The weekly herald. [volume] (Cleveland, Tenn.) 1876-1888, 1876-10-06

4 A voice, Amen ] am a Re
publican because the Republicar
party says. I'VE will protect the
rights of American citizens al
/ home, and if necessary we viii
march an army into any State tC
protect the rights of the humblest
American citizens in that State
/ Cheers.
THE BiFFEiENcE.
There is room in the Republi-
can air for every wing; there is
room on the Republican sea foI
every sail. Republicanism says
TO every man:
Let your soul be like an eagle:
| fly out in the great dome OF
thought, and question the stars
for yourself" Cheers. That's
! So" But the Democratic party
says: "Be blind owls; sit on the
dry limb of a dead tree, and only
hoof when Tilden & Co. tell you
to-" Laughter. In the Repub-
| lican party there are no followers.
We are all leaders. Cheers. !
There is not a party chain; there
is not party lash. Any man that
does not love this country, any
man that does not love liberty.
any man that is not in favor of
human progress, that is not in IA
vor Of giving to others all the
claims for himself, We don't ask
him TO vote the Republican tick
ct. Cheers. You can vote it if
you please; and if there is any
Democrat within hearing who eX-
poets to die before another cleo
ton, we are willing that lie should
vote one Republican ticket, sim
ply as a consolation upon his
death bed. Great laughter.
Free labor, love, affection
they have invented everything Of
use in this world. [Cheers.l am
Republican. | tell you, my
friends, this world is getting
better every day, and the Demo
cratic party is getting smaller ev
cry day. We have got the first
free country that ever existed.
And right here want to thank
every soldier that fought to make
it free cries of Good Good
and cheers, every one living and
dead. | thank you again, and
again, and again.
An ELOQUENT PASSAGE.
The past rises before me like a |
dream. Again we are in the great
struggle for national life. We |
hear the sounds Of preparation
the music Of the boisterous drums |
the silver voices Of heroic bu-
giles. We see thousands of as !
semblages, and hear the appeals |
Of orators; we see the pale cheeks |
of women, and the flushed faces |
of men; and in those assemblages /
we see all the dead whose dust
we have covered with flowers. We |
lose sight Of them no more. We !
are with them when they enlist in
the great army of freedom. We
see them part with those they
love. Some ara walking for the
last time in quiet woody places
with the maidens they adore, We
hear the whispcrings and the
sweet vows of eternal love as they
lingeringly part forever. Others
are bending over cradles, kissing
babies that are asleep. Some are
parting with mothers who hold
them and press them to their
hearts again and again, and say
nothing; and some are talking
with wives. and endeavoring with
blave words spoken in the old
tones to drive from the hearts the
awful fear. We see them part.
We see the wife standing in the
door, with the babe in her arms
standing in the sunlight sobbing
at the turn Of the road a
hand waves-she answers by
holding high in her loving
hands the child. He is gone, and
forever.
We see them all as they march
proudly away under the Haunting
flags, keeping time to the wild
grand music of war-marching
down the streets Of the great
cities-through the towns and
across the prairies-down the
fields Of glory, to do and to die for
the eternal right.
We go with them one and all.
We are by their side on all CORY
fields in all the hospitals of pain
ON all the weary marches. We
stand guard with them in the wild
storm and under the quiet stars.
We are with them in ravines run
ming with blood--in the furrows
of old fields. We are with them
between contending hosts, una
BILE to move, wild with thirst, the
life ebbing slowly away among
the withercd leaves. We see them
pierced by balls and torn with
shells in the trenches by forts, and
in the whirlwind Of the charge,
where men become iron, with
nerves Of steel.
We are with them in the pris-
ons of hatred and famine; but hu
man speech can never tell what
they endured.
We are at home when the news
comes that they are dead. We /
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