The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1883-05-31

A stronger record holds each her0s name.
And dC4thless stars forever hymn his ftne;
For while EtenIl Goo iuess rules DER men
Each higheract employs an angels pen.
Prosperity. thy hand
Hath touched p'me fortune's wheel and, lol
Forth In ptoi1Ri0n poll the low
or plenty In the land.
We hear the cheerful din arise
From busy workshops; and our eyes
hold the p1ndeTous railroad Tram.
Laden with freight Of western Ifain,
Our produce borne 70 eastern strands;
Feed hungry mouths In starving lAnd4
Wasted Dy b light Il sad adversely. =. .r.
In famous days long p9st
Rome built an cmt Ire vast
where'er q conqueror's sword her mighty armies
Now new power is born:
We send the nations corn:
And, 10 ne place oil war oil foreign lands with
= bread.
While other lsnds by want oppressed
Cry hunsrily.
Here are our hearts with plenty blessed:
And libery
While Peace, her gentle sister, brings
Her golden miniNry;
Aud MI The peris VI the past. .....
Have ceaFed 10 be. M
That the bright goddess Of the free,
Leaning upon herswOrd. may stand
And view HAPPY, prosperous lanu
Stretched bioidly out IRON sea 10 SEA-
Not boa'tfully
OF these. our blessings, let us tell:
Nor proud couceit our bosoms swell;
But thankfully
For all the kindness Heaven hath sent,
For all the tounties God hSth lent,
Let our glad heats declare
That we His grateful children are.
po.cn aud nantant-
Farother were those fercet days ..
When all the nation WAS ablaze.
And our dear land BY inward rayage rent.
All, not yet wholly healed,
The psiuiul gaping wounds that then were made
When brother 'galast his brother stood arrayed
on many a b oody field:
And War unloosed his iro1;.hsoated dogs to tear
With angry strife:
Nor Iity's voice could make thectsel cannon spare
0ne human lille
War cried uncelgingly,
Like the fierce Aztec deity,
"Ileap up for me.
High on MY bloody shrine, he promise oil the land
The bravest aud the best The county hath;
Send forth AehoEen band
Each day TO feed my burning wrath"
And they went forth
Alas, full dea'ly did we pay
For the property that smiles today
And North and South,
with the best blood In all The land. made red
The batte.aelds where their brave soldiers bled,
And hesped the earth with dead.
Hark 10 each heavy peal
As cannon shots fesound:
Even the strong hills reel
And ttemble with the tound!-
Now through the riffs Of smoke clouds soc
The cleaning lines 90 BY,
And battle aaRs that o Ter them dy
Torn BY sharp rae'shotsand the dealh'wInged ar.
Di.ordefed By that dreadful rain
Are all the glitt.ring lines.
But DER them sweeps the smoke again,
On which the sunlight kh!nes,
Painting the veil that aides the dead
v ith beauty TO the eye:
But ahl beneath, the earth Is red
with tint Of deeper dye.
Stretched on his hospital cot
When fever racked each wasted liab.-
o hapleSs lott
Weary were days aud nights with him:
Or, for away
From his lone bed Of woe and pain,
Remembrance led him home agaln.
Guiding the weary so.diots's wandering
Whore memory had magic charm TO bling
When from Ills ii4ends aud home departing,
A mothers tears fell on his cheek,
Telling the love she could not speak .s.
Or loving lips were pressed TO his
In tender farewell OF kiks
1881. That memory
llld treasured tfDtn tnRt l0uf 70 tnM
How foudly!
That home he never more may sec,
Save In hot fevcts phAntAsy: ...
But 10 his cot Of pain alone
Must yield up IFS with dying moan;
No friendly ear - hear the signs,
Ills last Of earthly So rowing,
RIe, rising on lis heavenlt wing, ,.
Homeward AZ last his spidt a!eA ...
oi ali Inc hGrdssips that befel,-
The cruel tortures Of tho heart and brain,
Famine, and paiu,- 4
Him whose sad fate
Babe him prisoner long remain.
Sadly 10 walt
Tho turning Of the prison key,
To wait aud Sigh for liberty
whose monument we dedicate today.
Wars iron rAin, .N..,.
Fever, and pain,
The weary waiting, and the CALLING chain
Win sundered lies Of hons, aud banIihment-
All thesN did they endure that we
More fortunate might be-;
And broad DER all the land,
From east 10 western strand,
Our country might be blessed with glad prosperity.
Then 10. no uiggard need
OF honor grace each deed
30 brlvely done
On every battle field whose name,
RnKraven here, records the fanie
Outcounlrymcn have won;
That patriots Jet 70 be-
While still within the land
such onuments shall stand
Way bless the memory
on tho<a who freely gave
TnCis blood and lives 10 ave 90, t...
And keep our nation great and glorious still.
And free. and indiVthole'
So may the future days, .|
Come nobly 10 our state;