The Red Cloud chief., 1896-05-29

that We would not surrender rather
than HIM"
Thus we get a glimpse Of the great
love and alteration a nation bestows
upon a nan who, in a sense, is their
hearts idol. Tie memory Of Shake
spsare has been intellectually craven
on the mind OF man.
"Hhata piece Of work Is man!
How noble in reasoni
How inhnlte In faculties!
In form and moving, how express and
admirable,
In action how like an angel
In apprehension how like a god!'
Let England boast her Shakespeare,
her Milton, her Pitt; but let us Amer.
icass reverently cherish our Wash.
iDgton--the noble father Of a mighty
nation. Let rs render unto him the
love, the admiration, the homage that
are his due.
The martyred Lincoln whose
strength was hewed from the forest,
and the fiber Of whose soul was woven
with the warp and woof Of sorrsw and
care, stands by tho side Of Washisg.
ton in strength and grandeur, the
preserver Of the union and the liber.
ator Of a shaokled, fsttered Q The
world sees him aud cries, behold q
man."
Each havieg touched the sources of
eternal might and having linked their
lives to truth, right and justice be.
queathed to all mankind q lasting
blessing. When men commune with
God and God comes down to men, the
sacred vessels of his ministry become
perpetual affairs where following geser.
atoms burn the holy incense of th.ir
love. A nation loves Gods noblemen,
the men and women who have con.
quered personal ambition, selfish mo.
tives, and the petty affairs Of life; who
have given their talent to their fellow
men and their lives for their nations
life.
o, God, let US thy servants so live
that in our humble sphere we may re.
ceive our portion of a nations love.
vALEBICToRY.
As the voice OF the watch to the mariners
dream; X
As the footsteps Of Spring on the ice.gir. |
died stream.
There come a soft footstep, a whisper, to me. |
The vision Is over, the rivulet free.
We have trod from the threshold OF turbu.
lent March,
Till the green scarf OF April is hung on the
larch.
And down the bright hillside that welcomes
the day,
We hear the warm parting Of beautiful May.
We will part before summer has opened her
wing,
And the bosom OF June swells the bodice of
spring.
While the hope Of the season lies fresh In the
bud,
And the young life of nature runs warm In
our blood.
H. is hut a word and the chain is unbound,
The bracelet Of steel drops unclasped to the
ground
No hand shall replace 1t, 1t rests where 1t fell,
1t Is but Il word that we al know too we'll.
Yet the hawk with the wildness untamed in
his eye,
II you free him. stares round ere he springs
to the sky;
The slave who no longer his letters restrain
WIN turn for "A moment and look at his
chains.
But now At the gats OF the garden we stand.
And the moment has come for unclasping
the hand;
VIII you drop 1t like lead, aud In silence re
Lise the twenty crushed forms from an ON.
nibus seat =?
Nay Hold 1t one moment, the last we may
share
stretch IL I'm kindness and not for my fare;
You may pass through the doorway in rank
or In hle.
IL your ticket from Nature Is stamped with
Il bnllc,
For the sweetest Of smiles 10 the milo as we
part
When the light round the lips is q ray from
the heart;
And lest a stray tear from the fountain might
swell.
We will seal the bright spring with a quiet
farewell.
MAMIE Il. WEIDEMAN. :
Pleasures are like peoples spread, (
You siele the flower, Its bloom is shed.