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| home of freedom. Theirs was a nobler
and a grander part, ours not less impor-
| tant in results: therefore let us do credit
| and honor 10 the priceless legacy vouch-
safed to us; and with a manly zeal make
haste to so discharge our trust, whether
private duty or public obligation, that we
shall deserve at least the commendation
| and plaudits of our fellowmen. Let us
not be recreant to the calls of civic duty:
We are members of the myriad numbered
crew. which man the ship of state.
I'VE know what masters laid thy keel.
What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each sail and mast and rope,
What anvils rang, what hammers beat,
In what a forge and what Il heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope"
ONLY A FEW SURVIVED.
or the hosts who went through the
forge and heat of COMBAT; of the my
riads who marced with martial tread,
from the sounds of Sumter's guns to the
final bugle call at Appumattox. only a
few survive. You bring to us, from the
field, in mind pictures, the greatest cy-
cloramia of all tlme so great, indeed.
that pen and brush both fail to give lis
| even glance of the yet unseen. and of
that "half that's never been told" And
with your going, passes the living wit
nesses of the greatest and cruelest trag-
edy of modern times.
No other country does equal honor to
those who fought for it's flag; so should
we vie with each other. that the indi-
vidual fires of patriotism may continue
refulgent in every American heart, and
| the lamp OF liberty be NOT dimmed; that
| each succeeding year shall add lustre to
the glory of the departed. and brighten
the paths of those who remain. nd as
G,,,,I
place may the tears OF the great and
good bedew your ashes. and the benison
| of future hope rest upon your urn. Your
life has furnished the strongest incen-
tive to the living to emulate the patriotic
devotion of the dead. And when other
conflicts come, IL such there be-
"When the battles distant wall
Breaks the Sabbat of our vale,
When the clarion's music thrills
TO the heart Of those lone hills,
Calling upon Freeman to strike
For liberty, country and right"
Your example will nerve the arm and
steel the heart to the conflict 1t was
valor like yours, and of your COM
patriots i'm arms, that In the dark days,
months and years of the early sixties,
gave faith to the weak OF heart; that
gave hope to the anxious ones, and
finally with lustrous diadem. crowned
the end with the triumph OF victory. II
has been the theme, not only OF peans
of war. but OF the hest inspiration of
artist and bard. Triumphs such as YOU
| fought for and won enabled Lonsfellow
to write:
"Fear not each sudden sound and shock,
'Tis OF the wind and not the rock;
| In spite of rock and tempest roar.
In spite of false lights on the shore.
Our hearts, our hopes, Our prayers. our
tears,
Our faith triumphant DER our tears,
| Are all with thee-are all with thee"
UNTOLD SACRIFICE.
These priceless gifts to free people
are blood bought, and secured only
through untold sacrifice, That we might
have an abundance of fruit and enjoy
| II I'm security, ye have, like the soldiers
| of light in the church militant, come
up out of great tribulation. Such sacri-
| flee Is born of loyalty like that of
| the Spartan mother who would rather
see her son brought home from battle a
corpse upon his shield. than dlshonored
| by Its loss 1t has its altar In every
cline. The sword of Wallace Is still a
sacred theme upon the heathered hills of
Scotland; the pen of France never wearies
in paying its high homage to the piety
and heroiism of the maid of Orleans;
by the soft blue waters of Lake Lucerne
stands the chapel of William Tell; In the
senate hall of England. are seen the
images of Hampden and of Russell. their
mute lips eloquent i'm deeds of prowess;
and. in our own republic I'm the city that
bears his name. rises the granite shaft