Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1865-06-02
THE GRAND REVIEw.

Such spectacle as no other Contlnent egeF
saw, "a this Continent viii never see again, end-
ed yesterday. The great armies that have sav-
ed the Union passed up PenBsylysnis Avenue,
out Of mortal sight and into everlasting history.
Heneeforth they exist only in name. The Army
of the Potomsc, the Army of the Tennessee, the
Army of Georgia-they are names to conlurs
with forever but the terrible force Of them ID
battle has been welded for four years only to
vanish in day, and to leave behind them re-
suits greater than themselves. u1
Such pagent as yesterday and the day be-
fore wipessed is an event that has to search
wide for precedent or parallel. From the
times of of Napoleon when one or two spectacles
possibly equaied this in mere numbers, there is
nothing to help the fight Of the imagination till
tar back IN ancient history where we may fancy
the myriads of Darius passing in review before
the tragedy Of Arbela had piled the Persian host
in hecatombs on the plain which their Maced0-
nian cODquerOrs trod. Bnt the great armies Of
old history, of Darius or of Xerxes are shadows
while the great armies Of to-day are living and
breathing men. Those were the slavish instru-
| ments of Tyranny and ambition; these are the
right hands of a Nation struggling for its own
! life aud the immortality of the Republic.
| And these armies passed in review before no
| ordinary spectators. The armies themselves
| what are they7 The Two Hundred Thousand
men who tramped with feet of flesh and blood
/ by the white Housewife are they but the sad
| survivors Of successive armies of dead Heroes
whose earlier fate gave life to their remaining
comrades and to the Rep1bhc? Past what do
they file in quick procession Tuesday and We'd
! nesday of this week and this memorable year?
| Past tenantless White House from which has
gone out the dead cOrse Of Him who had earned
| the right to view this triumphal march, We
| know not on which to think the most sorrow
fully-the emptiness of the Presidents Mansion
or the thinness of those soldier-Fanks, where ev-
| cry living man seems to be accompanied by in
Vulnerable shadows Of departed patriot warriors.
Illustrious Dead are they all-more illustriOus
than any iving-possessed ofa more sacred and
enduring fame than any who yet tread this
whirling globe.
Nor is the mind carried backward only in its
survey of this miraculous procession. We think
of those who look on, as well as Of those who
| pass by. There stands the President whose
hands are uplifted by these thronging thousands
and who sees IN them the visible support of his
Government There is the great commander
whose ali embracing genius has saved the Ma
IiOn. There are the representatives of the Ex-
ecutive, Legislative and Judicial Departments-
each one thankful to the army that he has de-
partment to administer. There are the diplo-
matte Representatives of the great Powers Of
Christendom-gazing with earnest eyes on this
demonstration of the greatest power Of all; con-
scious that no European sovereignty could
match this marvellous demonstration Of Demo
cratic supremacy. And there-whether far or
near, whether from the steps of the White House
or the prairies of the West or the shores of the
Atlantic, or the SUBMITS Of the mountains that
divide a cOntinent-there is the American peo-
pie looking reverently, admiriDgly, affectiOnate-
ly on this march of their brothers through their
capital, and like them inspired, uplifted, and
strengthened by the occasion. No need to draw
lesson from it-still less to applaud those who
make part of it. We but echo the cry of the
army and of the people into whom the army
will in a moment melt Live the Republic-one
and indivisible foreverl-Ne,o York Tribune,
Nay 25tb.