Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-05-30

bureaus of freedmen and refugees in the
hour of our extremity leaped from the ma
tons heart, like Minerva from the brain of
Jupiter, full armed for their ministry of
relief.
There is something in the human heart
that war cannot KILL and the saddest men,
dian glow, by the recollection that during
the darkest years of the war. wherever
loyalty survived, when helpless suffering
appealed to humanity, how instantly sprang
to it's relief the angel in the human heart.
These deeds of kindness, helpfulness and
love, performed with equal tenderness and
promptitude, whether in aid of a mutilated
soldier in blue or to cool the fevered brow of
one clad in gray, were pinions on which many
loyal souls rose as on bright wings toward
heaven" He spoke of the inspiring men,
DRY afforded by the heroism of the Ameri-
can soldier, and of the magnanimity of the
American republic.
The Devotion of Women.
There is another memory. my country
men," exclaimed the speaker, which a ma
ton Of chivalrous and gallant men will not
suffer to die. 1t rises like a sweet and holy
incense and fills the recollections of the war
with a rare perfume like the fragrance of a
thousand flowers. II is the memory of the
love heroism and self-sacrifcing devotion of
the patriot women of America. Woman.si
patriotism through the ages has been an M
spiration that nerved the hearts and steeied
the arms of her sons in their country's del
Tense The mothers of Greece and Rome
kindied the flames which fired the hearts OF
the youth whose deeds of valor made theirs
the heroic age. So have American mothers
shed upon their country a glory whose
luster Is not dimmed by that of any earlier
age Men have toiled. suffered, endured and
died that the flag might float and the ma
ton live, but who can measure the heart
pangs, the unutterable grief. the agoniZifgs
solicitude. the pain of partings, the anguish
of separation, the desolation of broken
homes. endured by American women? Yet.
with what splendid courage, superb forth
tuda and sublime heroism they endured
their part in the great sacrifice"
Mr.. BroSius here dwelt upon the noble
women who rendered valuable service in the
field and in the hospitals during the war
He said these noble women were the Flor
ence Nightingales of our war. of whom Il
was said that her shadow was kissed by a
dying soldier as IL swept through the ward
of the hospital. We cannot forget Miss
Clara Barton, who rendered such distin-
guished service during the war in camp and
hospital. notably in the siege of Morris
Island, where she remained as long as there
were sick and wounded soldiers to receive
her angelic attentions. and who still con-
tinues her ministrations wherever she finds
calamity. tireless dove who never folds her
wings while she can bear the green of
mercy to the ark of suffering"
VIII Inspire Poet.
Continuing his remarks on this memory,
he said: 81 only voice the sentiment of
every American patriot when 1 express the
hope that some son of genius, or, better
still. some daughter of genius will yet arise
whose divinely gifted soul. kindled at the
affairs or patriotism and poetry shall In
spire the noblest epic of the age. which
snail carry on wings of immortal song to
endless generations the story of the serv-
ices ana sacrifices of our women of the