Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1882-05-30

and Muster.roll Of the ex.Soldiers
Present.
Notwithstanding the almost entire
lack of preparation, Memorial Day
has been very we'll observed in Belle
vue and HALEY.
At halfpast 10 o'clock the fire bell
called the ex-soldiers living in Hal
ley to the store room of Childs 4
Sons, at the corner of Bullion and
Main streets, where each was soon
decorated with blue ribbon tied to
his button-hole, ranks were formed,
and the soldiers, commanded by
Comrade Parsons, marched out to a
point about a mile south of
town, where they came to a
halt to await the coming of the
Bellevue ex- soldiers and their
friends. On their arrival they were
received with military salute, es-
corted into town by circuitous
route to the hall, where the assem-
blage was called to order by Comrade
S. B. Kingsbury, President Of the
Day in Haley, and the Rev. Mr..
Pratt offered up brief prayer. Mrs.
Leon Fuld, Mrs. j. c. Fox, Mr.. and
Mrs. Burkhart, and Mrs. Thomas
Bell, of the HALEY Glee Club, sang
My country, it's Of thee Mrs.
Frank Ensign accompanying on the
organ. Comrade Texas Angel then
read the poem, ''The Blue and the
Gray" and was followed by Com
rade Granniss, the Orator of the
Day, who delivered the following ex-
cellent address:
COMRADES OF THE BLUE AND GRAY
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, GREETINGS: AT
!. a late hour was called to deliver an adj
, dress upon this occasion, which is one OF
, most strange and peculiar interest to us
all. We are not here to revive old mem
cries of former unpleasantncsses, but to
clasp hands around the graves Of oul
. fallen heroes of the gray and blue. Ours,
) did say? Yes; and ours | sincerely
5 mean. Had we power to resurrect the
, pale armies under the sod, we would SCI
i'll them men who are bone Of our bone
and flesh OF our flesh" We were
| growing, intelligent, and united pco-
pie, but honest difference plunged III
into civil war and drenched proud ant
happy land in blood, and made us ma
ton of mourners. Seventeen brief years
G have passed since that conflict ended
We will not say in whose favor. How
! short and yet how long the period since
those days of carnage What changes
have been wrought. Many of the faith
ers with silver threads have passed away
> brothers and sons-who bore the bur
G den and heat OF that day have passee
l. over the last river, and are with com
f rades tenting upon the evergreen shore
. and may with us to-day bring flowers
which never wither and cast them ovel
= graves which we surround, in token 0
u the union and love they enjoy and bea
e toward each other there. In the dust,
twilight of that day of struggle we onl.
thought of what we had lost or won.
:. There was no time then to mourn 70
| n,,@ =, Go
!. of Peace, the cloud has parted, the twi
light passed, and we enjoy the etfulgenc
OF golden day of prosperity and peace
]" and in the light Of that day the gentl
hands of fair daughters, loving sisters
d and pious matrons weave the garlands Q
It fragrant roses and delicate violets, an
o the sturdy hand of the sterner sex, VIII
obeyed the harsh commands of war, sire,
. Q with the tenderness of woman, over tn
= graves of blue and gray, these tokens Q
love and emblems of fidelity.
This will be, throughout the entir
land, day of joy and sorrow-of sol
9 row that there are SO many absent onet
n How many will turn away from decora
l. ted graves to disturb the dust upon tn
q old Family Bible, and turn to the teal
:. marked page bearing the name of on
: whose blood oozed upon the battlefield
le Many prattler will crawl upon tn
IS sire's knee and peer into the empt
Dr. sleeve, and ask for and hear the story {
that which is to us matter of history
These are bitter pangs, truly sorrowf,
memories, but even they are forgotten i
l. the happy thought that we are a unite
p people, and as the flowers fall upon a
graves alike, hiding from the gaze of a
- the differences of the past, SO a singl
D flag floats from South to North, and frol
.d West to East, declaring that we are or
ID people; yea, more than that, nation {
ct brothers, for such we are indeed.
There is nothing that binds heart
heart like II common sorrow. How tn