The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-05-28
HERE SLEEPS A MOTHER,
II years Of age,
with her baby in her arms.

| 1t was a quaint idea and we stood there
1 and thought out the people, we thought
/ of the young husband; we thought of the
! girl enduring the pains of maternity. only
! to see her baby and then to die. Pushing
aside the weeds we found another stone,
/ and on il was the name of the husband
| and father, aged 30, and to this was
/ added, Deeply deplored by his father
/ and mother To-day people laugh at so
much that these odd, old inscriptions
| would possibly seem subjects for Jest. but
/ to us they made a sad little story. We
saw the girl-bride in her white frock,
/ coming out of the church as the
/ wedding bells were ringing and
then saw the young wife happy at
making home for her husband, and later
on stitching, day by day, at the little gar
ments that were to be worn by her baby:
then came the day of awful anguish; then
she was laid IN her coffin, dressed in her
wedding dress and, as the inscription told
us, with her baby in her :" and
then we could see the young husband
liSjlesS, unhappy, continually expecting
to hear the voice of one who was not and
then it seemed as if he grew tired of life
and everything in it, and only wanted to
sleep with those for whom he cared most
And over his coffin wept the father and
mother whose pride and joy he had been.
We cleared away all the weeds; we cut
| the grass, and we put beautiful white
roses, great punches of lilacs, and long
delicate ferns over these graves. the oc-
cupants of which had been sleeping there
for over 100 years.
UNION OF THE GRAY AND THE BLUE.
Decoration day must essentially be one
entirely free from any feeling but that of
generosity and loving kindness. 1t doesn't
make any difference which side a man
fought On-he died for what he believed
tsfrr l. l,
to be remembered by those who are living.
Decoration day ought to mean the union
Of the gray and blue; there ought to be
flag for that purpose, for the colors blend
so beautifully, that the result is exactly
the tint of heaven itself. ! wonder, my
friend, if you feel as l do2 / wonder if
| you despise all the funeral trappings: if
| you wish more respect shown to yourself
dead than you might possibly demand
alive2 And when the long years have
| gone by you would not like some
1 body once year to place
Hover on your grave, to
show that you were still in touch with
| humanity. No matter who it is; if it is
| the woman whose life was soiled, if it is
/ the man whose death was shameful or if
| 1t was the soldier who was fighting for
/ his country: just remember that not one
| of them can defend themselves now, and
| that neither you nor | can judge them.
/ How do we know but that woman who
/ lived a shameful life would not have been
! glad to have lived better one if she had
! had an opportunity How do we know
! but that man who died a dreadful death,
reached 1T only by series of mistakes,
and because nobody ever showed him the
right way to live, and how could he know
the right way to die! We want to take
our flowers, laythem on the graves with
/ a prayer, and never ask, even in our own
hearts, single question.
GENEROUSLY DISTRIBUTE FLOWERS.
To give in a half-hearted way is worse
than not giving at all, and surely when
we go out on this day of flowers, sacred to
! the memory of those who are asleep we
should be more than merely generous we
| should be overlooking with loving kind
| ness. If we feel nearest to the boy in blue
or the boy in gray we must, nevertheless,
| give to each his due. We want to make
his resting place beautiful, and we want
to make our doing this near the burying
of old feuds and the bringing together of
the brave men who fought the one from
one side of the river and the one from the
other
We don't want to recall anything that
isn't gentle and kind we want to make il
just day of sweet memories, a day that
when it is all over can be thought of with
pleasure: because, after all there is a
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loved US, for Just imagine how wretched
we should all be if we had never had the
love at all. So start out to make God s
acre beautiful; take the crimson roses of
love, the white ones of innocence the
lavender heliotrope of devotion, the blue
forget-me-nOt Of never-dying memory, the
lilies of purity and strewing them all
about here, there and everywhere, make
the day one Of absolute union-union of
hearts, union of feeling and union of re-
membrance. That is what Decoration
day should be- And all
THESE SOLDIERS WHO LIE SLEEPING,
those who fought not only on the battle
ground Of dispute, but in the greater one
of life, Will, when the trumpet call rings
out its summons on the great Judgment
day each stand before The great com
mandcr, ready 10 answer the questions
put 10 him. And be sure he viii not ask
his noiRhb0r, did sou wear the blue or
the gray" But. instead, be will say:
Brother, we have fought the good fight.
and may God, 10 his infinite mercy Judge
u.s. Bah.
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