Weekly independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1887-1914, 1898-05-06

Conid mighty phonograph be sus-
pended aJO.c the United Statcs
these days. one vast enough to catch
and hold the murmurs Of the Rcpub-
lie; could it bear them away To for
cign lands aud repeat them to the
nations beyond the sea: could listen
crs there catch them and repeat to
their governments what they were
hearing. would not the report, rs
delivered bc something like this:
There is music and nothing could
be more stately and grand. 1t is the
old song. My Country tbs OF Thee
hnd 1t Is ringing III one mighty di-
apason from ocean to ocean. and un.
der its majcsty the boom Of the sur
gcs as they break on either shore
seems Int Il fitting accompaniment.
There is other music. 1t is a con-
tinuous roll OF drums from sea to sea
and 1t IA puncutuatcd with bugle
| blasts. There. too, is the echo Of the
tread Of armed men. rising from
every State and all vending their
way to Il common center. There is
"a majesty in their regular step such
rs wils never listened to- before. State
! 10 responding tO State and il is as
when the thundcrs ola the Alps
| answer back tO those on the Pyrcnccs
There is the sound Of the Tapping Uf
InHtitnAFTll L.. Iun,,...g
OF artillery wheels, the ring Of the
honfbcats of thousand squadrons.
the rhythm OF martial muse and the
shouts OF cheering millions. Blended
with all the noise 81 rushing nmbu-
lanccs going down To the battles
edge with their devices Df mercy for
the wounded and sick.
But listen: Something more
wonderful than all the rest is unw
being unfoldcd. We hear the vote
ns II Ii being recorded under the
grcnt dome at Washington. winch
gives the plainly dressed citizen in
the White hou-c the President called
for brief term only 10 he chief ma
gistratc- more power thn any King
or Emperor ON this side Of the sea
ppssrsScs.
Soft the mothers uf the Republic
are praying nov. and what think YOU
IL their prayer? II is: IF thou
canst, . Lord, permit this cup TO he
put aside and spare us our sons. hut
Thy will, not ours bc done The
answer is III the scntrics' tread. aud
III now and then II hupm iron, of the
scI. where tine war ships are firing
their morning and sunset guns and
setting 'hcir buttlc watches.
There are other sounds. too. The
wash of the rivers ~ they roll ON.
wari IL something sublime. and their
majestic flow seems but a refrain.
with Niagara's organ accompaniment.
Of the anthem, "My Country liz Of
Thee. Tho eight great notes are the
Hudson. the Niagra. tho Suslue-
hanna. the Ohio. the Mississippi. the
Missouri, the Colorado aud the Col.
umhiu. but thr half tones Of the
others are awccicr even than the full
notes.
There are other sounds even more
wonderful. All the wheels Of in.
dnstry are in full roll. Trains are
rushing over the length and breadth
Of the continent. Mills and factories
are III full blast; the forgcs mako a
cloud Ivy day. pillar Of tire by night;
the rolling mills are roaring. Rnvils
by millions are ringing. tho hoisting
works on tho mountain tops are
breathing hard under their heavy
burdens; IN all the fields tho pluw-
boys are singing nnd the carols Of the
dusky cotton planters are sweet as
the larks song.
But whit IL this? Something that
compared with il all that has been
heard grows commonplace aud cold
II IL tho song that il being Rung over
all the space tor InrCc thousand mics
and moro between Gods oceans, by
the millions of children in the free
schools. II is the old song. "Co.
lumbia. the Grm of tho Ocean; the
Home II the Brave aud the Free
q. but il IL wonderful. IL was
awakened at dawn hp tho Pcnobscot
on the Cliirs of Maine; il has "follow.
cd tho sun, Keeping company with tho
houra." and its full volume ceases
only beyond whCrc the western
portals Of the Great Republic have
swung back their gatcs Of gold IN
greeting Ia M astunishcd world.
And Span proposes 10 fight
land and II people like those. She
must haze eaten of tho insane root.
and il must have taken away her
reason.
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