Cleveland daily leader. [volume] ([Cleveland, Ohio]) 1865-1873, 1865-12-01

same, by reading the OllOWlng verses
A GRATEFUL WELCOME HOME TO OUR
SOLDIERS.
Union soldiers of the North :
Welcome to our feast you come,
Crowned with victory, peace and worth,
Glorious heroes, welcome hOmel
We would of your presence proud,
Hearty speak our gratitude
Promptly at your conntry's call
Buckled was the harness on;
Home and its endearments all H
Sacrificed without a moan.
Bounty sought not, nor bestowed,
Bankrupts public gratitude.
Through our fell vexatious wars,
Hardship, danger, death You braved,
That the Federal Stripes and Stars,
Aye might grace the Union saved.
How such matchless fortitude
Wonder claims, and gratitude!
Have you quashed the rebel South,
Laughed to scorn its chivalry2
Armed in justice, might and truth,
Wiped out clean its slavery
Yes; and hosts of freedmen loud,
Jubilant shout their gratitude!
BY the blood and treasure split !
By our prisoners martyrdOmi
Never shall secession tilt
Curse again our land, OF homel
Ever vigilaut and shrewd,
Shall We show our gratitude.
Some, alas come sick and maimed,-
Would We had the power to heal!
ell-the greater are YOU famed,
And the more for you We feel.
Wounds and scars for country good
Pity claims, and gratitude.
Bravest Patriots, cheer up
If you have our battles fought
Been in darkest hours our nope
Shall We let you lack for aught?
You and yours have shares endowed
In our all, with gratitude.
And the fallen-not, not the deadi
Blazoned on a nations page,
All due hOnors to them paid,
They remain from age to age
With their spirit more imbued
And increasing gratitude
Merchant may with craftsman toll,
Statesman scheme, and chuFchnan pray,
Farmers SOW and reap the soil,
Still u country's pith and stay
l. the soldier, whose heart-bloOd
Flows it in gratitude.
If the graves of dear loved ones
HallOwed hath the tyrant's sod,
Never more shall SlaYery's grOans
Pierce the ear of freedoms God.
To all time our land, renewed,
Sings of love and gratitude,
Now that you have peace restored,
In some public office rest
Always at the festive board
HOnored as a worthy guest,
Fighting DER again fierce feud,
Mid the applause Of gratitude
The fifth toast was read
The patriots and heroes of America.
Mr.. John kirkpatrick responded ably and
loquentlY.
The spirited song Crock of Liberty, twas
sung by the Glee Club consisting of
Hiss Douglass, and Messrs. John Douglass,
thomas Douglass, and ]. F. Armstrong. 1t
a gem.
The President read the sixth toast
Scotch hum r successfully rivalled, but
ever out-done by American wit.
Rev. J. MOnteith made a most felicitous
esponse, and we regret the Reverend gem
did not have it committed to writing,
we might layi before our readers. Our
eport is. wholly inadequate. He said that
he audience would expect in his response a
efutation of the libels on Scotch humor
made by Sidney Smith and Charles Lamb,
f whom the former said it required a
operation to introduce a joke into
Seotchman's head, and of whom the latter
ancied he hit the Scotch in the white when
lie told the story of his going to a party for
he express purpose of meeting a son of
'urns, when, in response to his sige, 90
hat it were the father, " a Seotchman said,
That is impossible, for he is dead" These
had forgotten Scotch literature, and
we're ignorant of the Scotch nature. They
ad forgotten that the purest quality of