New-York tribune., 1876-10-07
col. NGERS0LDS TIEWs o. TIE PISE.
F1om LIS snee.h % ne"A

From his speech 10 He"B ..c"
The past rises before m, uae dream.
the sounds OF preparaiO-he music 0l the bolster
drums-tne silver voices OF heroic bugles. We see
thousands OF assembiges ana hear The appeals OF ora
tors: the pale checks OF women and the flushed
faces OF men, and in those assembages we al the
dead whose dust We have covered WIN flowers We lose
sight oil thcu no more. We are with tlcm when they
list IN tine great army OF freedom. We see them part
time in the quiet woody places with tine madcns tuey
adore. We hear The Whscrins aud the sweet vows q!
bending cradles kissin- babies that are asleep.
some receiving the blessing, OF cid men. some are
parng who hold them and press them % their hearts
again and again, and say nothing; aud some are talking
with wives, and endeaY0rng WAN brave words spoken
I'm the old drive from their hearts the awful fear.
We the part. We tnc wie standing IA the door
with the babe IN her arms-Saang ia Toe sunlight sub
bipg-at the turn of tine road hand Waycsshe ausWtrs
by holding bign in her loyidg hands the enid. lie is
gone, ana forever
We see them all as they march pruI'y away, under
the fauntu Haas, keeping time TO id grand musc
of warial cuiug down the streets o zoe great cities,
through the and across the pIarICs down tie
20, Win f6et one and all Ne are M their s,ir on nh
the CORY fields, in all the hospitals ol pain aI tue
weary marches. We stand guard wit ;Acm IN the Wild
storm and under the quiet STAR, nc ac with thrn bon
running with blood, m Iur1Ws az old fields.
We with them between cUutrntng uOsts, unable %
move wild wIth thirst. tue nfe cbb.ug slowly away
among the wlthercd leaves We thcm pierced ~
balls aud torn with shells IN the unchrs by OrS aud IN
tue whrlwnd OF the charge, where men become iron,
with nerves Of steel We with them tn the prisons ~
hatred ana famine; bat human speech can never tell
o,s ~ ~, ''" tsD o,, Jo'J a. SEQ 1 ,t i IN ~,
stadow ot her first sorrow We see nc syered head Of
the Old man bowed with the last silcL
The past before us, ANA four millions Of
human beings governed by rlc lash; them bound
hand aud root; hear the strokes Oi cruel whips;
see tuo hounds tracking women tArOugh cd sWals.
We babes sold nom the breasts Oi mothers EruoV
unSpcaNtbel outrage minitcl -Four miiuJu bodies IN
cnaiusiour million souls in fetter. Az the Scled rca-
hOns of wIie mother, father, and chd udmpc beneath
the brutal of might. And an this Was done um,rr
bcauuu banner OF the free the past rises be-
fore We near the roar and shrek OF tae bursrs
shell. The broken letters tail These heroes died. We
look Instead OF slaves we see men, aud women, aud
children. The wand OF progress touches the auCiiun-
block, the sayepcn, the whipPngoSt ana we see hous
nTesis, and scO0lhots ana books, and whore al
was want aud crime, and cruelty and fo,ers We see the
faces Of the free.
these heroes are dead. They died for Hberty-they
died for ms They at I1ey sleep IA the land
they made free, under the solemn pine tho sad hem
locks tine fearful willows, aud the embracing vines.
They srep beneath the sha of the Clouds careless
alike tie of Storm each In the MlndOwiess
palace OF rest Earth may run red with other wars
ihey are at peace In the midst OF battle IN the roar OF
conflict they found the serenity OF death. "A voice
"Gory." Ihaye sentiment for tbs soldiers living
aud deadcheers for the living, tears tor the dead