The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1882-07-06

d mOuSbfOuS INSTITUTION - American
g slavery-that had been fosfere,
I and protected by the govern
/ ment we had taken within ON
= bosom the viper that was with III
} poisonous fangs to rend US; ana
while basking in the apparent sun
shine Of peace and security, thu
thunderbolts Of q civil war were
hurled into our very midst by the
hands Of those who in the past had
bean our brothers.
The events Of that terrible struR
gle are still fresh In the memory Of
most Of you. You heard the cali
coming up from the nations capital
for the help Of strong arms and
brave hearts in that hour of need
And, Oh! how it aroused the whole
nation from her lethargyI
The appeal came home to every
loyal heart individually, and most
glorious was the response.
Who can describe the rally?
Young and old, from the city and
country, rushed to the nearest rem
devious, and offered their services to
government, and the streets of our
principal cities, which bat a short
time before had been disturbed
only by the peaceful pursuits of
trade, were born into a new life, and
now resOunded to the marching
squadron.
He who had been the mothers
pride and the object of the fathers
fondest hopes, with his life in his
hand, went forth to battle for the
right; and if need be to sacrifice all
upon his cOuntry's altar. The pale
faced clerk and school boy left their
counters and desks, their yard sticks
and their hooks, and marched swav
to the field, shoulder to shoulder
with the Drawn and muscle of the
country.
The farmer boy left the land half
ploWed, the mechanic dropped the
saw and hammer, the minister left
the sermon half finished, the law
yer laid aside books snd briefs, and
all rushed to their country's rescue,
while old age, with faltering steps,
came to utter "God speed"
Day after day, month after month,
year after year, we watched and
prayed and fought, quota az
ter quota was filled, and you
babe farewell to some OF the bravest
anu the best. And oh what part
ings these years of struggle saw. Do
l speak the experience Of any Of you
my brave fellow soldiers when I say
that the fiercest battles were fought
within your own breast, as you re-
ceived the last farewell from those
near and dear to you, and left them
standing almost mOtiouless, stricken
with grief and anguish?
But for four long, weary years you
witnessed these partings in your
very midst, and in many, oh how
many cases, when there was to be
no more meeting this side eternity,
until q wall Of anguish assembled to
heaven in piteous accents. How
long, oh Lord, how long! But who
can pronounce fitting eulOgy upon
our fallen comrades. All, how vivid
is our recollection Of them. In our
imagination we can follow them,
now in the rendezvous, now In
camp, on the march, at the front,
on the battle field, where amid the
din Of battle they go down to death.
no not down to death, but up to q
glorious immortality, as to us ply
sically asleep, aye dead, but in our
hearts, and the hearts Of their coun-
trymen, to all the grand principles
of truth, justice ana liberty. Alive!
and not only now, but forever and
forever.
''When the ySar5 Of earth are over and the
caresOf earth are done;
When tho reign Of time Is ended and eternity
begun,
When the thunders Of coincidence on our
wakened senses roll,
And the sky above shall Wither and Be
gathered Ike scroll;
When among the lofty mountains and across
the mighty sea,
The sublime, celestial bugler shall ring out
the rsveIlle,
Then shall march With brightest laurels aud
with proud victorious tread,
To their stations up in heaven, our grand
army Of the dead.'
But the eulogy is not to be given
alone to the brave soldiers Of the
war, for there were a thoUs-
and sFlOrence Nightingales" all
over this broad land who
not only gave their sons, their
brothers, their husbands to battle
for the right, but they themselves
might be seen almost in the very
thickest of the fight. Oh! 1 can
never forget the brave-hearted Chris
tian-spirited women Of the war,
how have seen them standing
over the brave soldier boys, both in
field and hospital, now telling them
Of ths Christ that died on Calvary,
now siaunching the blood from some
CHASTITY wound that must soon pass
It's possessor up higher, to be mus
tered into that sOldiery around the
throne of the Great Eternal. Oh!
women Of America, thy memory
will ever be bright IN the history OF
your much loved country, and
in the hearts OF the s0l-
der boys of 81.
Thy mission was mission OF love
and Won performed il not only in the
name Of liberty and equal rights bat
In the name Of humanity.
But thank God these days Of car
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