The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1889-10-17
,ncsRsol-L AND THE SOLDIERS
HE Sentiment 10 Cheers for the Living ana
Tears for the Dead.

Hie sentiment 10 Cheers for the Living ana
Tears for the Dsad.
Il is well to occasionally recall the
stirring days Of the war Of tho rebellion.
To the old soldiers, Insersoll's great
speech will be read with no more inter-
est than will be given IL by the Sons Of
Veterans, and the thousands of young
mon that have become voters since tho
war. Read it in the home circle, and If
the boys want defamation for the
school room, nothing is more appropri-
ate. II is an extract from speech deliv.
cred at soldiers reunion at Indianapo-
Lis in 1876. Here it is:
The past, as It were, rises before me like
a dream. Again we are in the struggle for
National life. We hear the sound Of prepar-
alton, the music Of the boisterous drums,
the silver voices Of heroic bugles. We see
thousands Of assembl res and hear the ap-
peals Of orators; we see the pale cheeks Of
women and the flushed faces of men; and
In those asssmblages we see all the dead
whose dust We have covered with flowers.
We lose sight Of them no more. We are
with them when they enlist in the great
army Of freedom. We see them part with
those they love. Some are walking for the
last time in quiet w dy places with the
maidens they adore Q hear the whisper
ings and sweet VOWS Of eternel love as they
lingeringly part forever. Others are bend
ing over cradles kissing babes that are
asleep. Some are receiving the blessings
Of old men. Some are parting with mothers
who hold them and press them to their
hearts again and again, and say nothing;
Anl all ~~x&kk -
endeavoring with brave words spoken In
We see them part. We see the wife stand.
ing in the door with the babe in her arms
standing in the sunlight, sobbing; at the
turn of the road hand waves; she answers
by holding high in her loving hands the
child. He Il gone and forever.
We zee them as they march proudly away
under the Haunting flags, keeping time to
the wild, grand music Of war--marching
down the streets Of the greet cities-through
the towns and across the prairies-down to
the fields Of glory, to do and to die for the
eternal right
We 70 with them one and all. We are by
their side On al the glory fields, In all the
hospitals Of pain, On all the weary marches.
We stand guard with them In tho Wild
storm and under the quiet stars We are
with them IN ravines running with blood
in the burrows of old fields. We are with
them between oontsnding hosts, unable to
move. wild with thirst. the life ebbing
slowlv swav among the withered leaves.
We sec them pierced by balls and torn with
shells in tho trenches of forts. and in the
vhirlwind OF the charge. where men be.
come iron with nerves Of steai !. =
We arc With them In the prisons Of hatred
AVA t.r,,n. h.,t h,,r,.n-.r..sh -. ..s,,..
tell what thew endured ''
We ara AZ home wben tho nav. co,ra.
that thew Are desd We see the maiden In
the shadow oe hsr sorrov We ~ ths ali.
yered head Of the old man bovsd With The
Last Rrief. '.'-'i 1
The nsst RIA. befors M. and =. "a. 4 nm
600 human b.iner covsrnsd ~ tSs is:S
We - tbsm 6ound hand ana foot-v.
hear the strokes Of the cr,,si ythin--w. ..e
ma hounds traoldnc woman throuah t:nsIeS
.wampa We s,e bsbes soH from ths brssst
pf mothsrs. Crusltv un.n~.L.hIai Outr.gs
Infnitei -Four milton bodies in ohainsY
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