St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-05-31

which right and wrong will securely stand
How awful and foreboding was the
shock of battle on those stricken fields,
but how joyfully the men whose graves we
moisten to-day went to the baptism of
blood ''as though it were joy to die"
We called it loyalty! How it poured the
regiments down the rivers, round the prom
ontories and over the mountains, to hurl
them against the armed treason! The mere
bliss of that sentiment was worth the cost
of war.
With equal zeal, with equal sincerity, our
brethren of the South met the dreadful col
lision and went down before the august
standard of the Union. There is no hy-
pocrisy in the field of battle. "God makes
the wrath of man to praise him."
Now and here we commemorate the adj
vent of peace, in fact as well as in name.
QUE BRETHREN OF THE SOUTH:
we are with them to the last beat of the
pulse and to the last drop of the blood.
We claim with them one life, one lot, one
destiny. 'sThe federal union, it must be
preserved is the pious pledge of every
American citizen of the North and South
alike.
The imperishable catalogue of great men,
Which History embalms among her trophies.
records no greater names than those, the
dead and the living-the soldiers and the
captains who illustrated that immortal
strife. American history will remember no
sections.
Nobler and sublimer-nOre precious to
the patriot than the battle scenes which
painting and sculpture will hand to the
coming ages-are the victories of peace
which have supervened upon those of war,
The prime and flower of American man
hood, but lately enbattled in mortal strife,
have settled quietly back to the arts and
avocations of peace The results have
been completely and faithfully accepted.
The Union is restored, and the patriotism
of our whole people is relkindled to its rev.
dictionary glow. The South is now fully,
in fact and in function, part OF the govern
merit of the republic.
No more ardent prayers have assembled to
the ''Giver of every good and perfect gift
for the life of the surviving hero of the war,
the crowned aristOcrat of battle, who Ian
guishes with disease, than those which
have moved from the piety of Southern
hearts. The swords would leap with less
hesitation from the scabbards to the defense
of the Union than those which lately
cleaned against it to destroy
y
graveyards. and you who living listen to
my voice, fought to save! The heritage
which we enjoy you handed to us from your
dripping swords. The blood of the martyr
is forced oblation The blood which the
patriot gives to liberty is voluntary
tribute.
o, if there be on this earthly sphere
A boon-an Offering heaven holds dear
Ills the last libation Liberty draws
From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her
cause.
In conclusion I repeat what heritage
you have given us Little did the ''world-
seeking Genoese," who sailed east to seek a
continent in the west, and died baff1ed and
disappointed, dream of the wonders he had
discovered for mankind.
RANGING THROUGH ALL THE ZONES,
visiting every climate, adapted to every de-
tail of production, bordered by the great
oceans, which, while they give it the protec-
ton of insularity, make the world neigh
borhood to its ambitious keels, loaded with
the ancient woods, heavy with exhaustless
mines of all the ores, a summary of all the
wealth with which the creator has endowed
inanimate matter, and follow ''since crea-
TONS dawn" This would seem to be the
foreordained and chosen home of a nobler
civilization than the world has ever known.
Consistent with the eternal plan the con-
tinent was settled with races-the Roman,
the Saxon and the Celt-which, by the mix
ture of blood, will fuse into a new type of
manhood on this hemisphere.
Our fathers brought here ready-made a
new and reformed system of government,
which, solldified by the constitution under
which we live, continues without equal or
parallel. All this the dead we commence
rate and you who live have saved to the
| United States.
We uncover our heads to you in grateful
recognition of inestimable services and may
we SO long as the day returns, not to perpet-
uate the memory of fraternal Strife but
with pious gratitude revisit the graves of
our dead with votive flowers to mourn and
yet rejoice, STD ~
There is a tear for all that die,
A 1nourner Ger the humblest grave;
| But nations swell the funeral cry,
And Triumph weeps above the brave. "