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 Yes, Memorial day is un annual re- hinder of the fact that regard for true sentiment is still alive and has large hold upon the hearts of men; and hope rhc time will not soon come when this day, set apnrt as a day for 8trewjng flow CTS upon the graves of the fallen brave, shall be allowed to pass into a mere holi- day, a day for games and sports, and the meaning of the day thus be entirely for gotten. hope the pulpit and the press will do all they can to rescue the day from such fate.
 Surely it is more than a coincidence that this day comes at time when the earth all about speaks of the complete resurrection of tue flowers. That rcsur- rection was begun some weeks ago; but to-day the green stalk has burst into it's full beauty, the prophetic bud has open ed into the gorgeousncss of complete bloom. Does not this lesson which we easily read upon the open book of Na- ture give us also a lesson as to those whose memory we cherish and revere More than 30 years ago they were mus tered out of service; not in regular mili. tary fashion did their mastering occur It was done while the bullets whlzzed through the air, while the spent mimic ball cut it's way, while the fragment of a shattered shell ploughed up the ground, while the green-scum wa ter breathcd forth it's maarial damp, while the third watch ot the night drew on in the hospital ward, while the sentinel shouted "All's well'' in the presidential prison-yard. The one who performed this service of muster ing out was Death. He called the roll, He pronounced the length of service done. The mustered out took their place in the silent bivOuac, where the reveille never sounds, where the drum-beat never is heard, and the tramp of the lone sentinel has ceased. Into silence these soldiers went, rank upon rank, row upon row but thIs season of the year, Memorial Day, speaks the lesson of complete resur rection for them. The long silence shall be broken, and they shall take their places in the armies of the skies.
 I, too, would speak of resurrection. would .speak of the resurrection of tho lessons which the War emphasized, les sons which we sometimes forget anC which such an occasion gives us splen did chance to recall.
 The first lesson is this the War, wher fought to close, emphasized the though that this is 8 Nation, one Nation, indivisI ble, inseparable. The War was tough to establish that fact. The Southerner did not believe in this fact. The! thought this Nation was like the hous or the steamboat which the small bo, builds out of his blocks; they though that you could take this Nation l. pieces at any time you pleased. The, thought our Constitution was like tn ball of yarn which grandma unwinds a she prepares her knitting, and not lik the socks which grandma has made thread fitted into thread and skein int skein. That Southern sentiment wa