The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1904-05-26
MEMORIAL DAY.


Before another issue of the
Herald reaches our readers, the
sweetest, saddest holiday in the
American calendar of holidays will
have slipped past the boundary line
that divides the eternity future
from the eternity past.
In it's observance it is we'll for us
to remember that the mounds that
cover the sacred dust of heroes that
we so tenderly deck with garlands,
are constantly increasing and that
the white haired veterans who were
their comrades in arms, who march
at the fright of the line" are
rapidly decreasing as the years 60
by.
1t is well for US, at this time, to
bear in mind the magnitude of the
principles for which these brave
men, living and dead, fought to
maintain and the influence those
principles have had over the des-
TIMES of men.
1t is we'll for US to remember
that the concentrated venom of
Tyranny and the malevolent hate
of Oppression for the claims of
Freedom and the demands of Lib
erty, that had accumulated in the
passing centuries since first the
fight of time began, although they
knew it not, were centred in the
ranks OF those who battled under
the standard of secession and that
the triumph of Slavery's champions
would have meant the triumph of
the advocates of bondage in every
spot in the universe where grass
grows and water runs. That the
victory of the warriors who fought
under the starry banner of the tree,
was victory for those who loved
the rights of humanity in every
part of the universe, where the
children of men breathed the air
of heaven.
1t is we'll for US to remember that
every trace of sectional hate, parti-
san bitterness and internecine rancor
have long since disappeared from
the minds and hearts of those who
fought in the open; they only think
of each other as brave men who
endured the same hardships, the
same dangers and the same suffer
ings.
1t is well to remember that the
broad, deep chasm, the sides of
which dripped human gore, whose
murky waters were black with hate,
which at one time divided the ma
ton into two hostile camps, the
occupants of which sought each
others lives, has been bridged over
with everlasting arches of steel
resting upon the foundation of the
ever-enduring granite of friendship,
and the Unreasonable strength of
the whole magnificent structure
skillfully concealed by the beautiful
blossoms of mutual regard and
warmest affection, and in the newer,
grander, broader national life born
in battle-smoke and nourished on
the blood red breast of war there is
no sectional division in this re-
public, no north, south, east or
west, but just one nation of common
hopes, common aspirations and
common glory.
1t is we'll to remember on
Memorial Day that the myriad hosts
that once wore the blue, and the
myriad hosts that once wore the
gray, who now answer the roll call
of angel sergeants, clad in the spot
less uniforms of paradise, assemble
under their old battle leaders, under
the milk-white banner of the Prince
of Peace, and from the shadowy
battlements of heaven, gaze with
love unutterable and joy indescrib-
able, upon their old companions,
while they strew the emblemetical
bloom of springtime over the
graves where lie the Wondering
dust that once encased the freed
spirits that now march and counter
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