The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1899-05-31

earth, covered to-day with beautiful
flowers from which arises the fragran,
incense Of your love and devotion,
"Thay sleep the sleep that knows no walk
Ing, 'Ifts .fy-.
And dream Of bnttleilclds no more"
Never again the midnight alarm: new
er again TO pnce the weary watches OF
the night. never again to charge
through the rain OF leaden hail to plant
the, dear old flag upon the ramparts Of
the enemy; no more the wild shout Of
no more 10 walk among the dead and
dying. snini6tering to. comrades
wants. or listening to his last words.
as he sends dying message to home
and mother! BE-.
No! No! soldiers of the Grand Army,
the recall hos been ordered! taps
sounded! and your comrades are at rest.
They hear not the Joyous laughter 81
the needless throng that make this ga
cred day,d day OF pleasure; or the sup
pressed sobs or falling tears OF dear
ones. The storm king riding upon the
gale and shrlekinE out the requiem OF
the damned. or the soft gentle winds OF
spring-tine nuunuring lullaby as they
pass through tho protecting arms OF the
weeping willow, have neither terror nor
charms for them. To the Wild shouts
OF victory as the guns OF Dewey and
Schley relentlessly avenge the heroes OF
the Maine: or the dying wall of the
vanquisked: their ears are forever clos
ed. But. Needless alike OF Joy or sor-
row, Of storm or calm, OF victory or de-
feat. with no companions but the stars
to, pass the silent watches OF the night.
they sleep until eternity shall dawn,
and the angel Of God declares time
shall be no more.
To their glorious records and their
memories, which alone are left us. as
treasures binding them to the present
we to-day pay tribute.
All the tribute that earth might pay,
can be OF no service to our h0nored
dead; but the lasting records OF their
bravery, and heroism, and the sacri-
fees they made upon the altar OF their
country, may enable the present gener.
alton, and the generatlons yet to come,
to rise to 4 high. nobler plane OF citi-
zensh!p, and teach them the duties they
owe to their country and their God
Tho American Soldier.
No words that my feeble tongue
might utter. could do Justice to the
memory OF the American soldier!
Rear monuments to their memory II
you Will. sculptured BY master hands;
these may crumb!e and decay. but their
deeds of heroism ore chlselled upon
American hearts. and will live and be
remembered while time and country
shall endure. And when the last great
day shall come, and the bugle eounds
the revell!e, when they stand In the
presence Of the grand commander, no
blush Of shame will mantle the cheek Of
the American soldier or sailor: for when
the pages OF his LIES history are
opened. though there may be short
comings recorded there. tho last page
will be OF snowy whiteness, and on II
will be recorded: Fearing none but
God They counted not their lives dear
unto them, but laid them as sncr
Ace upon the altar OF their country.
Around the eternal camp fires OF teav-
Ell will they OivouaG forevermore.
To-day We pay tribute TO the living
as well as the dead. And now what
shall l say 10 these aged veterans,
whose bent forms and whitened locks
tell US the battle Of lie will soon be
Ger? You who have ccme with falter-
ing atep and trembling hand. to show
your love and respect for the comrades.
"thnt sleep with the silent army Just
across the river" Can better words be
spoken than the words OF the poet:
Come With your roses md lilies.
With daisies and rlolets sweet;
Come with the blooms from your window,
And garland the head and tho feet
or the graves that lie meath the grasses,
That years hive grown over the sod.
And bring all your prayers for the living.
To bring them ono day nearer God"
Away UP yonder, the eternal camp
iires are brightly burning: around them
gather In holy fellowship the Blue and
the Grey. In little while. the last or
der will come. to march down the val
ley OF the shadows, that leads to the
dirk river OF the chilling waters. Death
s,nnds as sentinel upon the banks
Have you the countcrslgn OF the might?
Are you ready for the command? In
lie bravelp and hcroically have you
answered every command?
Mag the divine commander give you
courage TO meet the sentinel and lend
you TO that eternal camp ground OF the
redeemed. in the land where the stars
will be spread out below you Hike the
Islands that slumber In the sea, where
In peace. and love- and harmony, you
may dwell with your comrades forever
! more.
At the conclusion OF Mr.. McCluskey's
address. america" was sung by the
audience, after which the graves OF
soldiers buried In Penlnsular cemetery
wcrp decorated