The Newtown bee., 1879-06-03


 Let the tril Il be neblc, pnre and grand
 As the cause in whose favor their life-blood was
 shed.
 For the patriot old, who forgot his years.
 When our glorious Union in peril stood, Who followed by mingled blessings and tears,
 Went forth for his country E honor and good, The laurel the oak and the myrtle vine,
 From their deep forest shades. bring forth; With pansies fair and immortelles entwine
 To honor his bravery, wisdom and worth. To the grave of the youth whose patriot soul
 Thrilled to the sound of the buglc note. When the storm of battle. the boom and roll Over startled forest and valley broke; In whose bosom the patriot spark was famed To glorious flame by the wars hot breath That lit him to victory proud and grand To a heros name and T martyrs death. The pansy. the crocus and snowdrop bring That for fresh ness and beauty vie: O bring all the flowers of the glad young spring.
 That are farest. but first to die.
 To the husband and father-the hero who The grandest sacrifice made | Of all the patriots good and true Who their lives on freedoms altar laid. | ohi how his noble soul was wrung On that bitter parting day ... | By the loving arms that round him chung And the voices that begged him stay. | But the arms he moved with loving art And kissed the agonized face, | And the weeping little ones all to his heart Ee strained in last embracc: | Th,n he turned for he dared not longer stay, | Lest his heart to weakness yield | Cor twas harder the last farewell to say Then meet denth on the battle field. | O! what shall we bring tribute meetl | To the grave where this hero les | That will of his worth and his bravery speak | And the feelings he sacrificed;
 Not the oak, nor the laurel, nor pansy fair
 That breathes oflove's gentle art.
 Not the Orient blooms: for more fitting by far, | Is the love of our grateful hearts
 And this we bring to each and all And shall ever their memory bless, Who fought for the flag and were willing to fall | That her stars might never be less.
 And over their graves we pledge our faith | To the widows and orphans of war
 To guard their rights for our soldiers sake
 With husbands and fathers care.
 Then wave, proud banner of liberty: wave
 Above our hallowed dead
 Who thy glorious Stars and Stripes to
 Their life blood so freely shed;
 Their love for the Union Godlike and grand May 1t live through a spiritual birth.
 In . union of souls in that bright, lovely land
 With tho dear ones death parted on earth.
 It was found impossible to bring tn Monument into the church so its decor; ton was obliged to he omitted. Here tn - heroes lie." was then sung by the Qual tette. The Orator of the day the Hor Mark Wilbur was then introduced an held the audience speil-bound for mor than m hour. It is impossible for me t do justice to this grand and masterly ei , fort in so brief a sketch.
 He began by saying that no nation ha' fewer holidays than ours. That there wer = only five, and two of them were borfowe n from other countries, and three origina ;, ted with us. Three of these were birth days. The first, Christmas, commemor - ated the birth of christianity. The
 came the New Year-then the Fourth | I..I ...I |. f f
 We have Thanksgiving Day, when tn
 earth has yielded up her bounty and tn
 harvests have all been gathered, an
 since the rebellion the 30th of May Ina
 been dedicated throughout the land
 the swect memorial service of Strewin
 with flowers the graves of our fallC heroes. He spoke of the wild excit
 ment which followed the firing on Flo . Sumpter. How that shot reverberate
 over the whole land, from the shore
 the Pacific to that of the Atlantic.-fro
 Maine to California. The student le
 his books the merchant his desk, u j. farmer his plough. Mechanics forsot
 their tools, even clergymen relinquishe =. their charges, to join the grand arm N which was formed for the supD1 SSion
 the rebellion. The call foc seventy If,
 thousand men was soon ed and whC
 more troops were needed their numbe
 swelled until magniic@nt army such
 the world has never seen excelled w;
 enrolled under the flag Of our great R
 public. Grant had higher commal
 than any general of the old world fro
 Homer to Napoleon, for at no time h.
 they ever stood at the head of an arn
 composed of million men. Not on
 was this army watched wish the most
 tense interest by our own nation, but
 millions of people over the whole worl
 were watching this test of the grand {
 pertinent of self-government Had Q
 Republic been destroyed France wou
 not to-day have an elective governmer
 England would not have loosened her r
 orous dominion over Ireland, and Min
 ism in Russia would not be causing t
 Czar to totter on his throne.
 His comrades were covered with
 dust of travel, and wearied with the ht
 of the day, but what was that in comps <. ison to long forced marches they had ,
 dergone, when there was not even til 10 for them to pitch their tents or parta Dl- of food. He remembered on the day p s- ceding an engagement, riding throu
 and orange grove and finding bran oy on which there was d blossom. h O. open flower and tiny bud. On returni 70. to the camp the Col. met him. and ra- seeing the flowers begged him to g 7. them to him. I can't. said MT. ". eir will give you anything for them N ed cannot part with them. I shall die, n morrow, said tl 9 Col. and I want you ,4 send my horst p Brooklyn and send ''o letter to my wiia, and mentioned otl ,r- things which fe Nanted to have 8 m- home. He then te0k some paper aal ad gan writing. This is the last lesto shall ever write my wife, said he. TOT then flashed in the mind of Mir. ". W ssh he had asked for the flowers. The Ma q a had wife, a little girl, and babe re arms. The blossom was the young wi the little girl the opening flower and V sweet babe the tiny bud. Take tho fl 4 CTS, Col. you can have them. Tears ,n- gratitude comsed down the oflic, N cheek as he took them and enclosed th " in the letter, saying this was the 'sn present he should ever make his W rn- Other officers of the command were s Net ilarly impressed with approaching da N and, strange to say. the engagement Il gre day was disastrous, and of all the offis in- only onesurvived. These impressions W Inc mot uncommon among soldiers dui ,an the war.
 ~ M., In many secluded spot heroes V s'o sleeping in unknown graves. Mott srs knew not their darling sons rested th sk- Sisters and wives could not tell VI