The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1889-08-22

paraphrase Of Gen. Harrison's spesoh 70 ma
Society OF the Army Of the Cumberland.
It's woman that demands our homage novJ
Turn we rom notes and trumpet calls Of vEk
To listen to the tender voice ~ those
Who by the quiet hearth and In the school
With influence potent as the sun,
Prepared generation of brave men
To walk with fearless step the furnace EhrouRa
Seven times heated. of = civil war.
We look away with earnest, loving eyes
TO The pure source Of those impulses high
With glowing eye and swelling breast the boy
Learns the grand story from his mothers Iips
of scenes In which the Stars and Stripes were
Those scenes Of blood and victory aud Joy
And from her holy consecration learns
The lesson not to count his life as dear
But when his country calls 10 fly TO arms,
Ana nooiy hght Tor freedom and the flag.
When the first gun At Sumter's walls Was fired,
And to its peril and It's dcly woke
The mighty Nation, woman's patriot heaxs
Beat rom the hTst in harmony sublime,
With the majestic M usic that arose
The music Of the Union Her fair hands
Answered the impulse Of her heart aud stKoTa
With prompt alaeTity to render aid
To the brave men that rallied al the call.
She wrought the banners that would zafFv AoMk
over the marching columns that went forth,
And In their silken folds she wOve her faith.
Her love. her fervent prayers. When the sword
Into her brothers hand She fearful gave
She charged him to be true and not to stain
It's brightness with dishonor OF defeat
Her winning smile encouraged ali the brNvsf
she shaned the timid into manly deeds.
With waving banners the departing troops
dhat htied her Kindly eyes, lest she might make
Him weak who needed strength. Into Ne hsld
With ministries Of love and genlleness
She followed undsmayed. refreshing ncA
Alone the wasted body but the spirit too.
Beside the cot which the dying law
10 the dimHed eye and wandering mind, $40
seemed
To take the lineaments Of the loved ones lea
In the far distant home. The cruel war
Which seemed TO swallow up the Nations hopR
Her faith bowed down before. but quicker AAE
Than The strained hopes Of men il iited ND
Aud with prophetic vision saw and sang
Oi that good time when triumph should reward
The Nations travail, and the stormy sea
Should whelm both horse and rider Sac took IN
Inc IN task Of men, that all the dyEindling ranks
Might still be filled. She gave first one and Ehnm
Another OF her sons; and when the cry
Remorseless came upon the shrinking winds
Prom fields Of frighEful carnage for more men.
The child Of her old age she yielded M
With faith Ike that Of Abraham Of old
Who led the child Of promise 70 The mount
The mount Of sacrifice. The wife gave up
The husband Of her love, and spent her days
In loneliness and haoors nos her won't.
oh, IL the battlefield Is heroes had
Not less the home lis herOiues enshffred.
III Liberty her martyrs tried and true
Counted by thousands in the track of war,
She counted also not few among
The broken hearted women Of the land
strength
By the fond memory Of mothers love
he fought as one who fights his eager way
Toward bis happy home. Only in peacs
And through the gates Of victory he knew
he could return again unto that home
The scene of all his joys. Like angels bright
Round the rude eamptres did that memory dwslA
Rebuking vice and keeping clean the heart
God bless the patriot women Of cur land
How much Of our success grand suoosss
Came from Gods favor TO her earnest prayers
He who the tiny springs of influence
Blends in the sweeping river, only knowH
But that her power WAS great We gladly own.
And share with her the glory and the 10y
Our hardearned victory brought
And now, my friends,
My comrades brave Ia many battlefield
May the sweet face Of mother, sister friend
Look from these sparkling cups 10 as again,
To purify and ehAsten all our i0yz