The Butte inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1901-1912, 1901-05-31
MRS. HASKELL'S ELOQUENT AD-
DRESS AT AUDITORIUM.
INSTRUCTION IN PATRIOTISM
Taught by the Men Who Went to War
Forty Years Ago-Memhers Of the
Grand Army and Their Friends
Honor the Memory Of the Immor-
tai Dead.


The place was crowded, extra seats
being called into requisition, and even
then many had to stand. 1t was by far
the largest and the most representative
audience ever assembled in Butte on
| Decorate day., "
The meeting was called to order by
| Post Commander J. G. Henneberry,
after which the chaplain, Rev. Albrit
ton. pronounced the opening prayer.
dress of Lincoln at Gettysburg with
| great feeling and power.
Miss Erma Charles, one of Butte's
youngest and most popular singers,
sang THE Holy City" and had to re-
spond to an insistent encore. Her clever
accompanist was Miss Grace Noyes.
John A. Davies rendered baritone solo
/" Sleep" a patriotic song, which was
one of the gems of the evening. He
was encored and sang another song en-
titled "Sleep" also, but lullaby, by E.
M. Henry. His accompanist was Mrs
Leo c.. Bryant, and she added much to
the charm of the selections. Mrs. Bry-
ant is recent arrival in Butte and
finished musician. Mr.. Davies has
seldom been heard in Butte, but certain
| ly will be henceforth
The first appearance of Leo c. Bryant,
| the violinist, before Butte audience
! resulted in an ovation for him. He
! gave a difficult selection, the seventh
concerto Ode Beriot), and his bowling and
technique ives exquisite. In response
to the enthusiastic encore he gave
| patriotic medley, and under it's magic
spell the old soldiers became uncon-
trol]able. Often the player was inter-
rupted by the applause of the audience.
When he concluded an old soldier spoke
to him. asking him to repeat Amer
ica," which he did, the audience rising
EN- masse and singing the song.
The audience had been aroused to a
pitch of enthusiasm, and yet when Miss
Ida Scott and her accompanist stepped
on the stage silence fell instantly. Miss
Scott Is without question the most pop
uar, singer of Butte, and Mrs. Hill is as
popular as pianist and organist. Miss
Scott sang Kipling's "Recessional" with
feeling, power and expression. 1t is
heavy selection, but the fresh young
voice was more than equal to the de-
mand. Miss Scott would not accept
the imperative encore, simply bowling.
The benediction brought the pro-
gramme to close.
Ella Knowles Haskell was the orator
of the evening and said in parts
Another year has passed into eter-
nifty. another link has been added to
the endless chain called time, and at
the commencement OF new century
we have again assembled to honor the
immortal dead. to commemorate their
virtues and instruct younger genera
ton inelessons of patriotism.
This is a day of memories. sad,
glorious, eternal memories. Our vision
is directed to the fast receding past,
to a morning in April 40 years ago,
when the white winged angel OF peace
withdrew from the sight of men, and
the nation was awakened from it's re-
pose by the reverberation of cannon
which echoed through the land. The
telegraph wires bore the messages from
Fort Sumter, and Columbia, pale and
amazed. but fully aroused at last called
for her armor. The people felt and
knew that those guns were aimed, not
so much at Fort Sumter as at the heart
of the American republic. The volcano
that had been smouldering and smoking
for. 30 years had burst forth in all it's
fury. Civil war had come, and what
the end would be was known only to
higher power.
"As the repeated calls of the immor-
tai Lincoln for more troops were heard
in the land, hundreds of thousands left
their homes and the peaceful occupa-
tions of husbandry and trade and went
forth to follow wherever the great gen.
erals, Sheridan, Sherman and Grant, |
might lead, though it be to certain |
death upon many bloody field. He
roes and victors, many of them sleep |
peacefully and unheeding beneath a
southern sun in nameless and unmarked |
graves, and Columbia, having sheathed |
her victorious sword, weeps today for
her children slain.
Under a single stone, an oblong
piece of polished granite, in the Ma
tional cemetery at Washington, which
was the ancestral home Of the great
Confederate general, Robert E. Lee, lie
the remains Of two thousand one hum
dren and eleven Union soldiers, gath
cred from the Rappahannock and from
the corpse-strewn battlefield of Bulls
Run after the war. The inscription on
the stone reads: Here lie the bones of
two thousand one hundred and eleven
unknown soldiers. Their remains could
not be identified, but their names and