Evening star., 1897-05-31

fneoe sleePeH where they lie.
Not summers heat nor winters chill
S"r aught OF hopes or fean.
Caa break this silence which we Ill
win gifts Of nowefn and team.
Silence: An. comrades, we can hear
A dtapason xtrong,
The echoes OF a Union cheer
horne from the Past niong: .&
The flaming guns Q. Malvern Hil.
The faint far srosns Il those who fen
On bloody Saint MAryr.
The thunder Of that Sabbath iay
Beside the Tennessee.
The moans Of those who now are clay
On Cbickahominy.
The Of battle on the crest
OF Cemetery Hill:
The sigh OF those who sank to rest
by Yzzoo's bayous STILL
The cheer on cheer Of Hooker's men
On Icok0uts mighty wall;
The shouts when Mission Ridge agaia
SAW treasons banner fall.
The carnage in the Wilderness.
The shriek OF shot and shell:
The awful cries Of their distress
Who burned In that fierce hell.
The ''Cntcr's' horror. All, our cars
Must deafencd be In death
Ere sounds like these can dull with years
Or fail to start the breath.
The roar on Chic ks mauga's hills
Can never die awny.
Nor hushed be Nashvilie's thunder thrills
Til We have turned to clay.
The cliffs by Shena nhoah's side
Re-echo loud today
The ciang Of Sheridan's Wild ride
From twenty miles away
The hot LIPS Of Saint Philips guns
Stin Issur their thunder dame
And Vickshurgs mighty river runs
With her great conq ror s mime.
But these. who sleep soft and stiii.
What motive led them forth
From every city, vnle. and hill
In the long suffering North.
Why left the clerks their wares unsold,
Farmers their fields unsown,
Tie priests their orisons untold.
scholars the desk and gown?
The Cause they fought for now is yours:
The Flag they loved well.
Their Country-aud your own-endures,
Because they fought and fell.
Ga, then De you-s the holy task
To keep the faith they:
This Is the gucrdon that they ask,
On you this charge they lay
The Mighty Dead. who sped the bolts
Which laid foul treason low.
Call from their dark sepuichrHi vaults
To ward MS 'gainst the Zoe.
The Silent Man OF Destiny
Pierds from fair Riverside.
The land I've left united see
Taat naught shall e'cr divide"
He who. on Chickamsugas sky
Wrote his immortal name.
Who Mission Ridges ramparis high
Swept with his sword OF flame,
Speaks from his wreath-ensh-ouded grave
The Hudson's waters by;
Forever let that banner wave
Above me wher. 1 lie
From where Potomac's hills look down
Upon her mirrorcG breast,
And Arllng!on's soft echoes drown
Wars last faint buglc-blast
The fiery Sheridan bequeaths
To ms his glory bright,
The nag he bore through battle-wreaths
To victory and light.
Io, from the silence that enthraiis
These sleepers round as here.
"A voice that every patriot calls:
Ills Logan's from his bier.
Keep well. oh. We who come TO spread
Your flowers me.
The starry banner-0'er the dead
And DER the living-free.
And they, the humble sleepers here.
Though lowly their lot,
"SS M,sn feed a The S sas ssre
These left their work for us to take
Just where they laid II down:
And charge for their nem'ry's sake
To make their cause our own.
What tongue or pen may speak OF those
Whose cpitarh Is spread
On molderiny marbles which disclose
Where sleep the Unknowa DesJ?
These from their nameless sepu!che-
Pray us Be faithful still.''
Lift We our hands to heaven and swear,
God helping US we will.
These-ever-living Dead; the few
Old, halting. worn. and gray
The young, and strong these, these. all true
Shall keep the flag alwar.
Nor shall the STARS he dlmmej while yet
With each returning Spring
Men oria suns shall rise and set
And Love her offerings bring
Miss Sallie Nicholson. accompanied b
Miss. Il. May Hunter. rendered Rest til
Brave" the clear soprano voice of th
singer echong over the nearby encampmer
Of the dead. Mr.. Tracy l.. Jeffords was th
principal orator.
Mr.. JeffOrd's Address.
Mr.. Tracy L. Jeffords in his Grafton a
Soldiers Home opened his eloquent az
dress with the quotation:
Peace Is the dream of philosopher:
war is the history OF man." Freedom an
he said, are based on foundation
Of blood and bones. The worlds progres
Is marked by mile stones of conflict an
Martyrdom. sacrifice and suffering in a
and i'm all ages have been tn
cost of liberty and free institutions. sal
tie orator, who briefly referred 10 the hi,
tory of war and the great examples {
warriors.
''Our own country" he said. 'has nc
been unlike others in its war record. Som
one has said of our country that its his