Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-06-01

record of events. the heavens ben
above and domed a land without
serf, servant, or slave.
Master Kirkbride read the ora
ton in a clear, distinct voice, wa
perfectly unabashed by the larg
audience, and, when he closed, wa
given hearty round of applause.
THE POEM.
After a selection by the band
Miss Mary Bath was introduced
and read Cartons Memorial Poem
with great spirit and animation.
Cover them over with beautiful flowers:
Deck them with garlands, these brothers Of ours
Lying 30 silent, by night and by day,
Sleeping the years of their manhood away;
Years they had marked for the Joys Of tn,
brave;
Years they must waste in the sloth q the grave
AL the bright laurels they fought to max,
bloom
Fell to the earth when they went to the tomb
Give them the need they have won in the past
Give them the honors their merits forecast;
Give them the chaplets they won III the strif
Give them the laurels they lost with heir life
Cover them over-yes, cover them over
Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover;
| Crown in your heart these dead heroes Of ours
And cover them over with beautiful flowers.
Cover the faces that moti:niess lie,
Shut from the b uc.f the glorious sky:
Faces once light with the smiles # the gay
Faces now maIred by the frown Of decay.
| Eyes that beaned friendship and love to your
! own;
Lips that sweet thoughts Of affection made
known;
Brows you have soo,hed in the day y distress;
| Cheeks You nave flushed by tbs tender caress;
| Faces that frightened al wars stirring cry;
| Faces that strea-lei when they bade you good
bye:
| Faces that slowed in the battles red fame,
Paiin.e for naught, TIL the death angel came.
Cover the hands tina. res ing half tried.
Crosse! Oh the bosom or low by the side:
Hands to you, mother, in infancy thrown:
Hands :hlt you, father, close hid in ysur own;
Hands where you, sister. when tried and dis
mayed,
Hun; + r protection, and counsel, and aid:
Hands that you, brother, for faithfuiness
knew:
Hands that you wife, wrung in bitter adieu
Braveiy tie cross o. their country they bore;
Words Of devotion they tie with their gore;
Grandly they grasped for garland Of light.
Catching the mattel of death iarkeped night.
Cover the feet that, all weary and torn,
Hither by comrades we're tenderly borne:
Feet that have trolden through leve-lishted
ways,
Near to your own, in the Old happy days:
Feet that have pressed in lfes opening morn,
Roses Of pleasure and deaths poisoned thorn.
Swiftly they rushed TO the help OF the right,
Firmly they stooi il the shock Of the fight.
Neer shall the enemys hurrying tramp
Summon them forth from their death guarded
camp;
Neer till E;ernitys hugle shall sound,
vii. they come ous from their couch in the
ground.
Cover the hearts that have beaten SO high,
Beaten with hopes that were born but to die;
Hearts that have burned in the heat Of the fray;
Hearts that have yearned for the homes far
away;
Hearts that beat high in the charges loud
tramp;
Hearts that low fell in the prisons foul damp
Once they we're swellin, with courage and will,
Now they are lyiag all pu,ssless and still;
Once they were glowing with friendship and
love.
Now the great souls have gene soaring above
Bravely their blood to the Nation they gave.
Then in her bosom they found them grave
Cover the thousands that sleep far AWAY |
Sleep where their friends cannot find them |
to-day;
They who in mountain and hillside and cell,
Rest where they wearied, AMI lie where thsy |
fell
Softly the grass blade creeps round their repose;
Sweet!y above tlem the wild fow'res blows;
Zephyrs OF freedom fiv gently DER head,
names for the patriot dead.
SO in our minds We will name them once more,
Roses and lilies and violets blue,
Bloom in our souls for the brave and the tTue |
= hen the long years have crypt slowly away,
E en- to the dawn of earths funeral day;
When at the Arch angels trum, ct and tread
kisc up the faces and forms Of the dead;
Fa-n tae great world its last judgments awaits;
Vixen the blue sky shall swing open its gates,
A.ll our long columns march silently through,
Fast the Great Captain fol final review
Then for the blood shat has flown for the right.
Crowns shall be given, untarnished and bright;
Then the glad ear Of each war martyred son,
Proudly shall hear the good Judgment, well
done
Blessings for garlands shall cover them over
'arent and husband, and brother, and lover;
;od will reward these dead heroes Of ourr,
And cover them over with beautifulfowers.
After the poem was read the APP
clause was SO pronounced that the
trand Marshall led Miss Bath to
he foot,ights where she bowed ac-
,nowledgements and was again
THE SINGING.
Mrs. Bender. Mrs. Badgley, Mr.