Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1901-05-31

and although the SKY was overcast
early in the morning it did not COM
mence to rain until all the exercises
were over. About 2 30 in the after
noon it rained little, but then stop.
ped. Everything went off like clock
work, the different organizations
meeting at their separate halls and
then marching TO Depot Square, where
Dr. Joe W. Jackson as marshal, with
Alex Bruce and Ned J. Roberts as as
sistants, mustered them into place
and proceeded to Elmwood cemetery.
The parade was led by the Colum.
bus band, I, lowed by the Co. E boys
in full numbers Next came the &.
A. r., commanded by f. l.. Smith,
about 40 strong, followed by the
knights of Pytnias, uniform rank
under the Command of James f.
Smith, A short visit was paid to the
graves in Elmwood and a salute was
given when they returned to the ci y
hall, where the following excellent
program was gone through with;
Orchestra, March, Tone Pictures;
Reading General Orders, Adjutant L.
Fl. ThurSton; Quartette, Selected,
Universalist Quartette; Salute to the
Dead; Solo, Selected, Miss Emma J.
Phillips; Reading President Lincoln's
Gettysburg Address, Irwin Potter.
Cornet Solo, w. j. Gilbertson: Prayer,
Rev. J. A. Sherburn; Singing, Amer
lea; Address, Hon. F. q. Fleetwood:
Quartette, Selected, Universalist Quar-
tette: Orchestra, March.
The address of Hon. f. G.. Fleet
wood of Morrisville was one of the
best ever heard in this city, and it is
unfortun tie that lack of space at this
time does does not permit of an en-
tire reproduction Of the same in print.
The gentleman is powerful speaker,
holds well to his subject and is inter
esting throughout. He said, in part
On this PATRIOTS day, hallowed by
devotion, enuobled by sacrifice, the
youth and veteran clasp hands ano
swear allegiance anew to the common
flag of united country. The m! stit
chords Of memory, stretching from
every battlefield, strike with vibrant
touch the heart of every old soldier
His eye grows dim, his lip urembles az
he again hears the distant refrain OF
the camp fire song. With uncertain
hand he again clasps his musket-hi'
defender in war, his preserver In peace
With falterlng tread he again enter
the ranks to march to the beat o
drum, but his step grows heavy a
back to him there comes the glimps'
of the resolute face OF departed com
rade, departed, yet gloriously living
in the gratitude of his fellow men.
eyes, 'tis sad day, this next t.
the last day Of the years maidel
month, when the budding leaves tim
idly thrust forth their winter impris
oned green, when the earth leaps 70
10y to kiss the life giving sun. No
the sadness which shrinks from hope
less loss with no assuaging gain, bu
a sadness tempered by the knowledg
that from the blood Of the slain aros
nation indivisible and perpetual
sacred to freedom. l would that t(
day could address you as comrades
could recount with you the story {
many battles; with you could shed th
sympathizing tear over the heroi
dead. Instead must I call you fatf
ers? Not the naughty conscrip
fathers OF the patrician Roman, bu
as fathers OF our country who free
her down trodden children and gay
to them their birthright of freedom.
"To fitly voice the sentiments al
propriate to an occasion like this, d.
mands an understanding Of and dee
sympathy with the foundation primo
pies OF our government. At Philade
phia, 100 odd years ago, around th;
historic table, in a hall rich In ass
ciat1on and achievement, gathered
lcouncil OF linen. They met reSpo
sive to common feeling Of need
formulate charter OF human libert
The times demanded action, imm
diate, complete and final.
"An event so decisive in it's resul
requires a dramatic setting to affo
the proper background for its actio
and this hot afternoon In midSumm
furnished the requisite surrounding
1t was 2 O'Clock, the Continent