The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1904-06-02

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and knights of st. John, was the
Post Hall on Alder street, where the
parade was formed and the march
made to the cemetery TO which place
hundreds eff persons had preceded the
parade.
Arriving at the cemetery details of
soldiers and of the organized bodies
was made who placed flowers upon
the graves of their departed comrades
and brothers, after which all assem-
bled at the grave of the unknown
where the ritUalistic services of the
g. A. r. was gone through with, in
Guiding the reading of President Lin
coins Gettysburg address by Capt. j.
NJ. Jarboe, the reading of a poem by
Miss Marion Leary and an address
by Rev. aE. Manages, pastor of st.
Marks Ev. Lutheran church, followed
by the dismissal of the assembled
throng.by Rev. S. NJ. Miller, pastor of
the Presbyterian church, who pro-
nounced the benediction.
Miss Leary's poem follows:
HE DIED FOR NE AND YOU.
Four hndredsthousand men
The:brave, the good, the true
In tangled wood, in mountain glen,
Lie dead for me and you.
-Four hundred Thousand of the brave
Have made our ransomed soil their grave
For me and you,
Good friend, for me and you.
In many fearful swamp,
BY many black bayou,
In many a cold and fearful camp
The weary sentinel ceased his tramp
And died for me and you.
From western plain to ocean tide
Are stretched the graves of those who died
For me and you,
Good friend, for me and you.
On many a bloody plain
Their ready swords they drew,
And poured their blood like rain.
A home, a heritage to gain
To gain for me and you.
Our brothers mustered by our side,
They marched and fought and bravely died,
For me and you,
Good friend, for me and yOu
Up from many fortress wall
They charged-thoSe boys in blue
Mid surging smoke and volleyed ball.
The bravest We're the frs to fall
To fall for me and you.
These noble.men-the Nations pride.
-Four hundred thousand men have died.
For me and you,
Good friend, for me and ou
In treason's prison-hold
Their martyr spirits grew
To stature like the saints of old,
While amid agonies untold
They starved for me and you.
The good, the:patient and the tried
Four hundred thousand men have died
For me and you,
Good friend, for NE and you.
A debt we ne'er can pay.
To them is justly due;
And to the Nations latest day
Our children's children still shall say
"They died for me and YOU
Four hundred thousand of,the brave
Made our ransomed soil their grave.
For me and you,
Good friend, for me and YOU.
The address made by Rev. Manages
was DEVOTED principally to a eulogy
of the veterans of the Civil War and
the lessons that great struggle has
taught to the world. Rev. Manages
address follows:
COmrddes and FriendS 1t is but
right that we should thus assemble
and pay a cheerful and loving tribute
to our departed comrades. Their
march has ended, they have gone into
bivouac, they have grounded arms.
they have answered the last roll-call.
they heard taps sound, they have
gone to sleep but have also heard the
reville and entered into rest. We are
marching closely on their heels. We
are growing old together; another
decade and but few of us will be left
in this solemn but loving service.
Not only here but all over the north
ern part of this Union millions are
gathering in training for the observ-
ance of this day. And not only in the
North but in the South loving hearts
gathered about month ago to per
form a similar service.
Bravery always appreciates bravery
though it fights on the other side. No
Union soldier would have been
ashamed if in the South to march
with the floral procession to the Gem
etery short time ago, and place on
the Confederate grave token of
respect and esteem. No Confederate