The Arizona champion., 1889-06-01

"AA'i NNAANNhhAi "hN' 'bNspi'N htp o'~'aihSS
 It seems to be love of nature i'm
 pressed up on us by a wise anC
 benevolent creator for good and Use
 ful purposes. In his wisdom ant
 goodness be has linked us togethe
 in families aud nations, and givel
 to us an instinctive love correspond
 ing to these relations, We may bt
 thrilled with feelings of indescribabl,
 sub!imitY, when gazing upon som' lofty mountain or magnificent scenery
 in Il foreign land; or when treldins the scores of Greece, or the street, of Athens or Rome aud looking ppor ancient ruins, or other various objects that seem to carry us back to classic times; but none of these can inspire the emotion of supreme delight that come over us, when after long absence we catch the first view of our netive land. Oul country bears the same relation tc us among countries that our parents do among friends,
 No true patriot can look with in difference on any danger that threatens, or afRiotion that troubles his country.
 Was not true patriotism shown by those men wbo left their homes and business, left mother, sisters, wife and children, all that was they loved, all that was near and dear to them on earth, and strode forth to give their blood for the preservation of the Union, When that great and noble m Abraham Lincoln issued call after call for troops to protect our country, and defend the flag, for which our fore-father gave .hier blood to unfurb and declared under those stars and stripes, "ull men were created free and equal" men did not stop to question, what will my naighbor dol each for himself oBeyed the call, as thought is was the voice of the chained millions, crying fer freedom. And the loyal sons of the Republic knew that those calls conveyed a command for the high character of the individual action which subordinated every thing else to the one supreme duty, nor home, nor wife, nor children, nor business, nor love of ease, nor fear of danger, nor dread of death, stond in the way to successfully challenge ohe;liance Go thas cali 1t came, was heard and obeyed. hi, disregard to things that we all hold dear did not harden mel, it enobled them. No man who left his all and went into danger and down to death Was less a man for these hard steps, those harsh sunderings of the teniG:ast ties of life, these confront inga of personal peril anl diiagte:, but was all the more a worthy example of the highest type of thlt better manhood without which the wolll and all there Is iu 1t would go wrong,
 It is easy to see that duty calls another to sacrifice; it is heroism to realize that that duty calls yourself.
 There are men here. today who where in that great struggle, to pre- serve our nation and to forever blot from America slavery. They need no voice, no, words, from the Ii ps of those who where not shere. to bring back She memories of those days of ssrita and sacrifice, for they are burned deep into their minds with fire, blood and ravagea of War; time can never obliterate them, scenes of battle, cries of the wounded, and the suffering of prison life, have carved upon their hearts, pure loyalty, that all must honor and respect.
 It is useless toendeavor to portray the valor of those heroes, both living and dead; no human tongue can tell what they endured and suffered. But as we return to the past and peruso the. pages of history, or gather from tic lips of old veterans, the tales of blood curdIing adventures, heart rending scenes, of suffering, and the gains and agonies in, the prisons Qf hatred and famine, it causes a shudder to pass through ua, at the same time an emotion of grand admiration for those noble men that comprised the most loyal army, that eyer bore arms for their country.
 It is common to consider war as affecting men only, but we must not forget the loyal women, for they are its real and greatest victims.
 All history, public and private, recnunts the. fortitule and suffering of soldiers in the field, but hardly any oue thinks of the, long and patientagony which the mothers and %iyes, sisters end sweethearts of the soldiers were, forced to, eadnre. In every battle there, were heroes, many and great, but away from the battle there We're haroines, more and greater than the. world can ever know. Achilles, Rector and Ulysses were not half so much: the heroes of Troy, as Thetis, Andromacbe and Penelope