National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1885-06-01

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Of neighbors, whllom friends, stcrnsoulod
few
Who loved their country more as danger grew,
by night, through by'paths, with the indians
Fled from their southern homes, to give their
wealth
Of life and loyalty to save the land -,
whose government throughout displayed the
OF Southern washington-that Union grand
Their Southern jackson swore should ever
stand.
on, on they came, until all sound was dumb
But tramp of marching troops to beat of drum.
From field and shop and store
From backwoods and from shore,
Thick with wealth bringing ships,
From courts where fluent lips
Pied the disputed right,
From cOnsecrnted walls
From learning's quiet halls
Came men of every grade,
Of every race and trado
Came boys, to men allied
In courage and In pride.
Fathers whose tender babes had laughed with
Gloe
At plume and buttons-war's bright blazonry I;
Husbands, whose coat-brcasts gracious signct
kept,
Where sorrowng wives had laid their heads
and wopt;
And high.bred youths, who bear they little wis
The extreme JUNCTION of mothers kiss;
They came who had no mothers, len no child,
Nor wiie-who had no sweetheart but arc
wild
With love of country mother, troth, and wife,
To those who had no other love in life.
With single motive marched they, one and all,
10 save the Union or to share It's fall.
Rebellion would not cease
For prayers, or pledge, or frown,
But broke the Nations peace
Threw the gage of battle down.
The hostile shot was fired,
The Flag Of sumter fell,
The Nation, wrath-insplred,
Shrunk not from wars grim hell.
Forward, still forward, ever forward moved
Through weary march, through frost and fiery
heat,
Hunger and nnkedness and fonl disease,
Through camps priyations and rude butchery
0fbattle whore mad men made sport OF death
Footmen with rifles sabrcd cavalry,
And grim artillery with their rumbling guns;
The whlstling minnie, the steel'gieamini
stroke,
And bolching thunder of she'll, canister,
And grape-all to make deyils carnival
OF human corses or more frightful wounds
That lett the life With body mutilate,
So wretchedfy that death Is iiercely begged
With each remaining breath until 1t comes;
Though worst ofall, the loathsome prison pen
Where disarmed men, Jfosc, burned 10Th fever
STARVED,
We're yermin ulcered, spat their scuryied teeth
out through their cursing lips, or scorched
with thirst
In sight OF guarded waters-hunger mad
Glared on their demon keepers eating food,
And dared the dead-line for II fallen Crumb.
Through these and other horrors OF the muir
Patient and faithful, on moved the men in
Fighting and sufi'ring, fighting and dying
some
Fighting and living but to fight again
Tho citizens at home, by laws decree
And private enterprise, moved forward, too,
Despite dark days of doubt and i'll success.
Money like water flowed, and energy
And genius went for naught that did not aid
The single purpose of the nations veal.
Parents and wives and swcethearts with white
cheeks
And hearts that beat not, looked for lates
news
From III cmbattlcd front, and scanned lOnt
OF wounded, dead, and missing, and mids
grief
For their own loss renewed their solemn vow
on sacrifice and labor for success
| Pale women nursed the wounded, and dropped
Fot their dear dead upon the bandages
| Their patriot fingers wrapped about the h urt
OF those still living. dear TO other hearts,
Aud wishing some kind soul had brought then
word
Of last remembrance from the dead the.
loved;
| Took final message from pale, dying lips
For women serving. Borrowing, praying lik
| BY brave mems bedsides in some other place
| ono thought, one hope, one irrevooable will
| One purpose In their labOrs aud their gifts,
| ono never ceasing duplication moved
| Soldier and citizen, that God should save
This nations unity aud make 1t free.
Slow, but resistless-though recoding now,
Still gaining at return like oceans swell
| Fate with imperial tread and unblenChet
Moved OH to Appomattox, where the knel
| Was rung DER crushed rebellions haggar
And law reclaimed her scopter from arme,
force.
The meadows were fresh and the spring wa
young,
! Where war had not burned and trampled am
The earth was lovely in the year sweet morn
The suddest were glad that peace had come
| As they welcomed the veterans returning
home.
| The rebels were conquered, the nation saved
! No longer Il man In the land enslaYed.
| on the shot torn flags bla2od every star
And freedoms reJolcings we're heard atar.
Yet tears would fall amid the general thank
For heroes missing from the war-worn rank,
On plain, beside river,
| Where the sea rolls forever,
| In mountain gorge lonely,
| Whore man, and man only,
| Could stand and make fight,
| The mild stars of uight
| Aud the days glarlug sun
| The grave Of some martyr
In whose blood the charter
Was written anew
| OIUniOn and lrCedOm;-
| a glorious breed, from