Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1871-05-31

1 All U0LIloEicS SOKIcu 10 regret.
SO shall the worth Of that Union for
which these patriots died be best vindicat-
ed and as the years advance, the nation
will grow with new aud ever-increasing
growth. The oppressed of all lands shall
here find security and refuge. Religion
and culture shall pervade the masses. Art
and her graceful children will here -four
ish- in unwonted vigor. Stalwart man
hood and gentle womanhood will, in our
country, find their fittest and nobIest ex-
emplars.- Millions9of new and happy
homes shall rise in the; land peace and
plenty, and all the blessings of high civ
| ilizatfon, shall gladden. the hearts Of al,
because the common heritage of all and
! through all tho wide domain of the ocean
bound Republic, r,-,sf;lI. t.srs-,-,-s,a-.
!. ""Shall our loud song of triumph run
Between the sunrise and the sunset gunW
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ls.ia ADDRESS OF HON GEO. ANDREWS.
Moralists are apt to discourse much and sad
lY of the dire calamities of war, and to question
| the right of nations and of individuals to en-
gage in it. And we are told. aud believe, that
in the coming time there shall be peace over all
| the broad earth, and that the nations, their
weapons refashioned to peaceful uses, shall
learn war no more sfu 3 - bJG .bJIeiitt-E
l. And yet, as the world now is and Away has
| been, war, with all its fell train of evils is
necessity for the race and could not have been
! spared. 1.-The history of all the past ages is q
history of wars and of little else; but these
wars were the storms. appointed to clear the
moral atmosphere, and in the course of ages, to
make, the race of men more honest virtaous
and brave, and more fit, for the canning millen-
iium of peace. From all the terrible records Of
the past, not-one page of blood could our race
afford to spare, for the path of Its future per-
lection lies along this way of suffering and wos.
/ And still, in the midst of the tears that fall
over the woes that war brings, in the midst Of
the sighs that go up for the long-delayed, mil
lenium. in spite of the teaching of Christianity
and ipeace-lnen, and the efforts of peace so-
cieties, the human heart instinctiyely responds
to the cry of battle. To all-the gentle as well
as the ferce-the name Of soldier rings in the
ear with music and thrill that belong 10
no other. word 1t is a word that embodies cur
sacrifice 1t comes to the ear with a suggestion
of old romance, and of deeds done IN ages past
and told and sung by deathless tongues, Is is
a word furnishing to poetry and oratory in all
nges their grandest themes and their most glo-
rious imagery; and though the profession is
one of blood, it is the soldier who stands select
ed by Inspiration rs the fittest type and emblem
of the Christian in his struggle with the powers
of evil.
Among the thousand strings that in the hu-
man heart vibrate to all earth's tones Of love
and pride and passion, is one that is tuned
Only to the trumpets note, that rings loud and
clear through the deeps of the soul, but only TO
sounds of battle. 1t is part Of our God-given
nature that no education can eradicate.
The instructive recognition Of acts of gene
rosty and self-sacrifce is one which lies at the
basis of this sentiment The human mind car
not withhold its appreciation of labor done, or
suffering voluntarily endured for anothers
one to yield up life itself for the welfare or
safety of another, is instinctivey felt to be the
highest exhibition of human unselfshness.
The soldier of fortune, the mere mercenary ad-
venturer, who puts his life at risk for pay or
plunder alone, may extort the respect which
men pay to courage and endurance, whatever
other virtues the individual may lack. But the
patriot soldier, who for bis country alone lays
down his life, represents to US human disin-
terestedness in It's most godlike form.
We weep for the friends who pass away from
our side, and leave gaps in our homes and
hearts, which ever after ring hollow and sad
like deserted mansions: we mourn for the states
men and patriots who die in civil life, and
paired. But when the patriot soldier dies for
his country, we contemplate life laid down
for other lives and deeper thrill touches the
heart and mingles with its grief. Sorrow walls
in all the funeral music of earth, bat in the sol
dier's requiem sounds a strain caught from the
advent song of angels and love triumphant over
death rings out amid the sobbing chords of
grief. s,..-. --..-.,~ss-
good in. this, world shall come through Ia
bUr, suffering and trial. And it is also true
that q very large proportion OF our choicest
blessings come to us az the direct result Of the
tolls and sufferings ofothers. All that is richest
and holiest in our nature grows up under the
operation of this principle. From the love and
;elfdenial that guard our infancy to the cares
that bless the dying bed, love ministers at every
step. Blessings constantly come to US through
the vicarious sufferings of others, and human
history and experience become q prophecy and
an illustration of divine redemption.
All material wealth represents the amount OF
labor expended in its production, and all our
blessings and privileges are the representatives
in our minds of the toll, the suffering the love,
human or divine, thus have been wrought into
This is the great central idea Of Christianity,
and for two thousand years it has, furnished the
motives which have moved the world. The
great thought was cast IN the human mind,
sunk in selfshness and heathenish debasement,
that One of infinite majesty and purity had
come to our midst and toiled and died, q volun-
tary sacrifice for the sin and wretchednrss Of
earth. That thought came, midst the darkness
and corruption of heathenism, like the hrst
beam of the primal morn. Like the spirit Of
God, it moved on tho face Of the great deep,
and light, and order, and life and bloom camo
forth from the darkness and chaos. nse<
AS with individuals, so with nations and
national privileges, blessings, ana hnerties are
What American has ever lived who did not
love his country better, and prize her liberties
more highly for the memories Of revolutionary
toll and suffering and bIood-for Bunker Hill,
and Eutaw and Valley Forge-forits memories
of victory and triumph; but most of all for
its sad history of cold and starvation,
and wounds, and death. 30 -e1s - iss
o. Freedom \ thou art not. as poets dream,
A fair young girl. with light and delicate lizbs.
With which the Roman master crowned his slave
When be took OF the gyyes- A bearded man.
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