The evening times., 1898-05-30
the NEMqR}I0f HEROES

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tcostinued hon yirst Psse.,
along H Street to. Thtrtcenth Street
down ffar.eenth 0tfss0 to Pennsyivania
aysnas; s,rses' thence E 4; Thlrts'n-snd- -a-ha'l
Services at Arlington.
| The memorial services at Arlington
were entered Into arstthsa spirit Of feelins
auickened by thes sriR. vtsase Of war.
The services were. begun by the sound
Ing the assembly. The Fourth Artillery
Band then rendered Jungmann's 'sDear
Native Land" THE Artiilerists' Oath
was sung by male quartet. Arthur
Hendricks. department commander. then
called for order. The band rendered The
Wayside Chapel" and the Post Depart-
| ment chaplain. Rev. Benjamin Swallow.
! invoked divine blessing.
The quartette then sang A. B. Winch's
Memorial Hymn."s
The Reading of orders followed. An
army hymn by the band preceded the ora
| tion which was delivered by Hon. John
N. Thurston. z. f
He spoke as followsi
How sleep the braveswho sink to rest
BY all their countryss wishes biest-
By fairy hands their knell is rung.
By forms unseen their uirg, is sung
blessed are the dead whose memory is
perpetuated by the flower service Of a
grateful people, and how truly immortal
are those who give their lives for liberty.
ITO have lived long. purposeiess. neutral
years h nothing: to have lived few glo-
rious hours. to have braveiy faced the in
finite. TO have calmly met the Master in
humanity's cause Is sublime.
"Why mourn these dead Of ours? They
sleep in the bosom Of the land they low
ed. Here where the ground once shook
beneath the tramp Of contending hosts
they are at rest.
The sentinels no longer patrol the banks
of the Potomac. Grant and Lee both lived
to attest the goodness OF God who pre-
served the Union. And over the river on
tol, serenely uplffted toward the ethereal
blue-kissed by the sun of day. wooed by
the stars of Enthusiastically floats the
unconquered flag of the greatest nation
of the earth.
"Why mourn for those who slumber
here? Their epitaphs are written in the
grandest history Of the ages. Before
them will reverently pass the procession
of the centuries. And every headstone
roundabout. even those without a name.
will be given honorable place in the
mighty monument that Is to commemorate
the ennobling and uplifting of the human
race
''In what lovelier spot could we have laid
the nations dead? the foliage and the
flowers: the sunshine and the shade. the
perfume and the song. Is 1t not good to
be Of those who keep the eternal bivouac
here?
In this city Of surcease
There Is only rest and peace
From the failings and the waflings meath
the sun.
And the wings Of the swift years
Beat but lightly DER the 0iers
Making music for the sleepers, every cne.
There The is only peace and rest:
For they lie at ease and know that lfc
This is day Of memories. A day when
We meet In the hall0wed past and hold
communion with. our holy dead. A day
when We recall the GLORIOUS aspirations
which thrilled mems souls in in that his
toric time when to love ones country
was to lay down ones life. A day filed
with that same spirit Of freedom. patriot
ism and DEVOTION which breathed into the
common dust of ordinary humanity the
sublime inspiration of heroic deeds. A day
when We rekindhe the fires of patriotism
on the altar OF our liberties and once
again renew the loyal vows that these.
our noble dead. in the years gone by con-
secrated with their hearts blood.
"A third OF a century has passed since
our heroes fousht since our loved ones
fell. A third of a century in which the re-
united people of common country have
realized the inestimable blessings of
peace. have shared together in the benef-
cent fruits Of a progressive development
and prosperity which stands alone In the
annals of all the world. From this van
tage ground of the years. In this sacred
spot. on the borderland where ineernecine
I~t
hearts Of the people are thrilling and
throbbing as never before at the bugle
call Of the worlds humanity and the ma
tion's duty. we will offend no American
when We flttingly honor our dead We
honor them not alone as brave men who
marched with steady step into the Jaws
of death. who unhesitatingly barred their
breasts to the hell Of battle, but we pro-
claim them to the world as soldiers of
God whose blood atonement washed away
the nations sins, whose struggles and
whose victories were a part Of the infinite
design. that liberty might dwell in all
the earth.
My countrymen. these men who died
may not have known. but you and know
now. that the roar of their battles was but
the echo of Gods footsteps marching on
l am believer in an overruling Provf- |
dence. in the infinite wisdom that guides |
the destinies of nations as Of men am |
deeply impressed with the thought that |
this great Western Hemisphere of ours is |
under the especial guidance of Gods
great plan. That We as a people are
struggling onward and upward to the full |
hllment Of supreme purpose 1t was
iods providence that kept the New
World In all its virgin strength and beau
~ until the restless races of men had |
reached a civilization fit to be transplant-
ID here. 1t was Gods providence that nut |
The preposterous. idea of a round world |
into the Quickened brain of a Genoese |
sailor. When he sailed out into the un-
Known sea Providence stood at the helm |
Ind guided his ship Alright. and when he
anded on the unknown strand It raised |
lbove him the great white cross of a Sa-
'for's love. the emblem of immortal hope.
t gave strength and courage and victory
o the little band Of sturdy patriots who
wrought the mighty miracle OF American
Independence. 1t spoke in every line of
he Declaration OF Independence. II in
pfred the pen Of emancipation, and the |
word OF Appomattox. Columbus. WASH
ngton. Lincoln, Grant! Did chance select
hem each for his glorious work SO elo-
iously performed? Let the fool answer
ow he will. I prefer to see the finger of
'upreme design That finger. maybe Is |
ven now moving toward another man;
Iosts to glorious victory for liberty
nd humanity. tWh0s shall wreak Gods
engeance on wicked, cruel, merciless
pain. and driver from this hemisphere
ne last vestige. OF tyranny and onpres-
lon. And It may well be that some SWORD
heathed in defeat BY the Judgment of
iod. that liberty might be the HERITAGE
every American child. will now by COM
land OF Jehovah. Himself leap from its