The National tribune., 1883-10-25

| fields as they did in the time of the Revolution
y yoto6 we owe the salvation @ Of the Union. The m
humbest soldier who carried musket is entitled
TO much credit for the results of the those
men are re animated m by this spirit there viii be no
And ITO secure the blessings Of liberty to our
selves and to posterity" the living and depart
ed soldiers of the Nation make grand army
/ still. But few weeks ago that brave Russian
General, Skobeleff, bronzed, gray erect, the idol
of his soldiers, bowed his head in death. A group
| had gathered around the street corner deploring
the mournful tidings. SCARED veteran, who had
/ followed his chief through fire and flood and the
ever-yarying fortunes of war, paused to ask what
was the matter He was told, General SkobeleG
! is dead" Dead said the soldier "old Skobelef
is not dead; he cannot die" and then walked
away in the serene faith that his old commander
was still living. These gioritied dead are the truly
living soldiers of the Republic. They went up IN
| the fiery chariots of battle amid the storm and
/ tempest, the thunder and glare the groans and
| shouts of the field of carnage They went up from
hospitals. where the listless hands hung down
! limp and languid with disease-hands that will
ingly would have grasped their country's standard
and borne it through the hottest fire. Those hands
are strong now with immortal strength to help us
| bear the unfolding ensgns of our liberty and
starved and shrunken with their rags of blue about
their wasted forms-they have the freedom of the
universe now and the resplendent robes of victory
Above every battlefield made sacred by their bap-
tsm OF blood these living defenders OF the public
| muster together, above every Lookout Mountain
they are looking cut still for the country they died
| to save
COMPOSITION OF OUR ARMIES.
The bishop then spoke of the difference be-
tween the standing armies of Europe and our
own volunteer forces, and said:
Our standing army is the great army of workers
and thinkers on the farm, in the workshop, in the
store at the BAR in the pulpit in the schools con-
quering the secrets of nature subduing her vast
fertile plains leading captive at the chariot wheels
OF invention her principalities and powers, all
cheered on the march OF progress with the silyery
song of children the enthuiastic shouts of youth,
giadsome smiles of women and the benedictions of
old age. In the common schools of our land we
| must have not only nurseries, but the real West
| Points and Fort Leavenworths of the Republic.
| From them is to come the ever-1owing stream of
our fresh young soldiery, who shall maintain from
generation to generation the integrity and glory of
the State. In more than two hundred thousand
buildings they gather-in the rude log hot or prim-
tive shack of the remote frontier, and in the
most costly and beautiful structures raise in
the densely crowded city. Six hundred thousand
officers of the field and staff and line daily marshal
and guide twelve millions of these juvenile war
riors, the infantry, cavalry, and artillery of our
homes. Twelve millions of children assemble day
by day 10 be brought up in the nurture and ad-
noniton of the iIlustrious deeds and Sacrifices of
the founders of the Republic, Of the Revolutionary
| you, worthy sons of such sires, who, with your
brothers of those other magnificent armies of the
| West and East, bore that assaulted flag through
the fire and smoke of battle whose dim and lurid
cloud fell and rose and rolled along 600 miles of
conflict that it might wave forever over one undi-
yided national domain.
Referring to the recent utterances of Jeffer-
son Davis, he said he had been as unsuccessful
in combat with the late Judge Black as he had
| been with the armies of the United States, and
! characterized it as
One of the most marvellous exhibitions on the
magnanimity and assured strength and position of
| mighty Nation that it permits the leader of the
| great Confederate movement, which convulsed the
continent and shook the earth, to write book in
| twoyolunles The History of the Confederacy,'
] and enjoy the profits of the sale-that it allows
him to reopen the question which led to our civil
war, and TO attempt to prove, in spite of the logic
OF reason and OF the logic Of events, that South
Carolina in the position it assumed before the war,
| was all rightand the Government all wrong. When
we remember that regiments. brigades, divisions,
and whole army corps once marched along sing
| ing sWell hang JEFF Davis to sour apple tree, -
and that the only reason why the sentiment of the
song was not put into execution was the sheer in
ability, as things then were, to make the con-
nection between the tree and the subject of the
song Alr. Davis must certainly share in the feel
| ings of the pious old woman who whenever she
heard of anyone who had felt the halter draw was
! wont 70 exciaim most earnestly: What mercy
I'm still alive"
THE BAsIs OF RECONCILIATION.
Speaking of the certainty of reconciliation
between the North and South, he said:
We in the North, are not to expect ctmpossibilitses
nor strain after what is at the present time imprac-
ticable. We cannot ask for hypocritieal tears or
simulated patience. We cannot demand that those
who met us with such determined bravery should
| say to us, with regard to the abstract questions
which brought US face TO face in deadly struggle
:" We were wrong and you were right" All we
can ask, and this has been conceded again and
| again by the brayest of them all, is for them to
say: By the stern, irrevocabe decision of war you
| were right and we were wrongn The unity OF
ideas viii as surely come as the waters of the Mis-
sissippi and the Potomac meet and ningle in one
I sea.
The bishop then went on to sketch in glowing
language the splendid career of the retiring
General Of the Army, w. 7. Sherman, and
said:
Long delayed, indeed may be that monument of
marble or bronze which a grateful Nation will
raise to his memory. monument which no
sculptor can fashion genius conceive viii be
erected IN the hearts of the increasing millions of
the American people. But the noblest monument
Of all is that built up in the deathless affection and
heroic devotion of these noble and the tens OF
thousands they represent who know him best and
who under his splendid leadership, made imrnor-
tai the and the fame of that army which
never met deleat-the Army of the Tennessee.
The bishop then proceeded to impress upon
his audience the importance of looking to the
Divine Ruler of all things for help at all times,
and concluded as follows:
Analyze that patriotism which was the mighty
force that moved our armies to the 'front.' 1t was a
patriotism which was not instinct, but an
experience not mere sentiment, but conviction
not mere impulse, but determination; not q
mere passion, but princple-and yet an expert
ence with the imperious urgency of instinct,
yiction with the ruddy glow Of sentiment deter
mination with the ardent spontaneity of impulse,
and principle with the white heat of passion q
patriotism rooted in right and grounded in justice
obedlent TO duty and consecrated to political
equality, loyal TO liberty and devoted to country,
hailowed by religion and blessed of God. This
land of our birth, and adoption, and love, to hui
man nature dear, has become doubly dear to us
Who proudly call it our own, because of the meas
ureless sacrifices that have been made to preserve
Its unity and enhance its glory May the spirit oil
holy patriotism burn with a brighter flame be-
cause OF this meeting of the Society of the Army OF
the Tennessee, with its sublime and thrilling
cianons-honored and inspired by the presence OF
these lIuStriouE heroes, one of whom III his own
person, and yet sot for him If alone but for those
who shared with MIN the danger the daring, the
victory, and the reiown of the struggle for nation.
alty, and Tor the people whose cause he SO glor!.
ousiy maintained, received the welcome of princes
kings. and ernperoTs, and the glad acclaim of the
nations of the earth. And may the very heavens
catch the echoing strains of that grand orchestral
song, which must roll onward and upward from
source to mouth of our thousand ieagued rivers
| from base TO top Of our sIzy-kissing mountains
from center to circumference of our ocean ike
praries, as it breaks from the lips of the native
American, tanned Indian, and African, Saxon. and
Norman and Dane of Scandinavian, German and
Celtthe song of CO. ,Co5 of joyful people filling
In its sweep continenta. y the whole world with
the harmony Of the Union and the melody of free.
dom.
Ny counry, It's of thee,
Sweet .lane of liberty,
OF thee sing
GENERAL LOGAN TO THE FRONT.
Loud calls were made for General Logan
asd he responded with his usual vigorous elo-
quence. General Logan said:
When you are inyited to feast and have beer
feasted and refreshed, it comes in bad grace fol
some other gentleman to ask you 10 cat raw pork.