The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1898-06-15
DEDICATION CEREMONY,
The New Temples Formally Trans-
ferred TO the state.

| here to-day were by far the most I'M
pressive held here so far. The immense
hail was packed TO it's utmost capacity.
| At an early hour this morning All inc
admission tickets had been gwen away.
At 1906 Governor Tyler and his stan
Bishop Dudley. the chairman the hoara
Of visitors and rector. and other notlbles
! appeared on the stage.
| The exercises were opene1 by an IN.
vocation by Rev. Randolph II. Mckim,
| ID. ID. The choir then sang the hymn
"nise. Crowned Wrh Light.
! DR.. Rarringer then introduced Mr..
| Armstead {. Gordon. Of Stanton. Va.
who recited his ode, ''Fne Foster
| Mother"
The Fostering Mot'or."
| The following poem was delivered by
| Hon. Armistedd C.. Gordon.
and We shall know the Truth and the
| Truth shall make you free. john will
90.
The dawn Of summer breaks in beauty
DER her.
Crowned queen, and seated on her
throne once more;
Gather again her children TO adore her,
To hail her contemplating as Of yore,
Where she sits girdled with an olden
glory.
Turning the latest page Of her illumined
story
An open book that he who runs may
read
Annals Of patience. courage sacrifice.
Blazoned with lofty thought and splendid
Science and song and battles great en-
prise;
Scroll of the interect's majestic sway;
Scripture Of hope and faith that shall
not fade away.
one name. before which none in all time
ever
Hath been or shall be, shining there is
writ
Worker Of Revolutions. mighty siver
OF Freedoms Charter and the Voice
when kingdoms shake, and iron empires
fall,
Through mulutudinous time shall ring
the clarion call.
OF the eternal lesson that he taught
THE gift OF God is Freedom Never
In ali the ages with His promise fraught.
Hath been bestowed like this one TO
uplift
Mortality to godhood. and to light
Mans pathway through the years til
Time be put to flight
II Is the gift Of Cod Philosophy
Might not devise it; art might never
linn
It's beauty: in the realm OF poesy
1t were undreamed Of were 1t not OF
HIM.
Science. whose feet are with the light
nings shod,
Had never found II; for 1t Is the gift OF
God.
And when the nations arm them for the
fray
steel
To test the durance on some fateful day
Of Tyranny or Freedom they shall
feel
whether on blood-drench'd sod or wand
ring wave
The conquest theirs who know its SOW
reign strength TO save.
Let MS rejoice then that upon her
SCROLL
Wherein our Mother reads the unfet-
tered creed,
The sacrifciaI courage Of the soul.
The untrammeled thought that works
the deathless deed
Is written first TO last through latest
years
This gift Of Cod, though gained with
immemorlal tears.
Teaching the lesson OF that morning
Voice
To ali her children, peace encompassed
her,
Till dawned a day in sprlngtime, when
the choice:
Death or Dlshonor!' made her pulses
In scorn Of life dishonored For the
Truth
Go forth and dier' she said to her i'm
mortal youth.
The drum beat, and they answered. As
they stood
1r the forefront OF war. a sacred band.
And poured the red libation of their
blood
At Freedoms altar for their native
land,
The stricken Mother wrote in words Of
flame:
FOR Truths most holy cause" DER
each respondent name.
For Truth and Freedom! Not the name
less dead.
Who through the centuries by the Gre
clan sea
Sleep in the narrow pass they kept, shall
shed
A nobler lustre upon Liberty
Than these heroic hearts to/whom she
taught
That Spartan fortitude is born OF Spar
tan thought.
Fronting defeat, she heard the drumbeat
cease
She heard the cannonadlng die away
Counting her graves beneath the star OF
peace
with her dumb memories OF that ended
day
Sacred TO Freedom, glorihed by death
She turned her holiest page in more
exalted faith.
"In storm or sunshine this one thing is
sure.
And shall be through His everlasting
years.
The gift of God IS destined to endure
So wrote she. though ye take II cen
with tears.
Heartbreak and agony and bloody sweat:
They who have loveu It once have never
lost II yet"
II lie her lesson STILL Her slain sons
sleeping
A LAT long sisAnL their baftlas all far