Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1869-05-29

| learn in tins presence. The battle cry is NJ
| longer sounded. Wars thundsrs have rolles
muttefing away, and the skies are bright afte
the storm.
| Our heroes are sleeping side by side will
| those whom they withstood in battle. and they
| sleep in peace. In the grave, dead foes have
| stricken hands and proclaimed a truce forever
Let the living strike hands also! for. we are
| not enemies but brethren. The nobler part OF
| man may succumb to a temporary madness
| but De IL, nevertheless, q man; and, when the
cloud has passed away, he Is to be restored to q
| mans loves and rights and privileges.
Brother, late our foe IN battle, but brother
stlll, this country W as always our joint inner
| Itance-this flag was always our joint banner.
The glory OF our past belongs to both of US.
| Our grandsires and our fathers stood side bv
side in battle-sat side by side in council. The
glory OF the future belongs to both of us
ms purified land-this great united people
these broad acres stretching from ocean
TO ocean, yet bound by a chord OF com mer Ce
that made OF oceans near neighbors, and OF
mo 1DtaIns level plains,-this boundless wealth,
t6is'ureless energy, his hunger for progress
this thirst for knowledge,-it is yours-it is
ours, and no man can take it from us. We
alone can despoil and destroy the rich inheri-
tance. Over brothers graves let brothers
quarrels die. Let there be peace between us;
hay more, let there be love between us, that
these swords that we have learned so well to
use may, II ever used again, strike only AZ the
common foe.
In few days, assembled thousands in the
City OF the Pilgrims will sing anthems of
peace. Let the song be taken up throughout
the land-by the shores Of the great lakes-by
the waters OF the Gulf-in the land of loom and
spindle-in the land of gold-on broad praries-
In sunny savannas-let the chorus again ana
again break forth, peace on earth. good will
toward men,"
We have had enough of war; too MANY
WIDOWS weeds are scattered in this throng-
too many orphan children are gazing upon this
scene. 1t was Just and righteous war. 1t was
Eobly fought and nobly won. Thank God it is
over; and, let us hope, it will be revived only
tombs. To these, who rest beneath ,his tomb
of the unknown, lost 20 fame but great in deeds,
let us give eur choicest fiowers,-ior here, un.
recognized, may be the form OF some stout SOL
dier who stood IN the critical hour when the
fate of the nation hing trembling in the balance
on some bloody field, and when to stand was
to gain the victory. The forms Of those whom
we love may not be with us to-day-they, alas,
know not that he is here--but zoe know that ali
who rest in this spot, or in yonder vast and
beautiful camp Of the dead, form q worthy
epitaph is written, "Faithful unto death"
The pathos and earnest patriotism of this
beautiful tribute to the dead deeply moved the
vast assemblage, and the wet eyes and stuffed
sobs Of those who heard it were more sienif.
cant Of its power than the usual thunders of
applause" so often sprinkled through pub
lished orations ad libitum If not ad nauseam.
Our Martyrs.
Poem. Dedicated to the Memory of the Union
Soldiers, Who fell, during the War ofMe Rebel.
lion, and are Buried at arlington, Tiryinia.
BY FRANcIs DE- HARs JANvIER
Bring the fairest flowers that bloom,
Full OF beauty and perfume;-
Lay garland on each tomb.
Every sepulchre yen see,
Is a shrine,-henceforth to be,
Consecrated to Liberty!
Here. beneath the earth's greenbreast,
Loved, lamented, honored, blest,-
Twice ten thousand Martyrs rest.
Twice ten thousand Martyrs,-sIaip
Truth and Justice to main tain =
Theirs the loss, but ours the gain!
When Rebellion's fiery flood
swept the land, these heroes Stood
Met, and quenched 1t with their blood
Can such service be repaidl
Dan the record they have made
Can their glory,-ever fade
Bring the fairest flowers that bloom,
Full Of beauty and perfume;-
Lay garland on each tomb.
Pausing, on your silent way,
While affections vows You pay
Battle with tears each budding spray
Grateful G1s .Su tears tears with blessings fraugh,,-
For the lesson they have taught.
Be your blooming xarlands strown.
Doubly, on the altar stone
Reared to those who rest-"UEKNowN :"
Here, unrecognized, they lie,-
But, above the starry sky,
Martyrs names can never die!
Kneeling, ON this sacred sod,
Swear Ito follow Freedoms God,
In the path these Patriots trod!
K Swear their little ones to bless -
4 Cherish,-shield them from distress;
Unprotected-fatherless!
Swear that this fair land shall be,
Evermore, q legacy
Precious,-undiy yided, free!
The chorus "Prayer," beautifully sang by
the Arions, closed the exercises on the stage.
At the Monument to the Unknown.
The second part Of the programme of exer-
cises was commenced by Healds American
Band performing Beethoven's Dead March,
during which the orphans from the Soldiers
and Sailors Orphans Home, accompanied by
the lady managers, passed from the stage and
formed around the tomb Of the unknown
soldiers, where Rev. DIR. J. q. Butler, Chap
lain of the House of Representatives offered
the following prayer:
Rev. DR.. Buffers Prayer.
Great God! These are all known to Thee.
Thou knowee ust and them-our inner and our
outer life. These have gone to their account;
we yet live. Oh, have mercy and forgive. We
thank Thee, Almighty Father, for the institu-
uons of freedom and religion preserved to us
as nation, and At so great q price-that our
faith and courage failed not in the time OF
danger-that Thou, Lord God Of Sabaeth, the
Ruler OF all the earth hast given victory to
the right. In great compassion, Thou who
brothers grave, bless with thy favor the hearts
that gather from all parts OF the land around
this sepulchre Of the unknown to-day whilst
a nation honors and embalms the memories OF
the patriot dead. Remember the aged parents
gong down to the grave mourning tor the fallen
con, the widow In her solitude and sadness, the
great multitude OF orphan ones-these who
are hers to-day; Oh, bless them all with Thy
fatherly care and Thy saving grace. Teach
all the people of this great nation their duty 70
these dependent ones; and oh help US TO pre-
serve that which has been purchased
for rs at so great price OF tears
and blood. Preserve 70 NJ our sabbaths and
sanctuuaries, and all the blessings that
come to us through Thy Holy Word and
through. Thy Son, our blessed Redeemer
Bless with Thy rich favor Thy servant. the
President of the United States aud ali his
constitutional advisers. Give oar Senators
wisdom. Write the great law OF Truth and
Riehteousness and Love upon the hearts Of all
who make and execute the laws. Remsmber
those who have BEEN delivered from bondage,
and bless them and AL who labor 10 enlighten
and elevate and evangelize them. Heal the
| great weund in our nation's heart, subdue the
iawlees and the vicious. and thrcughout the
l whole land visit and oless every home and
fo<fy War. ho