The Newtown bee., 1898-06-17

recommends peace measures first and
foremost, who thinks peace the noble
aspiration Of Christian. people, and who
accepts war only "a the last resort when
honor cannot be maintained and the
rights of humanity upheld without it.
God be praised that in thfs present crisis
we have such man for our Chief Exc
cutive, and that when tempes.s are rag
ing all about our..Ship of. State he holds
the helm, Yes4- war is at. all. times. a.
terrible thing. $685..
WAR Is EYER TO BE DEPRECATED
by all, but by none more heartily
than. by those. who are praying and
working for the coming of the day by
prophets long fore1old when. the
spear shall be beaten into the pruning
hook, when men shall learn war no more,
and when from sea'to sea and from the
river unso the ends of the earth shall be
taken up the reign of the blessed King OF
Peace. May those long remain among
us who, because Of painful experience in
one war, shall always decry our nations
going into another, those who shall Wv
idly recall the days that tell
"What piteouus grief was heard by God
When in fierce conflict brethren met!
What precious lives like flowers were trod,
| When grass and grain with blood were wet!"
But, of course, at this time we are all
thinking of the time when Memorial
Days shall no longer be needed, when
.tears and blood and scars shall be
banished- forever when conflicts shall
have changed into one unending triumph
and when bitterness and rancor shall be
put away. y on remember how it was
ut Sparttnga certatply. you ..sqldie IS DO
who were there. Many comrades were
dear to you, you had been next to each
other in line through the long marches,
you hadslen& m1he tnenenesS al night,
! you knew what it meant to have one bis
cult for meal,yon knew what it was
to have no water in the canteen, under
the glfmmerIng stars at night you had
kept sentinel,g gun der the burning sun by
day YOU had walked the dusty road
Twas hard to say good-by, but another
picture came up before you. There was
the sight of home. There was the sup
per waiting op. the tab lea There. was the
fire. kindled on the hearth, There were
friends and neighbors gathered to greet
you. There, was wife peering through
the curtains as the shades of night stole
on.A There wasvthe@ baby, Chow much
bigger he had grown since that day
when a hand waved good-by at the turn
Eef:theroad, hardly cooling baby now
Oh, the rapture of the homecoming
TSe'<hard to. go . waFl So glerieus &c
come backl~I pass-oVe the greeting OF
/ the weather btonzed soldier returning
from the war. Some scenes are too ten
der and sacred to be blazed before the
public eye. So it will be when we get
home. 1t will be hard to part from
those tried and 'true.~ They have stood
with us through thick and fair weather.
They have been partners of our joy and
grief, sharers of our laughter and our
tears. 1t will be hard to clasp hands
/ foEl the very last times hard to the, plea
I SAINT Wales and meadows green and the
song birds of earth to say last good-by /;
but oh the rapture of the home coming.
Heavens gionies wide expanding,
Heavens music swelling, Heavens Joy
unfolding, Heavens King bidding us en-
trance into the "house not made with
hands!" All the armies of earth mus
tered out !ss The armies of the sky, pha-
hnx gppn pRalenx, rankS UPON rank,
| line upon line, mustered in!