Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1892-02-18

SsY3sW<2Sy AY(kng her the heroes of
Atyhs%sSf Who have slept for
.LI5T << the mould:
w. We remember the
spirit. undaunted and proud
That Washington carried through sunshine and
cloud
The years pass away like the leaves on the
trees,
But the flag he upifted still floats in the breeze.
Weird Time he reverses his mystical glass;
And the phantoms Of fancy they dreanily pass.
The Green Dragon tavern we cannot forget,
Where the rebels of Boston for liberty met.
The midnight awSkenS to hoof-beat that rings
message of observation-disclosures to kings.
Adown through the ages that sound-Paul Re-
On historys pages the centuries hear.
Old memories echo around us to-day
From Lexington, listen to sound of the fray:
While Concord, arousng sends back the alarm,
And minute-men gather from homestead and
farm.
There Davis of Acton for liberty fell:
OF Bptrick and Parker let history tell.
From the shores of the Mystic the low hills
To your memory, Warren, that shaft to the
skies:
That summit of glory that crowns Bunker hill;
The spirit of Adams is guarding it still.
There Prescott and Putnam coatended with fate,
There Stark led to battle the old Granite state,
There freedom, not glory, the patriots sought
Immortal in story the hill where they fought
There knoWlton, enshrouded in thunder and
fame,
Upheld like q hero Connecticut's fame
AS long as Connecticut honors her sons,
Her knowlton and Hale shall be glorifed ones.
Pitcairn in your valor old England takes pride,
Brave foeman Undauuted, like soldier you died,
Thrice leading your veterans up the grim crest;
III Westminster Abbey profound be your rest.
From Virginia comes to the state by the bay
The trapperS of Morgan in hunters array
From the banks of Potomac, from Shenandoah S
vale,
The heroes OF Lexington bid you ''All hail.
Here the Head OF the Army meets Liberty 8
sons,
His welcome to Cambridge the enemy's guns.
The insolent cannon grew quiet one day,
As The naughty invaders were driven away.
Fort Sullivan, Trenton, Long Island-each
Is writton in blood upon tablets of fame
Fort Sullivan's flag, the white crescent on blue,
Over Jasper the fearless how proudly it flew!
How Charleston rejoiced when the blue banner
rose,
Waving courage to friends and defiance to foes.
at Long Island. John Calender would not re-
treat,
But remained with his guns on the field of de-
feat
On the heights of the Mystic that day was I'M
done.
What stories Champlain, as you lie at the feet
OF Grown Point and ''Old Ty," your blue
waves could repeat
Those fOrtrCsscS frOwning, they echo the story
OF old Ethan Allen and Green mountains glory.
On the walls Of Quebec listening scntinels hear
TIE tolling of midnight the last of the year,
AS Montgomery, scorning the hot canHon S
breath,
Christmas eve has arrived on the Delaware cold;
He is holding high festival. Washington bold.
For the Hessiars feast Christmas day they
prepare,
Those heroes that crossed the storm tossed Del
aware:
A festival chastity where blood shall he wine,
Where the worm on the dead shall right royalty
dine.
Brave Morris the Quaker, immortal his glory,
TIE annals of Princeton emblazon his story,
Now bennington rises, summit of flame,
Where Stark of New Hampshire led farmers to
fame,
John Stark, the old hero, who fought by the
side
OF Prescott and Putnam, where great Warren
died.
And his wife, Mollie Stark, was no widow that
night.
Saratoga, St,rwater-they each have their
story,
While Monmouth, Fort Mercer are written in
glory.
Brave General Wayne who, the old annals tell,
Said II Washington planned it, his troops could
:. take hell.
Stony Point and its capture shall ever remain
A monument fitting Mad Anthony Wayne
West Point. at your bidding rise ghosts from
the tomb,
And Andre the gifted goes forth to his doom.
A spirit so noble, his fate bewail,
While pity is silent, remembering Hale.
Bold Benedict Arnold, how brayely he fought!
Can he be the traitor whose honor was bought?
His country's betrayer, general brave,
He bartered his glory for renegades grave.
Saratoga 1t gives him with heroes place:
West Poiut has enshrouded his name in dis
grace > = Il.
For Andre, Fort Grisweid. he cannot atone,
This traitor who persisted in exile alone.
Kings mountain and Cowper's hot fighting
have seen.
Where the Tories went down before Campbell
and Greene,
Nathaniel Greene, who, defying King George,
For freedom and country left anvil and forge.
Oh, blacksmith immortal. resoundng your
blows,
That arm when uplifted struck terror to foes.
On the crest of the tempest rainbow appears,
And Yorktown illumines the darkness of years.
The star-spangled banner, the lilies OF France,
Triumphant in victory, glorious dance.
Though lives of the bravest and millions it cost,
King George has been vanquiShed-an empire
is lost,
CORVALLIS is taken-the victory won,
On history S pages nation begun.
Old England, our kindred in language and blood,
Each year brings us closer across the wild flood;
In your sorrow we weep, in your gladness re-
.oice,
And as children, remember the lost mothers
voice:
The cradle-songs taught in years that are
Your Shakespeare and Milton we love as our
own