Arizona weekly citizen., 1893-06-03
AT THE OPERA HOUSE,

AT THE OPERA HOO5Es
 The opera house in the evening was more than croweded. The entire pro- gram was a success and enjoyable. The post orders were read by Mir. Sampson. Jas. Finley acted as master of ceremo- uies.
 The singing of the evening was 8 prominent feature, much enjoyed. The male qusrtette, Messrs. Mahaffie, Hall nan, Russell and Prince was much ap- plauded.
 When little folks in addition to bein g small and sweet show talent they are indeed entertaining. Little Hattie Brown, about five years old, recited Roll Call' in sweet and pretty way that delighted all. She was encored
 Miss Allie Harding, in the solo, Annie Dear, I'm Called Away" was much applauded. Her accompanist was Miss Tromm.
 ''The Battle Flag at Shenandoah" by all.
 Once again the public was permitted last night to enjoy the Ie4llys fine Ave Maria" in English. Difficult parts and all were carried through to perfec- ton. She was encored. Mrs. Tichenor played the accomplishments.
 The oration of the evening was by Hon. Geo. W. Brown. The CITIZEN re- grets limit of space that It could not be given complete. The speech is well worth publication in full.
 In part the speaker said:
 Not so dld I behold you when, worn and famished, nights and days togeth CT, you crowded to fields of death as to a festival; not so when, amid the fiery tempests, you swelled, rank upon rank, and rolled your hearts blood billowing upon the foe; not so when, shattered and mangled, you lay upon the lines which told where the tide of battle turned, unmurmuring at the cost; not so when, in midwinter night, on the lonely picket watch where none but the All-seeing eye beheld, rather thar give place to unmanly weakness you freze stark dead upon your post-eyes to the front Not so when hurled with desper- ate repetition to fruitless assault, with out the hesitation of a thought, with the l-conquering spirit of discipline and devotion, claiming only for your selves last sad office of mans humanity, you pinned to your breasts your simple nsmes with hand as resolute as if you were writing them on the proudest scroll of fame.
 Wonderful old army whose casual ties were such that de cimation were five times too tame word to tell it's losses, and whose deeds were such that its vic tories should have counted even with it's fields. So often after a three days battle held back from following up the victory it had won! So many times withdrawn at night from front it had fought all day to win, holding the bitter ness ln their hearts unuttered as they trod reverently in the darkness among the pale upturned faces of their dead that had perished iD vain !! So many times crossing rivers in face and in spite of the foe-a thing hitherto rare | in wsrfare-and having made the heights beyond immortal with their | blood, hastily recroased; for no fault of theirs, but bearing the blame and the shame.
 "Dear old army Its tents are struck; | it's fires are dead; folded the banners | that lighted its swelling way; silent the bugles that beckoned to fame across deaths abysses; vanished the embattled hosts that shone in the morning sun; scattered the friendly baud that shoulder to shoulder, stormed the gates of glory" l.. B. Hayes, by request, read a paper from the Sons of Veterans. Applause greeted the entrance of Mrs. J. H Martin. Her selection, 'The Officers Funeral" was touchIngly and sweetly given. Her encore WIS the old