The Red Cloud chief., 1876-07-13

thy tia; chsracteri.e the soul Severe
trials, and arGuous lators haze been
I hi. bot % life. Ba. the .cveres, ,ral..
the heaSies, responsibilities. the mos,
Tying DATES are yet 20 onc
A messenger 5YIngs IN . telegram that
momen, flashed over the wires con
tanning the ominous intel seDce tina,
the rebels had fred on Sampler. The
u.omen, was cnne. The dreaded dan
ger was a, hand. HI worst foreboi.
,nss we're realized. The gres. conf c,
between the states and the feicra.
government bad eliminated. The IN
tr.ca,e aud ~perpleHIns question 4, &c
the respective powers VI the two gov
ernmsuts were 20 be solved The de,
cision u bc male. The resolution
taken and action commenced The
gloom that hal been approaching
deepened upon his c~oun,eusnce. The
shadows ,ha, already elouied BIZ
brow da,kenei above him. The cloud
Of trouble, of trial. Of d-,ru>' and
doubt ihicke e. Jve b N until The
lightning fla-h OF a->ass.Dalou ours:
upon biz devoted head.
But no superintendent weigh, could
conquer the giant sou within. NJ
difficulties or anxlerie- could subiue
the lofty courage AMI rich full tender.
pes. that sweliei up in his bart.
Lincoln was ready. His dec sion va,
made, hi. purpose fixed With ma
lace toward none aud charity for al.
with Grmues- III The right a. God gave
him TO see the right. foreseeing the
burdens and dHie. AMI trials which
were TO Danish rest from his mind and
glsdness iron hi. heart, anticipating
the death that should end his abors,
be highly resolved that the notion
should have new birth. that govern
ment Of the people, by the people, Tor
the people. should not perish from
the earth. Lincoln was a mau Of the
people, his heroi-m was the her0i-m
OF the people. His patriotism wasih'
patriotism Of the people. Whatever
there was Of msral grandeur. of un-
selfish devotion to truth and justice,
of unswerving fidelity 10 duty, OF IN
vineible furnaces To DO. % dare. and
70 suffer for the rights sase, was the
genuine reflection of the mo-al sent
men, and deepest purpose Of the A.
me'ican people. That man Is not
American who does not cherish his
memory with hi, fondest love. There
Is no patriotism IN the soul that does
not swell with alteration Of hi, name.
There Is no purity IN the mind that
reveres not his integrity. There Is no
tenderness in the heart that melts not
with sympathy at the recollection OF
his life.
THE SOLDIER.
Not ~ in the old revolutionary times
did another Paul Revere ride with the
news from village to village, or beacon
fires blaze on the hilltop, but fash
ing along the wires, issuing from a
thousand presses, borne on the wings
Of steam, sped the dread news that
wal was begun. 10 the villages and
in the towns rarg out the shr,Il notes
Of the fife and the hoarse cllngor OF
the drum. FIocAiDg together from
the store and shop Of the CITY and the
farms OF the country, anne the brave
and courageous spirits of the North.
Up from the cities and the plains.
from ocean to ocean. with the sound
Of fife and drum, the onward tramp of
marching men and cheers OF loyal
hearts, rang out the proud, hopeful
tones I'VE are coming. Father Abra-
ham 800. 900 more" Gathering to
gether from all the states Of the north
came the mighty armies Forming
into line under the waving folds Of the
stars and striIes. ueryIng their breasts
for the conflict before them, at the
word, march, they moved forward,
piercing the air with the bugie notes
% exalted enthusiasm, shaking the
earth with the solid tread Of an uncon-
querabIe determination. On t o the
Mississippi, through the blood bathed
FIELD OF Shiloh, by the easy o Dom
aldson. down to VicksbI-g triumph
crowned. Back AMI east to Chatta-
nooga. up above the clouds on. Look
out Mountain. through the smoke and
carnage of Mission Ridge. forward TO
the sea with Sherman. Following the
tramp Of armies. the beat of drums
and roar Of battle swelled the brave
song Of loyal men,
John Browns body lies moulderiag in the
grave.
But his soul i. marching on"
Close packed in the dea'hrul Wild
erness, falling by Thousands before the
sickness Of the swamp. falling 10y tens
Of thousands before tie desperate fire
Of the ,nemy, but falting not, weary
ing not, faintiDg not, pushing forward,
pressing onward, in the face Of de-
str uctiOD. in the teeth Of slaughter, in
tbe jaws Of death, until in The beartos
the rebsl capital, over the walls o.
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