The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1883-05-25
ARMY OF the POTOMAC.
The Annual Reunion at
Washington.
Gen. John M. Newton Elected President
for the Ensuing Year.

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The parade was q splendid feature of the
exercises The veterans, about $50 OF them,
escorted by the United States tro ps and the
District militia ra,aded some of the rnci-
pal rtreets, and, passing by the l.. ecutive
Mans on. were reviewed by President Ar
thur. The veterans were also given arecep-
ton by the President, who was introduced
to tn IN in the blue-room
At the b4siness meeting of the society
quite spir. ted contest arose over the
election OF Pre,iden5 for the ensu z
year Gen Mann, OF North Carol ma, nom
inaIod Gen John Newton and Maj
Some nom mated Gen. Grant The eligili ity
OF the latter for the pos ton was at once
cues Toned, he being My an norary mem
ed, receiving l55 votes to II for Gen Grant
BROOKLYN. N. u, was Sc ected, by a rising
vote, as the next place of meeting.
The exercises in the even ng ut the Ma
uonal 1hta.er consi' ted or poem ly
&c rye Alfred Town end and an craft N by
the hon Martin MaginnIs Every avaiaLle
feit in the theater was occupied. Mr.. Town
sends poem was gree ed with much ap
plause especially lose po ons de fvin
Lin n, tie ma tyr COMMANDMENT Clit
peatedly, cte =, and waving ther hats.
Maj MaginIts the at0r, was entIus4as-
ticaly choered thrC uehout his effort
AT the concu'ion of M {. innis Grafton,
which was che red ut every point, Gen.
She man was C. lied for He came forward
and made one OF his characteristic speeches
He adore sed the gathering ~ friend. and
conn AIDES in common Cause" and mt de
his first ] Ike by stating that a ne 9Th or on
the platform had told IA III hey not wan
t. hear from bummers ton ght 10 then
in quiet Wy, twittei the POTOMAC fellows
for tax n too much credit to themSeives fer
the SUPP re son of the rebellion He
thong hit the G o WeS5 con Duted a lit lc
bit toward downing JEFF Davis and his fCl
lowers "We of the West, said he, shave IA
fancy that the Mississippi is co s.dcr able OF
81 cam We be ieNe that It's aims, he
Ohio and Missouri emb a~e large scope
of country We know that 1t is deus ,ly
p Pr aCed We kn w that it is peol Ied by
Intelligent, industrious and sober cl eS
They think the Ese YES or some inn o:tance
When they wee cit of from he Gulf OF
Mext and the oC can, | assure You that the
O. .ening OF IN u rive TO New OIL ans, by tie
JOINT et1or OF tine army and lazy of u @
United states, sub tantialy achieved the
succe OF the caufe for which we fought
Gen fltz JC hn Po. tiers o d C 'rps-the rifth
adopted resolution u!gng his re ra-
tic II TO the army.
The second day OF the reunion was dc
voted to an excursion To MOI mt Vernon dur-
ing he day, and a banquet in The evening
GEORGE ALFRED TowN~END s POEMS.
The Dem of George A. f ed Town end was
a tr butte to ABB aham l. neon, Commander
in Chief Of all the armies. IL was piece of
smoothly flowing verse, and Is undoubtedly
one of the best productions OF the poet
journal s. 1t is as follows:
Civil soldiers, reasscmbled by the river of your
fame!
Ye who saved the virgin city tathed in Washing
tons clear name
Which of all your past commanders doth this
day your mt mory HAUNT
Scott Mcdowell, Burnside, Hooker, Meade, Me-
Clellan, Halleck, Grant?
There ia one too little mentioned when your
proud reunions come,
And the tEoughtful love or country dies upon the
sounding drum
Let me al him IN your muster! Let me wake
him in your grief!
Captain by the constitution, Abr'am Lincoln was
your Chief.
Ever nearest to his person, we were his defense
and shield;
He alone OF your commanders died upon the
battlefield:
All your Gene ais were his children, leaning on
m childish wllled,
And they all We're tilial mourners round the
mighty tomb he filled.
Tender as the harp of David his soft answers
now become,
When amid the cures of kingdoms rose and fell
some Absolom;
And his humor gilds his memory like light
within tent,
Or the sunken sun that fingers on the lofty
monument.
Like the ave that saw the sunrise with his face
toward the West,
As il flashed, while vet twas hidden, on a slen-
der steeDle's CREST
So while Victory turned her from him, ere the
dawn in welcome came,
On his pen EmanciI alton glittered like an altar
flame.
Feeling for the doomed deserter, feeling for the
drafted sire,
For the empty Northern hearthstone and the
Southern home afirc,
Mercy kept him grim as Moloch all the future
babes to free,
And eternal peace to garner for the millions yet
TO be.
Not soldier of the classics, he could see through
Master OF the greatest science military com
mon sense;
As he watched your marches, comrades, hther,
thi her, Maynard years,
On his map the roads you followed, you can trace
them by his tears.
In the rear the people clam 0Ted, in the front the
Gen rails missed:
In his inner councils harDored crltlc anu antag-
Onist,
But he rsled them by an instinct like the Queen S
among the bees,
With health of soul that honeyed Publicans
and Pharisees.
! Faint of faith we looked behind us for n man OF
higher tone,
While the voice that drowned the trumpets was
the echo of our own:
Ever thus, my old compartment Genius has us
by tue hand,
Walking on the tempest with us, every crisis to
Like tie bugle blown at evening by some home
| sick son OF art,
Lincoln's words, unearthly quiver in tie uni
versal heart,
Not an echo left Of malice, scarce OF triumph In
the strain,
| As when summer thunder murmurs In palmetto
showers OF rain.
Years forever consecrated, here he lived where
duties be,
Never crying on the climate or the tolls monot-
Cny;
Here his ca~ling boy he buried, and the night in
vigil wept,
Like his Lord within the garden, when tho tired
disciples slept
How his call for men went ringing, round tho
world, mighty belll
And the races OF creation came the proud revolt
to Guelll
Standing in the last reaction on the rock OF
human ri hts,
Worn and mourntul grew lis features In tho flash
OF battle lights.
Once, like Moses from the mountain, looked Inc
on the realm he won.
| When the slav in burning Rio hmond'knelt anC
thought lin Wsshir gton,
Then an enviCus lTavo sugtched him from tht
tiester of things,
To become a saint or Nature in the Pantheon o.
Kings.
Faded are the golden ohevrons, vanished Is tn,
pride Of war;
Mild in heaven / Is moral glory fingers like tn,
morning star.
And the ire mans zone of cotton his white spiri
be-