Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1877-08-10
NATIONAL MILITARY HOWE.


DEAR JOURNAL AFTER a return home
from your beautiful little city, concluded
to drop you few lines, that may interes,
your numerous aud intelligent readers. |
Everything is turmoil, and thousands are
pouring into our grounds every week this
hot weather to view the beauties OF this |
Paradise on Earth. Yesterday we had the !
Sir Knights Of the Cincinnati and Dayton
Communicates with us. They presented
very fine appearance.
A soldier OF this Home was brntally
murdered on the 81 inst. by having lis
skull broken by blow from a stone thrown
by fellow named George Ewing, who was
selling whisky for doggery keeper, named
Caylor, just below the gate OF the Home.
The soldiers name was John Byrne. Ew-
ing was arrested by the veterans and came
near being lynchcd, but better judgement
prevailed and he was taken by the Sheriff
and is now in Jail awaiting his trial for
murder. Whiskey was the cause OF the al
fray, thereby adding another fearful muir
'ler, caused from its effects. Chaplain Ern-
shaw, of the Home, made one Of the most
touching and eloquent appeals to the large
body Of spldiers ut the grave of Byrne
ever heard, and warning the Veterans OF
Rum and its terrible consequences, the ef-
| feet ii brought forth. 1t was appreciated,
as could be seen by the tears that dimmed
many, very many, soldiers eyes at that
] grave.
| Everything here LOOKS delightful. The
undulating earth cnrpetcd in Natures liv-
| ing green, majestic forests and open plains,
| with the city and villages inlersnerscd here
and there flowers of every conceivable va
ricty. meet your gaze at every turn; beau
| tifnl lakos, on whose bosom are innumera-
| bic boats that are filed with happy mul
titude OF pleasure seekers, deckcd of with
varigated colors, gliding gracefully over
/ the ripping surface. IRE seen every day
| during Summer. Then again, we have a
theatre and lecture room, and they are now
| building an Opera House, four stories high,
OF brick. We have a II sorts of amuscments
and enjoy visiting them The buildings
are far more spacious and magnificent than
| they are in any ordinary city on earth. On
these balmy Summer mornings, when the
first rays of the golden god OF day are
bathing in food of gorgeous glory these
romantic hills and sacred valleys, where
sweet-voiced birds are making the air
heavy freighted with the perfume of new
| born flowers-tremulous with song. 1t fills
the heart OF the old war-worn veteran with
a thousand thoughts OF the days that are
gone; OF those whose forms have passed
away, and sleep on yonder battlefield; of
the home of his childhood, and the kind
/ L.. r
whose blissful habitation is Among those
whose home is afar off in that celestial
country, where war is unknown, and the
longing, fretful, discontented human heart
| finds blissful repose. Every soldier here
enjoys the Summer time with its unspeak-
able pleasures. Summer days and scenes
here will never be forgotten. Without
them the fleeting ideas of the ever present
would become datkened void and leave
no impression upon the soul. It tempers
prosperity, alleviates adversely, inspires
youth, and delights old age. When the
magic doors of the great store-house Of
memory swing open, what sweet perfumes
OF the summers that are gone steal gently
toward us Flowers faded and dim JOYS
long since fed, spring up and seem alive
again.
Forgotten things, long cast behind.
Rush forward IN the brain and csme to
mind"
There are now 5000 men here, and there
are more arriving every day. The foreign
element prevails as there are not 500 ma
tive born Americans who are inmates of
this Home. The Governor, Col. Brown, is
not only kind hearted gentleman to the
veterans, but is gallant, brave, good off
Ger, whom all love and respect, for his
universal attention TO their wants.
The mass now here, are composed OF all
countries and colors, and the scum OF
the earth, who have always been n disgrace
in the army and out of it, and have all
their natural lives been q floating set of
vagabonds. They are thrown among the
respectable portion OF soldiers here, to the
utter dismay of all who have any kind OF
breeding, and would mortify well-bred
dog. We live we'll, are treated corteously,
and have an abundance OF everything, but
still many are discontented--yet, such is
life, Dayton is dull, and were it not for
this Home it would scarcely be known as
city. AS it il, Dayton is one of the worst
little cities in Ohio, for drunkards, thieve;
and cut-throats
Hoping the JOURNAL may have pros
porous voyage down the stream OF time,
am, Yours Truly,
> -