Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1892-02-18

WXe1XFN Who have slept for
a century under
.s.kT .<k the mould,
We remember the
spirit undaunted and proud.
That Washington carried through sunshine and
cloud
The years pass away hike the leaves on the
trees,
But the flag he uplifted still floats in the breeze.
Weird Time he reverses his mystical glass,
And the phantoms Of fancy they dreamily pass.
The Green Dragon tavern we cannot forget,
Where the rebels of Boston for liberty met
The midnight awalSens 10 hoof beat that rings
A message of observation-disclosures to kings!
Adown through the ages that sound-Paul Re-
we're
On history pages the centuries hear.
Old memories echo around US to-day;
From Lexington, listen to sound Of the fray
While Concord arousing, sends back the alarm
And minute-men gather from homestead and
farm.
There Davis Of Acton for liberty fell;
or Butriclk and Parker let history tell.
From the shores of the Mystic the low hills
arise
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 commended with fate,
There Stark led to battle ne 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 a hero Connecticut's fame
As long as Connecticut honors her sons,
Her KDOwlton and Hale shall be glorified ones.
Pitcairn, in your valor old England takes pride,
Brave foeman undsunted, like soldier you died,
Thrice leading your veterans up the grim crest;
In 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 Sherandoahs
vale,
The heroes of Lexington bid you "An hail''
Here the Head Of the Army meets Liber:ys
sons,
His welcome to Cambridge the enemy's guns.
The 1nSOlent cannon grew quiet one day,
AS the naughty invaders were driven away.
Fort Sullivan, Trenton, Long Island-each
name
Is written 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 foesl
AT Long Island, John Calender would not re-
treat,
But remained with his guns the field OF de-
feat.
The name of a coward that the gunner had won
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 fortresses frOwning, they echo the story
On the walls Of Quebec listening sentinels hear
The tolling of midnight the last of the year,
AS Montgomery, scOrning the hot lannon's
breath,
Christmas eve has arrived on the Delaware cold
He is holding high festival, Washington bold.
For the Hessians feast Christmas day they
prepare,
Those heroes that crossed the storm tossed Del
aware;
A festival CHASTITY, where blood shall be wine,
Where the worm on the dead shanright royalty
dine.
The annals of Princeton emblazon his story; =
Now Bennington rises, summit of fame,
Where Stark of New Hampshire led farmers to
fame
john Stark, the Old hero, who fought by the
o Prescott ana Putnam, where great Warren
died.
Triumphant his banner he bore to the height.
And his wife, Mollie Stark, was no widow that
night.
Saratoga, Stillwater-they each have their
story,
While Monmouth, Fort Mercer are written in
Brave General Wayne, who, the old annals tell,
Said if Washington planned it, his troops could
take hell
Stony Point and it's capture shall ever remain
A monument fitting Mad Anthony" Wayne
West Point, at your bidding rise ghosts from
A., the tomb,
And Andre the gifted goes forth to his doom.
A spirit so noble, his fate we bewail,
While pity is silent, remembering Hale.
Bold Benedict Arnold, how bravely he Fought
Can he be the traitor whose honor was bought?
His countrys betrayef. q general brave,
He bartered his gfory for renegade's grave.
Saratoga 1t gives him with heroes place:
west Point has enshrouded his name in dis
grace.
For Andre, Fort Griswold, he cannot atone,
Thu 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 resOunding your
blows,
That arm when uplifted struck terror to foes
On the crest of the tempest q rainbow appears,
And Yorktown tllumines the darkness of years.
The star-spangied banner, the lilies of France,
Triumphant in victory, glorious dance.
Though lives Of the bravest, and millions 1t cost,
King George has been vanquished-an empire
is lost,
CORVALLIS is taken-the victory won,
On histOrys pages q nation begun.
Old England, our kindred in language and blood
Each year brings closer across the wild food;
y In your sorrow we weep, in your gladness re-
joice,
And as children, remember the lost mothers
voice:
The cradlesongs taught US In years that are
flown,
Your Shakespeare and Milton we love as our
in hold