ted by tradition. u1t.