Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1883-05-30

And cheerful fragrance pours Its rays,
h Mnere young Wle, with jealous cares
And children gambOl on the floor,
Or play beside the open door.
Here free bird sings the sweetest song,
Here Joy with youthful Spring returns,
Where stretch the rolling meadS along,
With coWSltps decked and fronded ferns
Harkl tits bugle's blast and blare,
Sharp, shrill, and echoed from afar!
Harkl on the shocked and quivering air,
The distant drum-beat tells OF Warl
Stern the command; scant mercy they
Who summon to the battle-fray.
March! TITS not fear that dims his eye,
HIS pulse knows not coward beat,
When loves last kisses, loves last sigh
Unnerve and halr-arreSt his feet
Press to the battle front, bravel
ValOr prevails when duty calls;
Honor Will live beyond the grave,
For him who for his country fallSl
Steadyl Close up battaions! men;
Sterny the charging column form!
Advance the f1agl On to the fight!
Forward! Strike homel God help the right!
He faces death an instant, then
Sinks crushed beneath that iron StOrmI
A sbuddering sorrow seems to fan
Upon the home beloved ones all;
A cry seems Quivering through the vale,-
o God! is that his dying wall?
The silent streamet darkly flows;
Gray clouds are gathering o'er the scene;-
The picture faint and fainter grows;
The lines diSsotve-they disappear;-
The lost unknown Is Slumbering here!
And now the heaven seems one vast hall,
wrought by swift enchaIlter'S spell,
And, pictured on that azure wall,
In mute appeal their taleS they tell.
The sturdy smith, whose ringing blows,
Oft woke the echoes of his glen,
His apron o'er the anvil throws.
And joins the ranks OF marching men.
The farmer lad-a patriot now
The battle thunder hears affair."
And half-a-furrOw leaves his plow,
TO tread the crlmSoned field or war.
The clanking loom forsaken stands,
With tangled warp and broken welt,
Or unto rude, unSkit!fu hands,
The may patterned web is left
Beholdl widow arms her only son,
Her .blue-eyed boy-that Christian mother
And bids him 90 where loyal deeds are done.
With loves warm kiss still dewy on his cheek.
His age, his sol tier record would you trace?
Read the fair lines that mark that manly face
HIS name? He died and left no other sign
Than Ihis: he came OF brave and loyal line.
His face, his form dissolve in ambient air.
read the name beloved: "MoTHKR," there.
And thus they seem,-nor pen nor wearied
tongue
ire scenes can numDer that invite my gaze;
For the whole vault OF heaven is thickly hung
With sad reminders OF the battle days
No more; may not linger, We dead!
Ye picture memories, but ye plead in vain;
Suffice that fancy weave. for every head,
Aspirit wreath, o shadows of the slainI
Adieu! poor shades! Rest ye henceforth in
peace:
Time VIII avenge. your sorrows all will cease;
For, aye, sometime, around this Vastly grave,
One hope, one prayer shall plead the lives We
gave.
When bounteous peace shall crown all happy
And brethren join. in love, fraternal hands,
When Freedom knows, In every cline, her own,
Then, then avenged will be our dead unknown!
The octette then sang the following anthem:
Sleep. Soldier, Sleep.
WORDS BY MAJOR F. N. CLARKE, OF IOWA. MUSIC By
s. II. JECKO.
'leep, Soldier. Sleep! The battle is ended,
The flies Shrll refrain, the cannon'S loud roar
IRE hushed now forever. Thy courage has con-
The .sreeair' has sounded. Thy warfare is DER.
'leep, Soldier, Sleep! No more shall the bugle
Awake thee to arms! Sleep peacefully on;
Thy fame growing brighter. thy name growing
Secure in the glories thy valor has won.
Sleep, Soldier, Sleep! The flowers we scatter:-
BREATH
Their perfumes shall mingle with grateful tears
flowing
To hallow thy sleep in the bivouac of deathl
sleep Soldier, Sleep! Thy slumbers are guarded
4 proud Nations glory illum1nes thy laurels,
And Freedoms fair Temple is built DER thy
gravel.
The orator, Major Wm II. Lambert, of Post No.
Philadelphia, was then introduced and delivered
The following grafton:
COmrade Lambert's Grafton.
To commemorate the great deliverance which
he Lord wrought for His chosen people, He Or
lained a ceremonial to be observed by all their
forever.
Lest the memorial should deteriorate into q
meaningless form, He commanded the father to
'hew the son. saying, "This is done because Of
hat which the Lord did unto me when came
0rth out OF Egypt"
We are to-day assembled to commemorate our
,ation's dead, and though neither antiquity nor
llvine command hallows our ceremonial, surely
when our sons ask, "What mean ye by this ser
Ttce7" we may say, we do this because the strong
land OF the Lord wrought for our people mighty
leliverance
The consequences Of the war OF the rebellion so
al cACSoUCu LILO puIpOSe6 duu Luc uOpC0 WHICH VIC
cherished at its outbreak, tein these later years
We are disposed to consider its results as the OBJ
ect for which the war was undertaken.
The remote causes OF the war were doubtless BE-
Tond the control OF the generation which wit
1essed the strife. Whatever these remote causes
nay have been, whether the diverse climatic In
luences prevalent In the north and south. or the
opposing characteristics OF the early settlers OF
he two sections, or the antagonists views rela-
i've TO the rights OF the states or more directly
he conflicting systems of tree and slave labor,
he occasion or the war was the election or fAbfa-
lam Lincoln to the presidency, and tho imme-
late cause WAS the Determination Of our people.
OF party, to maintain
TN UNION OF THE efATKA
The election Of President by party whose
main principle was opposition to tho encroach-
nents Of slavery. and whose success indicated
he lessening OF the oveE.mastering innuencet
which had hitherto been exerted by the slave
,olding states, WAS rendered possible By the In
.reasing antagonf1m to slavery Itself But whilst
hat party was united IN that al IT. membeEs
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