The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1907-05-30

lips the spirit of peace, equality,
fraternity, and unity among all his
countrymen. Is it any wonder that
the spirit of the great commanders
was contagious and worked equally
in the hearts of their followers? That
the Yankee soldiers opened their we'll
filled haversacks and divided rations
with the starving Johnnies; and when
General Joshua L. Chamberlain of
Maine called his command into line
and saluted the Confederates at a
present arms as they filed by, a final
and fitting tribute of northern
chivalry to southern courage, that
briny tears ran down the haggard and
tanned faces of the starving Confeder-
ates."
One of the most blessed and signifi-
cant deeds of recent times is the ap-
preparation by congress of a sum of
money sufficient to care for the graves
of the Confederate dead. This is but
further evidence of the spirit I know
exists between the two great armies.
For have addressed them, the Blues
and the Grays, sitting together in the
church of God in harmony and peace
and afterward went to dinner with an
old Confederate officer. have Toasted
with them at one hospitable board the
Blues and the Grays together. I have
marched with them over the southern
lands to their cemetery where the
Grays outnumber the Blues and they
decorated all alike and there was no
Blue and no Gray but all were one.
We placed over them one flag signify
ing
Zone land, one heart, one hand, one
nation evermOre.
The grandest sight I ever saw-at
once most thrilling and full of pathos
was the review last summer of all that
was left of the Grand Army of the Re-
public. Why? I cannot tell. There
came thrills upon thrills from head to
foot and to fingers ends, and thoughts
with tears I could not keep back. I
saw them marching, marching, march,
ing onl I remembered that forty-6ve
years ago they were young men, the
very flower and strength of our young
Republic. Young hands held those
flag stats and standards, young men
rode horses they have long outlived,
young men were behind the guns that
have long since been turned into
plow-shares and pruning-hooks.
These of all that company still remain.
But they are passing on. AS they
said of Washington, "the Friend of
Liberty is no more" we have had to
say, one by one, of our later heroes.
The immortal Lincoln is no more.
Grant, the man of peace, is no more!
The superb and tranquil Lee is no
more! Far-famed Sherman and
gallant Gordon are no more! And
even as I look there dashed up the
line the Red Cross corps and I knew
that some in that heroic line would
never pass the reviewing stand. They
were marching on, from dusty pave
ment to "golden Streets" from the
glories of earth to the glories OF
heaven, to the grand review before the
King of Kings.
God grant that the mantle of their
heroic sacrifice may fall upon their
children, that their love of country and
love of man and their spirit of noble
fidelity to duty at whatever cost may
'fan in their childrens' hearts" the
burning love of liberty.
At the conclusion of the ceremonies
in the Methodist church column was
formed as follows:
R. E. Jones' Drum Corps.
Company G., M NJ G..
Wallace 7. Rines Post l42, G. A. R.
Public Schools.
Citizens on Foot.
Citizens in Carriages
In this order the procession marched
to the cemetery, where the graves Of
the dead were strewn with flowers.
This ceremony concluded, the column
reformed and returned to the Armory
hall, where it disbanded.
MEMORIAL SERMON.
Rev. Swertfager Delivers Patriotic Adj
dress at Congregational Church.
The Congregational church was
thronged on Sunday morning by
those who assembled to honor the
memory of America IS soldier heroes
who have answered the last bugle
call. The members of Wallace T.
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