The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1885-08-20

the hoof II the waf horse has troiden under
fields that were despciled; and cities whose
streets have echoed to the victor's tread. mourn
ing comes; But it is not for the warrior. 1t is
gotten today. 0'' ''''>' ''' ''' "'' ''
For whom do they mourn? Other chieftains
have been borne to their last resting places with
all the pomp and all the honors that the land
could show. But never before has the victor
and the vanQuished joined hands and hearts to
to his last home. him who was the leader Of tie
one and the cOu0uerOr of the other.
sos out Of III, n
i'els. forget not that wonderful career that
crowned % him the battle-winner Of the world
the stan.i point of today. and memory fingers.
not Oh the soldier. who was the vanquisher Of
armies, but on the man. who was the ccnqueror
lie was steadiast. Eetwccn the shifting
tS Sasa Sn cliff aast tsr wS tns sT
quick to discern. They are as quick to discern
between the wsvering; vacii'ating man. and the
all, to stand Is the highest duty Of every. man.
To stand firm; to stand forever. Such Il man
cannot but win In such a man we cannot help
faith he has All open road to our heart.
Ae WA Ap1Ee man rare M in his nis: pure PR in
%o his no
gain swelled his coflers; no unhOly ambition for
place marred his life; no reputation was ever
his Human nature dss hon.
hearts against him II we would:
He was an unselnsh man: His steadfastness
with ths enacity Of dssth Shs there Go
like virtue left in the earth it is unsenshness. II
there is one trait in man that more than anoth.
he stands true to his friend through evil report
and through good report; The needle that
points to the pole only when the sun shines il
friend that sticketh closer than brother:
How much does il ennoble any nero man Of
HE was wI an oSe Instance
enough: Itthrows his whole heart open to US.
1t was his treatment Of Lees army after its sur
he did. The few horses and the little personal
effects given up to these men, were almost Of no
appreciable value to the South at large, and Of
small value to the men who actually received
them. But a cup of cold water to the fainting
| and friendless man counts more than the cost
licst gifts to the king in his palace These men
were fOotsore and hungry and vanqtished and
disheartened. They were ut the feet Of the con-
queror. without ray Of hope for the future;
ped by their side. He let them know that in the
them. BY a few simple words and by a simple
and proclamations could tell: You are are my breti,-
rem; you have been wrong; grievously wrong !:
}aS erenen n hss hand
peace: He was their friend in the blacklist hour
ot their history. and when the temptation was
almost overpOwering to be otherwise. These
men were my kinsmen. There is no drop Of
Northern blood in my VEINS have no apology
for them. AS long they held arms in their
| hands they were aliens, and strangers to me.
But today, standing in the presence OF the dead.
l join with thousands and tens OF thousands Of
the men OF the south in invoking blessings on
the memory OF the min OF App"mattOx.
Wyciif died and was buried In the land he
longed to save. 1t was thought to destroy his
| name and his teachings, and blot his memory
from the mind of the world. His body, taken
from the tomb. was burned. and his ashes scat
tered on the waters OF the river Avon. 1t was Il
vain thought. They forgot that death and de-
structiOn. and burning, cannot stay the march
Of the mind.
The Avon to the Severn runs,
The Severn to the sea;
| Wide as the waste of waters spread
Shall Wyclif's teachings be.
Let lis take home the lesson. The dead are
not dead. We may bury his body out of our
sight, but it matters not. HIS ashes may be
scattered to the four winds Of the earth, but it
| matters not. His name and his words. his deeds
and his influence his steadfastness of purpose,
his purity or life his :,nselhsh nature his loyal
ty to his friends. and his greatness Of heart:
these made the mal, and these viii live on and
On, until SUNS shall rise and suns shall set no
more.