Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1877-06-01

| glory. for conquest or aggrandisment. Com
pare it with of other lands and ages.
see with what eSultant mein did ancient Rome
! bring to her capital the trophies Of conquered
| lands! What mob lie captives followed her vctorl-
oas chariot, through the streets of that city which
sat cnthJoncd upon her seven hills! " hat trophies
| OF war did Napoleon tear fiom Italy, the home of
| art to adoIn tne "a llerles of Paris! How whole
monuments, fGi ced from the banks OF the anclc mt
! Nile, marx ;Ae squares of that gay city Is t
whore trophies for four long years Of war,
tor ioar 5l ous of money spent: Our best trophies
are the Incense arising from the memories Of
our departed comrades.
Tue tOrmtr shall perish but these shall endure
growing brighter aud more bright W i'm iucrcas-
lnG Yeas. They viii keep our love OF country
aud good government, pure and strong. They
viii warm thc heats of our children to like acts
OF devotion an love. They will be the source of
'n.pirauon amt strength to the lover Of fire, dom
taI nan ~ every lAud. They shall be the hope
AID c0uspla'I1n ut our own land. 4 sign and COW
tnan', mat the land which has purged herself Of
80 great an cSl, VIII also IN due time purify her
sell ir9n the minor evils which iufcst her.
Conscious OF this source of strength, Building
on the sod rock of such foun iatiOn, we have
entered the borders OF the wide century before Il
with our high hopes sobered, yet strengthened
sn.t anchored in a more profound love Of our Re-
publ and the right.
And to that country and to each one Of US as n
pant OF the Republic we can say
Long as thy Art shall love true love,
Long As ny Science truth shall know,
Long a, thy eagle harm no dove,
Long a. thy la by law shall grow
Long "a, thy God is God above,
Thy brother every man below,
50 long. dear land OF all my love-
Thy name slall shine, thy fame shall glow"
The Grafton occupied twenty five inmates II It's
delivery. 1t contained foundation thoughts and
ideas sufficient Tor several orations. We invite for
it careful perusal.
The grand old tune Of America" was next
sung by the Chorus aud the audience, followed
by the introduction of Henry C.. Houston, Esq. Of
Portland, who delivered with good effect well
written poem enttled
THE TRIBUTE To THE DEAD.
With sad-wailng buglcs, and faint mufied drums.
u yonder stately avenue martial column comes,
Slow marching on, with grave and measured
tread
Toward TIN, peaceful City of the Silent Dead.
Above, blight banners wave IN tue mid Spring
air,
But the SYMBOLS OF sorrow and mourning are
there,
aud the cleaning srs and the Stripes out shine
Inro the cliuEIug Grape that their folds entwine,
While below, the sword hilts and brdle-atms
bear
Such badges soldiers are ever wont to wear,
When they mourn the loss of their comrades brave,
Tho the gate way arch as tn firm ranks wheel,
'Iue sunlight falls brightly DER flashing steel,
While the steady t:ead, and the martial air,
Proclaim that sold :ers tried and true are there -
Mat do these armed end warlike legion here
Where IN -lum1er unwaking the dead lie near:
say, why do these soldiers hitherward come,
ith the busie', >al cry and the low-throobing
drum,
Will, then standards the mournful Grape en-
t"lp.>,
Auu, t,"u tlr icach of their ordered lines,
Ga the hit OF each sabre bright cleaning and
bare,
The same da!k tokens of sorrow are there
And what mean these mimic flags, that wave,
CA eyly SIDE, er mary green and lowly grave,
ihl an army ; camping ground the cemetery
SEEM,
so WIDE and far the Nations Starry Banner
stream
And why doth yondcr marching column bear
such wealth of opening bud,, and blossoms rare,
IIlLthe FURNISHED sabre's glHtering steely sheen
Is but half disccrned Though the wreathing
green?
And, why, as onward still the close ranks 20.
d. they scatter these flowers the n ave, below;
What mean these bright Spring blossoms, spread
In such proiuson, oel the sleeping dead
Thi, i the Natons grand Commemoration Day,
Fot those p,rshed the fearful, stern ati ay.
" hat time the traitors fierce and bloody hand
Threatened destruction to their sires loved land
And all o! those who sleep these flags beneath,
For God and County met uutmely, anguished
death.
When all the land was wrapped 10 cannon-coud,
And thIo' the smoke, the angry steel rang loud
As Earth the charging squadrOns tIembied under.
When the red sabIes cleft the waving lines
asuuder,
While tatterd ..uidons fluttered wild on high,
And thuLdeled shrIll the pealing battle-ciy;
And these armed men, who htherward bring
mo- to- Of
y nd it'll revereut haud the fair buds stIew
On the grassy sod of the swelling mounds below,
Are the gallant men VINO returned with life,
When closed, AT last, the long and weary strife,
And from their hundred fields of deathless fame,
The thinutd aud wasted ranks returning came;
And this tribute OF sweet flowers yearly they pay,
AID on each conn AIDES grave bright Oft rings lay ,
A. honor meetly given TO the uuiorgotten brave,
Who nobly died the Nations holy cause to save.
That dear oil Flag, for which he fought ard died,
They p.anr each comrades hopoled mound be-
side.
And with leuder care, on the haliowcd sod they
Tue loveest holal gems of green and budding
May
In sweet and sad memorial of the costly gift they
gave
Those noble. hearted, gallant men, who died to
The land they loved so well, from Trcasons blight
iGg sway,
When o'eI the southern valleys swept Wars red
array
It's for tins, that these soldiers hitherward come
" it'll The buge's wall, aud the mouruful, mutfled
drum,
Slow marching on, with cadenced martial tread,
10 deck The graves within this City of the Dead.
The benedction was pronounced by Rev. L.
I. Adams, the audience dispersed from the hall
to the music of the Home Band, and the inter-
estins and beautiful exercises If the day closed
7Dall0mrll Z0rdl Nrms.
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