The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1864-06-07

iAa sHtsfs AsAN W tIaa atsa-N=tF tlAAl
heps i esuiersd IN ihtg, that under God
thly are ihs onss. that mgs' give shemssivss
te lhs spb'iac HoTk u saving us FROM ths
ihreatenad deem, or We aust 81 70 doEn,
0oyefnmcnt, institutions. home, alike ous
oamneu ruin This very thought aug
ments % fond parea's the precious value q
their 500 > lives and 10 newly iiHkei and
loFel ones. since 70 The State Ai large, tbis
yalae j. appreciated and there i new cA,l
fcr their y0aiatal energie. and sialsari arms.
Ia tiaes Of war sc are danger II over.
looking lhe real gAiae q human aud yoang
life. ihe sacFshee u made Ia such numbers,
the published lisis 81 those thar faH multi
sadine0s, that we are apt 70 underestimate
the real preciousness u a siagle young life,
81 even the hambiest walks Oaf very DOW.
ers fail as, to make the proper esiiln4tc -
We give up 10 despair, We knoH thar ii Is
gre4i, great beyond our computation. The
fond pateut, wife OF sister, that says TO such
an one In titne like this, Go my sou. my
husband, nv Braiber, go At your Coua,rg' :
elii, % a1a ieieasi Der rights, and sar ini-
munibes, Sc anl BY your right arm, snatch
back our waning liberties and save cur blood
purchased state irQm the mad hand 0f frIss-
oa aud the mere desperate prgects q the
opptessor Of lh weak and the ieienceless
they know when they say this, that Il is al
ne rick ef heir precious We And il is al
great sacrifice that any are willing to 20,
il Is amid severe struggles that any loved
ones say 70. Oh! how many Lave not the
heart or Patriotism to 90! How many that
are not ready 10 make the sacrifice! Nor is
il strange, when we reH ember the precious
ness Of the ile Of cur dear ones And yet
this very life is just as precious to those that
70, as 10 those that 10 not 20. Those that
say 20, feel as keenly the sacrifice surely, as
those Of us who have not the heart to say IT,
Their friends are as dear to them az ours are
10 US; yes, yes, this is 50, ia many instances
far dearer, and YET the sacrifice is made
This precious life is risked aud that hangs
upon il, all that is connected with il Of home,
and love, Of hope and earthly joy. Hence
when any one who with free will and ear
nest heart, at his country S call, falls, as lce
dPprehead erea they may, when the precious
life imperiled by reason Of the madness and
the wrong Of those that have sworn solemn
allegiance to their country, aud yet have
lifted up their perjured hands against her
integrity, her honor, and her flag, does in
deed fall. in defence Of that very integrity
and honored flag, weall do and must mourn,
at the sacrifice called for, the precious life
so early extingusbed on earth. Patriots
mourn, comrades in the field 10 mourn. Fer
every life now is Of inestimable value, when
that life is already prepared and matuted for
usefulness in the world. Where every true
and faithful arm is needed, and any such
falls, there IS sadness in the heart Of every
true friend Of his country, for every such
life is more precious than gold, every such
arm is power untold.
And surely if The loss Of one such life is
an occasion 10 the Patriot for his mourning,
what shall we say Of the loss Of thousands
upon thousands Of such lives. A single look
here brings US ut once in clear view Of the
horrors Of war. We speak of the evils and
ravages Of war, how it burthens the nation
with taxation, burns cities, desoates States,
blocks the wheels Of ordinary business, drives
families in destiutiun from their homes "opens
the sluice gates Of vice and crime, hardens
the heart Of man against his fellows, hihders
the progressive march Of peaceful civilization
andshe onward movements Of the Redeem
er's kingdom in the world, but we reach not
lis real horrors, till il strikes down the mln-
" youth in his sigor, snatches loved ones
from our hearth-stoi es, digs and fills thous-
ands Of namcless graves, the wounded cry
out ia their agony and its dead lie with none
n bury them, bushes the notes Of joy and
wakes up the vail Of sorrow, iu one wild
refrain Of woe, in palace and in cottage.
Here are It's horrors, and we cry out in the
depths Of our smitten hearts, when, Oh when
shall the Prince Of Peace set up his promised
and triumphant banner, whet will the sword
be eaten into tue plough share, and the
pruning book, aud nations learn war no
more. Nay, who can measure his crime,
that without Just occasion, ineugurates its
desolatons, who fathom his guilt that opens
The iron gaze that separates sweet peace from
the horrors AMI rqyages Of bloody and es-
pecially civil war Aud yet that deed Of
crime has been committed, that guilt lies NJ
the door Of those who iuflamed by passion,
the lust Of power, and oppression, would not
listen to the voice Of reason, hut urged on
ward their mad plo, until war with IT'S hor-
rors, its goe and ruin, stares US IN the face,
But 10 return, the sacrifice Of the precious
lives Of our young men, ever precious, but
far more precious in such a time as this,
when right and a true Government demand
their serv vice, is an occasion Of deep lamen-
ta,ion and mourning on the part Of every
citizen aud patriot But add l2d1 how
much more emphatic aud intense to those
v ho linked BY the warm and tender ties Of
Kindred love are called TO bid those they love
fareiceH for fptr. Ia the matured and use
fol Young man, do friends find friend, dt
is within ou homes where are found our pur.
est social joys) as saith the wise man, "a
friend loyeth at all times. and brother is
born for adyersity." aud altho' blessed be
God, there is friend that sticketh closer
than brother, yet how often is Il true that
a brother is friend in adversely. lie is a
stay to parents, d cheer al home. Nor will
! speak Of those relations that are peculiar,
aud quite too sacred for public discourse, the
warm and tender relations Of the youthful
husband and wife, and the deep sorrow when
ties just linkei are suniefed. BY the cold
manu- ef AeAh, hbI All the lAhd Hopts ut
young hearts are crushed in their very bud
ding But to the fond parent whose child
has grown up under his care, nourished at
bis side, educated BY bis endeayor and pre-.
pared to enter upon the stage Of active life.
the young mans death is a peculiar sorrow.
Oh how mysterious and strong are the Ties
that unite parents and children How sweet
an tender the cohesion Of home aud sister
hearts When IN the ordinary movements
sf Divine Providence the young man is cut
lown, when the eye then Is lost from whose
look of tenderness, %eme-hearts have deriY-
ed their richest solaee, when the spiSit 81 the
beloved otjee, i tied aud all that remains ID
ncla aud inanimAte clay, fken j. the home be.
reaye1 allied with sorrow ,bai i deepened and
made more sad, ia a line ike this, as We
are spi 10 feel. that il might rot have been,
aeri Dot hare 6eeH. bai il not been for this
uneal!sd for, this strange sud cruel war
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