The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1902-05-14

TO inherit mere honor and glory; We want
the titles. too. A board should be appointed
by this commandery 10 take ID the mat
ter and confer titles both from the army
and navy on all the inheritan's members.
Personally. l am modest and 4Cmble-but
YOU will pardon me If I suggest delicately
that the title Of major would sound awfully
good to me.
NATIONAL UNITY
The civil war gave profounosemphasis TO
the idea Of national unity. We have seen
within a dozen years the gra5ual passing
OF the bitterness engendered h the great
conflict; we live in an era Of good feeling.
You will not misunderstood M when 7 say
that in the city OF Richmond ! have stood
reverently before the sword. she uniform.
the battered camp-cup of Lee and Jackson
that are gathered there in the old White
House OF the Confederacy. There is some
thing pleasantly suggestive Of the days
when knighthood was in howSr in Merrie
England in the plumed hat ofsJeb Stuart.
But from Richmond l have gene down 10
Old Point Comfort, and watched the white
batteships floating peacefully IN that tran
gull harbor, and have watched the marines
landing daily for drill, welcome and thrice
welcome 10 Virginia soil. There is no word
or praise 10 speak for the Southern states
manship that plunged US into civil war;
We have come now 10 a time when we may
say OF Confederate soldiers. They. too.
were Americans A Wheeler and a Lee
have fought under the stars and stripes.
under commission from a President OF the
re-Cnited States, who had set his own
heart against their bayonets. Verify we are
a united people, fallen on good times.
What does the monument mean 10 u.s.
While IL is a tribute 10 magnificent daring
and courage, it's purpose for The future is
not merely as a military nemorial-it
stands for a civic ideal; for the continuity
and perpetuity OF liberty. and for an en-
is il a mob rule? Is il license and lawless-
ness? Not so. Democracy is the faith OF
man in man; IL is your belize in me and
my oeheI IN you that makeT II possible
gether in unity and concord.
This is what 1 fell as 1 pass this great
shaft out here; and think Of the future.
1t is no Indictment TO other Sars: IL is no
menace to the peace and tranquility Of any
people, but IL is an emphasis sof that great
u%tterance OF Lincoln's that government OF
the people. for the people ansf by the peo-
pie shall not perish from tn. earth.
my little child about the monument
Climbs with slow step and awed and wondering
And in soft treble questions me and tries
To gather something Of the shaft intent
And as on me her trusting gaze : bent
She hears. as OF some fable OF the skies
Why the gray shaft toward the heavens is sent.
And I am moved. thinking how sales Of wars
10 her mean not so much as foolish rhymes.
anu " EtMONtu SnC II from NOFllt N Stars
This is a plot to play in for a tint
The shaft is some great pillar Of ne stars,
With easy steps for baby's feet &c climb.
''This would be the pathos Of Il. that II
should not mean TO them what il means 10
us; that We should not be able TO communi-
cate TO those that come after us our own
feeling OF gratitude and reverence for what
was done to preserve these States in a
compact union. 1t is well for as to remem-
ber-it is well for every child CT a civil wal
soldier to feel a personal and immediate
interest in that shaft and to know that the
name OF a rather or a grandfather down
through all the generations is deposited in
the cornerstone.
LIKES THE NAME.
"I like the name of the loyal Legion;
there is nothing in its motto. Lex regit,
arma tuentur,' that need scare any anti.
imperialisr. 1t means something TO me 70
be permitted TO sit in this company. Speak
ing for sons of soldiers. ! dare to say that
the bugle has a message fof us from the
days of 81: that the tattered battle flags
will always speak to us. and 1 pledge YOU
that the memory OF what you did for us
will be sweet 10 US and to our children
when we are gone.
II have heard the bugle blown
Where the Southern sea make moan.
At its trumpeted behest.
BY the mighty mountains makge
/ have heard IL sing the charge.
Till old battles in my blood
We're a mighty tide at Hood
IT have seen the bugler stand
With a trumpet in his hand
On a dawning winter day
Very silent, very lone,
With the whole world for his own.
Till he woke IL with a note
From the brazen trumpet's throat
% bugiei
Then I saw old battles fade
Dimly on the gray parade,
And a thousand knights went by
Like a moving tapestry;
Old crusaders riding fast
Down old vistas OF the past,
Worn and broken in their mall
While the bugles sang them bail
LAS within the forts gray bound.
Swift the bugier made his round:
That he sent from wall 10 wall!
I saw Troy and Marathon
In the white light OF the dawn;
Battles old and battles new
Agincourt and Waterloo
Now my blood more swiftly beats
Victories and brave defeats;
Shiloh passes and / see
Swing in place a battery,
With piunsins horses, 6sttls.scsrrsd.
And In that smoke-hung, FIRE swept place
see. through tears. my fathers face.
The Battle Hymn Of the Republic" wa
sung by the audience. Miss Stimson CAV
another recitation, and following the stand
ing toast 10 the silent majority Com
panion II. c. Adams closed the speakini
with a brief address sparkling with wit an
happy illustration. He closed by %recitinI
the lines Brothers OF the alag are We.
Everybody was delighted with the imper
sonations Of Miss Stimson. of Lafayette
while Mr.. Powell's singing evoked applause
II was the verdict that the meeting wa
the best of all the Legion has held o.