Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1897-06-04

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made the offer in behalf OF freedom.
The child yielded father and the
father gave son, sweetheart and
mother sent their good men forth to
dare and do. and if need be die for
God and native land. They knew
that thousands would succumb to
fatigue and thirst aud fever; that
thousands should fall before cannon
laundering murder, the stroke of
sabre. the thrust of bayonet; that
thousands would starve in prison
pens; that tens of thousands would
be numbered as unknown dead:
and crippled and manned would their
heroes return, aud that agony upon
the head Of agony would be endured
in hospital and field.
And yet the sweet women OF this
land, used only to ife's gentler
phases, our glorious mothers, unex-
celled by any women ON earth, unless
by their daughters, our own sweet
hearts, knowing that blade and ball
would ruthlessly sunder heartstrmgs,
in the name of Jehovah and of His
eternal truth urged their loved ones
on. They knew that woe and missr.,
gaunt want, penury and poverty
should surely come and yet they ur-
ged them on. "Greater love hath no
man than this. that he lay down his
life for friend"--Greatber devotion
hath no man than this, that he offer
his life III defense Of principle, As
did our Revolutionary sires urged Oh
by the intrepid Warren. So did your
slres-
''stand! The grounds your own, my braves
Will ye give it up to slavess
Look ye yet for greener graves?
Hope We mercy still?
What's the m srcy despots feel!
Hear it in yon cannon peal?
See it on yon glIstening steel
Ask it-ye who will"
roes, yours the sires who made such
sacrifice, yours che priceless lega cy
yours the high example. While you
need not trace your genealogy any
higher than to say @My father was
veteran Of the Republic" While all
that herald's books contain could add
no more, nay, though they proved
Your blood to flow from kings, be not
content with efforts done but know
that all the conflicts have not been
won, that there is yet chance to
battle for God and right, my boys
as in, the brave days Of sixty-one.
TO THE GRAND ARMY.
A lovely woman watched YOU pass
On the sad memorial day.
Her child in hand, wee bit lass,
And listenir &, heard them say
'A-e those men soldiers, Mamma dare?"
Yes, my child" sac answering said
saw her brush aw ay q tear
Then she raised her queenly head,
Proudly scanning you oys in blue.
IL Thought some fallen Comrade
Close to her hart on that sad dav
And afterwards found IL was true.)
,"Fightipg soldiersf" still urged the child,
Fighting now or are they done ?"
Battling for Goa and right. my love,
AS In tn brave days OF sixty-one."
'Tis thus we view you. army grand
Not yet your every conflict done,
froud saviors Of your native land,
Not yet your every victory won,
But hntt!ing for God and right, my boys,
AS In the brave days OF s1xty-one.
The plan OF self government Is
dangerous one. There are f es
without and foes WITHIN. Every step
is an experiment. There are no pre-
cedents. 'Trust not tho reins of pow
er into unsafe hands. There ire
demago gues and scOupdrels am
bilious of every place. No commun-.
ity. not even our own. is free from
their Vaccinations. They curse all
politics national, state and municipal.
They increase the burdens Of taxa
ton, widen differences, foster con-
teitions, put regulations in discs.
teem, lower the tone OF the commun.