The National tribune., 1894-06-28
CONVERSATION CLUB.

Brave and Beautiful Thoughts--A Birthday
in June-A Brilliant Listener, and the N. Il.
C. C. Guards.
BRAVE AND BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS
The principal address of Memorial Day at
Phenixvile Pa, was made by William ii.
Hays, of the N. T. c. C. Guards, Past Captain
of Gov A. g. Curtin Camp, S. of v, and
present Division S. V. c. of Pennsylvania s.
of v.
c. c. Guards will recall the patriotic and
eloquent words of Capt. Hays at the annual
Reunion, also the fact that he was the first to
carry the c. G. colors in National GAR.
parade.
The Phenixvlle Republican gives a column
to Capt. Hays's address, from the closing por-
tion of which, so full of charity for all and
malice toward none," we quote:
lyon who here stand among the graves OF
your fallen comrades know that the death-roil
alone of both armies numbered half million
names; 90, 900 from your own ranks. Alas
how few survive to-day! Where are your COM
rades2 You who fought with Sherman may
well remember the graves that dotted his path
way from Atlanta to the sea- You who fol-
lowed Meade, Hancock, and Reynolds at Get
tysburg, know that loving hands and hearts
are there to-day performing a service of tender
est love.
"Tbose who shared in Hooker's glory above
the clouds at Lookout Mountain; who crossed
with Hartranft the stone bridge at Antietam /;
vino were with Farragut lashed to the mast in
the hsrbor of Mobile; who saw the horse and
rider that turned defeat into victory when
Sheridan galloped down the Valley Of the
Shenandoah who witnessed the closing scene
when Grant returned the sword of Lee, but
accepted the surrender of his army, need not
be told that Gods own treasures of beauty,
gathered from hillside and valley, viii be to-
day the almoners of love to perpetuate the
memory of your fallen comrades.
THE unknown soldiers sleep to-day in a moss
grown trench, beneath the trampled battlefield
by the side of friend or foeman, on the lonely
picket-line. beneath the waters of the Western
rivers; in the vast aud restless grave of The deep
The loving hands of kin or comrade cannot
beautify their haliowed but namless graves.
Holding them in fond remembrance, let as
not forget the widows and orphans either of
the Union or the dead Confederacy. They
whom the South sent 70 do battle were worthy
foemen. Wrong, eternally wrong, and without
justification. but brave and earnest, let no
unhaiewed voice be raised in cold, dispsrsging
comparison of valor or love. The Union aud
Confederate veterans with their loved ones
unite to spread leaves of healing upon the future.
They were first 10 bury animosity and hate
deep out of sight. Let them be buried forever.
"'Under the sod and dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
Love aud tears for the blue.
Tears and love for the gray
"'The world will little note what we say,
but it cannot forget what they did
Here let US highly resolve that the dead
shall not have died in vain. that the Nation
shall, under God, have new birth of freedom,
and that the Government of the people and
by the people shall not perish from the EARTH +"
A BIRTHDAY IN JUNE.
ITO Ninniel
What shall offer thee? A ruby rose
Lightly 20 rest on thy iresses so brown
Fitting thy comelness more than a crown,
Queen OF the ruddiesi Jsquem.nots?
Or shall weave thee a chapiet OF white
Rosebuds, whose delicate petals enfold
Deg-pearis aud fragrance in wee cups Of gold,
Puritys emblem. thy birthday delight?
And if thou choosest a garland whose hue
Rivals the sea-sheIfs most exquisite flush.
Matching the madeD's most lraHsitive blush,
Porfumed pink roses-ihey re blooming anewi
Yet there are treasures so slender and tall
Lovelier far than all others TO me.
Although forgotten or spurned they may be,
Sweet brisr roses that grow near the wall
Wear them to-day with thy festal array
Beauty and sweetness, and color refined,
Modesty, grace, and true vigor combined;
Linked to the past what a message have theyi
Daughter of Junei may all blessings be thine!
Healih's fairest roses on cheek and lip bloom!
Few be thy soFrows and transient the gIoomI
Love in thy fond heart hold ever its sbrinel
Like the sweet -briar, come Winter or blight
Bow 10 the tempest! bend low! do not breaki
Content mid shadows. in sunshine awake
Rose of The pleasant home garden, good night
Glare II. Borleigh, Department President Massa-
chusetts W-RC, Athol, June 5, 1894