Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1886-06-05
SATURDAY, JUNE 5, 1886.
Continued from Fin Page.

can spend the rest of their days surround
ed by all that is rich and beautiful and
comfortable. And yet it does not stop.
It lays out cemeteries and checkers them
with gravel walks, plants them with trees
and flowers, In order that the veterans
ashes may at last rest In soil belong ng
to and beautifed by that government
which he helped to save. But need we
go further? Have we not said enough?
True, we have yet to take into account
the billions of money, the blood, wounds,
disease and death, our marches by day
and by night, our scars and aches and
pains which we will carry with us and
endure as long as we live. But who
amongst us to-day will say, 81 wish the
war had never been, or that [ had stayed
at home and taken no part therein?" 1
think not one. And may not we cast our
balance sheet to the winds and exclaim,
"We have fought the good fight, we have
finished our work ,henceforth there remains
for us united and prosperous country"
A country in which no slave chain will be
heard to clank evermore, for slavery's
death warrant was signed by the immor-
tai Lincoln in his emancipation procla-
nation, and its sentence, with that of its
twin sister, secession, executed by our
own silent and noble warrior for peace,
Gen. Grant, at Appomattox. And though
we have read in a speech delivered at
Montgomery, Ala, few weeks ago, that
the lost cause fhe cause of slavery and
secession) was not dead, but only sleeping,
we find this was not new and powerful
speech from a new and powerful conner,
but the idiotic driveling of that hoary-
headed, unrepentent and unhung traitor,
Jefferson Davis. Applause.
We have heard of this man, Davis,
before. We heard of him in 1860, when,
as poor old Jimmy Buchannan's secretary
of war, he stole the arms and equipments
of the government that educated and
supported him, and placed them in the
hands of its enemies. We heard of him
again all through the early part of the
war. when, sitting as high-cockelorum
in the so-called presidential chair of the
so-called Southern confederacy, when is
suing his bombastic messages to his
soldiers and telling them that but little
while longer and the hungry horde of
Northern mudsills would be driven from
their sacred soil; and again We heard
from him in 1864, when, despairing of
success by the usual and recognized
modes Of civilized warfare, he sent his
agents to foreign shore for the purpose
of shipping into the North diseased gar
ments and rags, in order to spread foul
and loathSome disease and death, not
only among the men, but among the
women and children of the loyal North;
and finally we heard from him again in
1865, when, in hoopskirt and petticoat, he
was trying to escape from what he well
knew to be his just and righteous doom
the hangman's moose. (Applause.)
And now, after two decades and more
have passed, we hear the same old rebel
yell again, but it has no significance; it
is impotent to do us harm.
"Not dead, not dead! but sleepethr'
When some long-cherished plan, on
which man has spent the best part of
his life, his fortune and his all crumbles
in day to dust he stands aghast, and
cries, at can not be that | have spent all
those anxious days, those sleepless nights,
my wealth, my all, and all for naughtw
When a dear friend, who bid fair for
useful and long life, whose wealth of
beauty and intellect challenged our ad-
miration and our love, lies pale and pulse
less in his burial robes, we cry, at can
not be that he is dead; it must be that
he sleepethw I tell you, to-day, my
friends, that though jeff Davis may be
10th to call it death, that like the brave,
but misguided men who, fighting for it,
fell at Gettysburg, Antietam, the Wilder
ness, Petersburg, Atlanta, Shiloh and
Vicksburg, pierced to death by bullets
sent from the rifles of the loyal sons of
the North, his cause sleeps the sleep
that knows no waking in this, orr land,
forever and forever. (Applause)
At the close of Mr.. Robb's eloquent
address, Commander Siebert introduced
W. S. Tilton, Past Commander of Wa
Keeney Post, who spoke with much en-
thusiasm. Elsewhere will be found a
synopsis of his remarks.
The reading of memorial bouquets
showed among the remembered, The I'm
known Deadly a very large bouquet
of wild roses and yucca, which occupied
the center of the altar: Horace E. York,
VIM. Lorimer, E. M. Bostwick, Two
Comrades of G. A. Sperry, Elrick B.
Stickney, Our Sleeping Sisters of the
w. r. G.
All joined in singing america" after
which Rev. J. G. Elliott pronounced
tOuchinr henadictiOn