Vicksburg weekly herald. (Vicksburg, Miss.) 1868-1883, 1870-04-30

an Dead Those Who sacrificed
bzsdsd aud died loF this Southern
and. Those Who, deserviBgtO be
eongusroFs became martyra Those
whose graves stretch from Mexico
% MaFyland, from the glades Of
ne FIoElda q. tie rugged hills Of
Allegheny.
On Tuesday ne tWenty.sixth day
Of this mouths 80 those who truly
Iowa che &aih's gallant dead, are
caIIsd upon % pay their graves the
OnIy reward, tie only honor, their
exalted maFtyfdom has Won.
Il is well that we should strev
ehaPlets and wreaths about their
tOmbs. that II their spirits linger
near they may know how fresh
and bright and beautiful their
memories are 70 rs. All over this
Southern land next Tuesday will
witness Ihissweet and tender mani
festatiOn in honor Of Our Dead.
What 9 host Of remembrances
does the Occaslon ea1l upl
How instantly the mind recalls
the hundreds and thousands Of
thrilling events, and the long,
WeaFisOme months and years, Ofthe
WAFi
How the boys enlisted when they
were called to arms, and even be.
fore % eager were they to assert
upon the Geld, IL necessary, those
principles FOR which so many laid
dowE their livest
How they endured and suffered
and glcried in the field, the
bivouae, the hOspitalI
HHH
How they won battle after bat.
tie. until Hope grew mountain,
high; and, Ike the Phonix, rOsesu
peri0F from the ashes Of each de.
feat, never doubling Of the fuaI
victOryl
How, from ths Chesapeake To tn
sOuthsFn waters Ofths Gulf, as the
end approached, the tOrn:and bleed.
ing ranks Of war arranged theiI
tattered uniforms about theiI
starving limbs, cleaned their hard.
used arms and closed up shoulder
to shoulder, bracing themselves for
. further and yet more determined
efEOrtl @FOr the spirit was willing,
though the ilssh was weak"
And bow, after all, after all. in
spite Of their sacrifices, their ardor,
their pure patriotism, their cour-
age, their great suferings (and only
God knows the terrible ~suderings
Of that bitter war; after it all-came
defeati
@EnsuEhl Us OvsEl the last CLEAN Of hope
hath melted tEom our mournful hDioscopt-
Ofali, Of all beFefa
Only 10 usaTe len
Our buried heroes and their matehless deeds;
TAsst cannot pass; they hold the vital seeds
Whieh, In some far. u~ntfacked, unVisioned
hour,
Nay burt 70 vivid and glorious Tower.
Meanwhile up0n the nations b oxen heart
~ s5 HsI u leg. 9, sssssr , iss 2 her
Rode In triumphant state
Ihe l0itiest crest Of fate;
o, deareT far, beeaHee outeast and low,
She yeaEns above them IN her aw full wOo."
The sun will set and rise and set
and rise again, and then the heavy
air Of spring will bear the fragrance
Of our consecrated roses. We will
gather about our loved ones
graves, (for though nameless
graves are there are they not all
loved OneSO and in Imagination
we viii see the desd forms arise in
their sOilsd aud tattered gray uni.
forms, there old battered and greasy
hats, their vera ont shoes, and
standing their IN the historic MIN
bus Of az inehbIs glory We will
In our hearts, crown these modest
heroes.
Who 10 there throughout the
length and breadth Of this South
ern land that loves those dead ones
who viii not yearn to unite ION
that day In this sad but fitting tri.
butte Of C-OmmemoratiOn2 Well we
may cay . Sad tribute.
How The mother will strive to
recall TO hfs her dAriing boy, and
open anew the fountain Of her tears
when she finds hsFsslE forced to
think Of him a. deadi
sDeadimy baautnul one. ny Own.
Who.tom nj heaxagsEiBgs % ol0ssh . grown
That When he ell IL the le4rfnl IFAY.
raRt0 NJ being vas EIenehed aWayi
was ff ~ Ais ia I tniled 90 l0ng-
waiting and hoping, e brave and stEoDg-
Patiently toiliag AumTeaR 70 year
CiFeliRaexne8 In one set epheEo-
Hso1l@ of1aooE, nala. OF pain
Measuring uyIoez ~ uychiidreA's eaih-
HnlffnR tAem close IN nv ehelteRing arms,
RrayEng e'our Ea4Aan-in deAthsy haEml
Mina - saKFow-ahelEa Be The bliss.
q fnr ulsg Was q ell Ter GASeS
D8sA- II ~ fewer and Gugh e. he y0ulh
Genain his dnflfn1 Iowa and hls tEuthi
BIS aeanlTY called--af her frantic cry
hsspmS tsh9 hesdiag side-b Ger
sOmsune we think: Can th'
time ever eoms when Our DEAD
win Be b gpltena
Nay, Il cannot bal
So lebg WAyls ia remembranC