The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-07-14
poignant sorrow that / always did fed
when / saw him fall bleeding to the


when l saw him fall bleeding to the
earth.
Unjust now leave the soldier to tell his
own tale among the people; Of his bold,
bloody work at lcAllister against the tor
pedoes, abattis, artillery and musketry;
Of his privations at Savannah OF bis
struggles through the swamps, quicksands
and over the broad rivers Of the Carroll
mas; of the fights, fires, explosions, doubts
and triumphs suggested by Griswoldville,
Rivers and Binnaker's Bridges, Orange.
burg, Oongaree Greek, Columbia, Cheraw,
Fayetteville, Averysboro and Bentonville.
I win leave him to tell how his hopes
frightened at the reunion at Goldsboro'
how his heart throbbed with gratitude and
joy as the wires confirmed the rumored
news of Lees defeat, so soon to be fol-
lowed by the capture of the enemy's CAPT
tai and of his entire army. will leave
him to tell to yourselves and your chill
dren how he felt and acted, how proud
was his bearing, how ella tic his step as he
marched in review before the President of
the United States at Washington.
would do the soldier iBjustice not to say
that there was one thing wanting to make
his satisfaction complete, and that was the
sight of the tall form of Abraham Lincoln,
and the absence of that bitter recollection,
which he could not altogether exclude
from bis heart, that he had died by the
hand of q traitor assassin.
Thoughts of the Place and Time, q
poem written for the occasion, by Col.
Charles G. Halpine {" miles O:Reilly, ~
was then read. We give two or three
verses: %
To-day nation meets to build
A nations trophy to the dead.
Who, living. formed her sword and shield
The arms she sadly learned TO WELD
When other hope of peace had fed.
And not alone for those who lie
In honored graves before Us blent,
Shall our proud column, broad and high,
Climb upward to the blessing sky,
But be for all monument.
An emblem of our grief as well
For Others q for these, we raise:
For these beneath our feet who dwell,
And al who In the good cause fell
On other fields, in other trays.
TO all the selfsame love we bear
Which here for marbled memory strives.
no soldier for . wreath would care
Which all true comrades might not share
Brothers In death as in their lives!
A noble day, q deed as good,
A noble scene in which It's done.
The Birthday of our Nationhood:
And here again the Nation etood
On this same day-its life rewon!
A bloom of banners in the air,
double calm of sky and soul:
niumphA chant and bugle blare,
And green fields spreading bright and fair.
While heavenward our hoeannas roll.
Hosannas for land redeemed,
The bayonet sheathed, the cannon dumb:
Passed, as some horror we have dreamed.
The fiery meteors that here streamed.
Threatening within our homes to come.
Again our banner floats abroad,
Gone the one stain that on Il fell
And, bettered by His Christening rod,
With streaming eyes uplift to God.
We say, He doeth all things we'll"
Governor Curtin addressed the assem-
blage with an eloquent approval of Gen.
Towards account of the soldiers. He
contrasted the smiling peaceful valleys
that lap in view with the same volleys un-
der the foot of the ruthless invader, and
closed with tribute to the Pennsylvania
militia.