The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1899-05-31

'Mon with hearts to love. and wills
10 die for right" They see the revolu-
ton that sweeps the land. seeking: TO
cnthrone the love Of things above the
love of man. Yea. count IL great for
countless cities to rise with palaces jew
elcd and millions thrOngcd yet haunted
with harlOts and menaced with idle
hordos fOrlorn. with thousands asking
bread. but getting not even "a stone such
our sleeping comrades knew not. They
as man. with men strOve TO live. and
brothers be in the country Of the free"
And II his darker brother" was his so
called slave he never left him friend
less. homeless fOOdlcss, 10 wander % the
grave. But when his tOiler's task was
done. he housed and fed him-tll lifes
settling sun. shr0uded with twilight. this
brother man. then nursed him TO his end,
and I'm his resting place laid him down-uo
less "a brother. because an humber lot he
found They knew no beggars through
the land. saw no vicious tramp's eyes
cleaning az their door, or wandering the
earth forever more. They see men
count 60 great 10 wrest and hold with
greedy hand forgetting God made this
world. 10 make GOdlike man.
Look throughout the land wherever
soldier hero sleeps i'm heros grave. wheth-
er he wore blue or gray, and YOU will find
a man-grcat for what he was: not what
he had. And their martyr hearts from
the other strand call I'm manhood's pride.
90 be man. BE "unsellsh" again calls
the southland sleoper-hcar him loud
and clear. Whatever others may think
OF the righteousness Of their cause. men
everywhere and always must own. they
died unselnshly who bore the stars and
Bars
NOT FOR EXPANSION.
Not one foot Of added territory sought
they. not for one penny of others money
fought thoy-wth bosoms bare. they
fought and died with no hope Of gain.
what they had and were they gave for
others veal. Four long years. I'm rags
and want they strOvc and died. pro
claiming with their blood. there are nobler
things for life. than greed or gain or gold.
II is better TO die for right. bare. and
brave. than live for greed and die seifs
slave. ., ye living. hcar-hecd, for peril
comes on everywhere.
Hush. deeper. ttudercr accent hear.
on. yo sleeping brave. speak 10 us-spcak
from the grave-and tell us, what our
young so much need TO know. that secret
priceless. lest In LIES crowded rush they
let 10 60. and loOsing can never be what
in your immortal deeds everywhere they
see. Tell how came your characters and
courage $50 superb and fair. until they
light like evening star earths darkening
night gl0rifes. We. they cry. were home
born and home nurturcd H0mcd in
houses our fathers built. meath heaven
blue and carth's scented green. amid songs
of birds and hearts warm with love, we
grow: and loved with growing love. each
soul aud scene that made Of that home
part
ours was no mOcking pile. costly and
vast where fashions feeble folk toss out
weary life unloving and unl0ved. But
home where heart moved ever deeper
into heart. and lives entwined. until 81
seemed but small sacrifice 10 lay life down
on it's shrine. and so al "H0mc 81 coll
we met marshallcd. and dicd-aud dying
left for YOU these shrincs baptized 10 orr
blood. that your lives might deeper truer
grow 10 be offered mp too. for thom in
owe. So hack of AN our scrrid ranks of
steel. giving momentum 90 the charging
columns shock. or holding decimated
lines. steady and firm as sea shore rock
amid sureina onscts. We shonc. we died
for those VIC know and loved. at home s.
nrosidc. Hear, oh friends, Can we ahol-
ish home and greater grow? / trOw not.
KEEP OUR HOMES.
PRAY. that God who gave us home, may
keep for us and ours. home life ftill. That
We may live to lovc. and loving er0w
great and true and brave. But II wc rec
reant prove. and sell for grain or gold
or any other thing this caskct OF love.
God-givon from creations morn, where
life is crowned with royalty TO reign DO
love. then these silent grave-iines shall
prove the bounds between the living ana
the dead They who died for home do
live. while they who sell homc-liie die;
yea. their very living is but death
crumblng touch, bidding love and liie
glory 10 depart
one other thought IL IS the voice Of
blood. Millions on millions sleep. but they
who bleeding died for right speak. and
speakin0. upift The souls oi men. From
Abcl's accents clear through an the
wastes. and woes. and wrecks of time to
our brothers here whom we say die, in
sacrincial love sublime. Their blood doth
speak. as spoke the blood sentinel in
Egypts dreaded night TO the destroying
angel and bade him on nor touch one