The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1901-07-09
FOURTH OF JULY ADDRESS
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cused~of helping slaves to their free.
dom, said: "lf it is desired to call at.
tentlon to this fact proclaim it upon
the house tops. Write it upon every
leaf that trembles in the forest, make
1t blaze from the sur at high noon, and
shine forth in the mild radiance OF ev-
cry star that bedecks the armament of
God. Let it echo through all the
arches of heaven, ana reverberate and
below along all the deep gorges of
hell, where slave catchers will be very
apt to hear it. Gwen Lovejoy lives in
Princeton, H., three quarters of a mile
east OF the village, and he aids every
fugitive that comes 10 his door and
asks it. Thou invisible demon of
slavery, cost thou think to cross nv
humble threshold and forbid me to
give bread to the hungry and shelter
to the homeless. | bid you defiance, in
the name of NY Cod" All. we want
more Lovejoys!
When the Union soldiers trium-
phantly brought home the old flag,
torn and tattered, grimy, smoky and
riddled. vet triumphant still, The abso-
solute powers of the army were sur
rendered to the authorities of civil
government, the proud aggregation of
military discipline melted away into
the emu of domestic life and civil
affairs. Ana in a few short months
the ''pomp and circumstance of war;
gave way to the busy ambitions of in
dustrious men. and how soon the
mighty wave of civil strife began to
look as it receded with the passing
years. like a mere ripple on the stream
OF time. The chaos of military victory
from that day to this 4th of July has
been crystalizing into the order and
system OF civil authority: the battle
scared hills and valleys OF the South
have, under the benign sun of freedom,
blossomed with a new and fresher
beauty and richer resources: the line of
march %traversed by hostile armies has
been succeeded by the iron track, and
the highway of the cannon by the high
way of commerce; even prison pens,
that during the war %disgraced the very
name of civilization, the only blot,
alas, on history's map which cannot be
wiped out, have been transferred into
fertile fields, breathing plenty and
abundance where once dwelt want and
gaunt starvation: the genius of liberty
with her magic hand has transformed
the inert Southland into a land of busy
industry, making her people largely
into a race of thrifty men, making very
defeat and hnmilities a source of good
and lasting benefit.
The Lexington of 1776, my fellow
citizens. made sthe Lexingtons which
have occurred since. Old Concord
Bridge, Lexington Common and Bun
ker Hill, have been married to Shiloh.
Gettysburg and Appomatox. No d.
vorce is possible. Paul Revere's ride
was repeated in the Shenandoah valley
by Sheridan. -Four hundred thousand
slaves were made free after more than
a century had rung out it's time, vet
Lincoln saw the lantern still burning
in the old North church and struck off
the s%hackles: Lee surrendered to Grant
at AppomatOX, but when he later told
the brave but misguided general to
take the horses into his army and help
make the country what it now is, he
heard the hoofs Of Revere1s horse as
it escaped those British officers who
sought to catch him. The heroes of
the war of 81 and '65 saw the signal
Light in tho belfry, and they followed
it. trusting in the same God who led
the heroes of 1916. And while the
colonies fought against their mother
country. of late years the children be-
gan to love their mother and the
mother began to love her children.
The brothers and sisters of the South
land and North. land began to reach
their hands out toward each other.
The Johnnies and the Yanks began to
love each other, and when Cuba, three
years ago. sought freedom from the
lash and heel of despotism three hun
dred years old-a desputism born and
Graded in the country OF bull fight
cruelty, when these suffering people
looked for a savior, and when the chief
magistrate of the nation called for
troops, there were no holders back
the younger Lee was as patriotic as the
younger Grant, Butler as courageous
as Roosevelt, and Joe Wheeler as heroic
as the intrepid Lawton. Mason and
Dixon's line were blotted out forever.
the blue and the gray marched under
one flag and that was Old Glory: there
was no North, no south. no East, no
West. Webster's prophecy became "a
reality and the Union Is, thank God.
now n and i~nseparable. The shot at