The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1861-06-01

kthousand flags hzif mastcd q s1fging crowd
which for hours flung itself against the portal OF
the chamber where in state lay the dead brill
liant military column; the moving strains Of .
funeral march; salutes Of sword and musket and
uncovered head; she baptism Of tears, unrestrain-
ed or concealed; the sad monotomy Of the pass
ing bell---these demonstrations Of sorrow We all
| saw and heard yesterday. They swept past and
eddied around a coffin where lay the remains Of
one whose brilliant life and strangely terrible
death have aroused the quick sympathy Of a
people keenly sensitive to the romance and pa
thos Of young, and beautiful, and noble life.
And yet these demonstrations were not simply
| in honor Of the gallant soldier who went yester-
day toward his final earthly rest. They had
grander purpose yet. They we're the expressions
of feeling more active and enduring even than
Is sorrow for the dead. In new form they rep
resent the intense and eternal feeling of loyalty
which burns here in every breast, and it is well
to take fresh encouragement from the sight
The first phase Of American enthusiasm which
six weeks ago caused the whole North to break
forth into warcry, and rush to arms at the no.
tice OF an hour, has passed; not however, to be
replaced by apathy, but to give way TO settled,
| immovable resolution to suspend the business
and pleasure Of life till the dignity Of the Gov
eminent be forever asserted. The riotous muir
ders of that April afternoon in Baltimore, the
assassination at the dawn of that May morning
IN Alexandria, have given to this revolution q
grim expression which should be to the most
fatuous rebel premonition of sure defeat.
In the honors paid to the young officer whom
Yesterday, with pomp and circumstance, We
passed on to the burial, the people have made
known the feeling they now have and will ever
cherish toward those who shall taste the sweet |
ness of death for their country. In the natural |
course OF the conflict, hundreds are 70 fall; for
them a simple grave, perhaps on the battlefield |
itself, perhaps in the quiet of their village
church yard, will he all the outward honors the |
times will allow. But they now know, hearing
of the splendid obsequies which were done about
the bier of Ellsworth, that for them wreath of
unfading green will always hang in the chambers
OF nations memory, and that, though dead,
they will yet speak with a voice which shall
awaken a sympathetic vibration in the hearts of
their countrymen. -seas7 agss 81 airtrs
Upborne behind the hearse Of him who died
in its capture was carried the rebel Flag which
was torn from Alexandria. 1t was swung upon
the bayonet which sent swift vengeance to the
murderer, and was supported on the shoulder of
the man who punished the crime. If the Rebels
could only view the scene justly they would see
In 1t a tyne of the sure and terrible re:ribution
which follows hard after them, swerving neither
to the right nor to the left, neither Fastening
nor retarding its step, but with unchapgipg pur.
pose waiting to give the fina remediless blow.
The CORY ensign has passed along the avengng
hayonet no longer flashes before us in tha sun.
the flags which yesterday hung in sorrow now
float again from the summit of their masts-but
the remembrance of the pageant remains, and
the lesson of that Sabbath will not be forgotten,
IN. Y. Tribune, Monday.