The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1909-05-31

wheat fields had been obliterated. the
orchards shot away. We listen. and
above the cry Of the wounded and the
dying, We head Grants guns at Vicks-
burg. Vicksburg has fallen. The
mighty River gate of the Confederacy
has been broken open. We look. and
We see Lees army, with its broken
columns. its shattered regiments, with
their faces toward the South. We see
! it cross the Potomac. never to return.
The ever narrowing circle Of doom is
| closing in. We are with Grant in the
wilderness Richmond is in sight.
Again there's hurrying to and fro.
The tragedy is at an end. for we be-
hold the huge carcass of Secession
and human slavery cast upon the
banks of Appomatox, never to rise
again.
Fold up the banners. smelt the guns,
Love rules. her gentle purpose runs.
mighty mother turns in tears
The pages of her battle years
Lamenting all the fallen sons"
Abraham Lincoln.
Lest We forget, there's one name 80
linked with yours that we must not
pass it by-your commander in chief,
the army and navy's pride, Abraham
Lincoln. He was closer than a broth
err to each one of you. Into his sad
face, the Nation. with all it's people.
looked and never had cause to turn
away in shame. But with renewed
courage took up the battle Of life.
Some one has said of Lincoln:
Each year brings forth its millions,
but how long,
THE tide of generations shall roll
on"
And not the whole combined and
countless throng
Compose a mind and heart like
! thine"
And Maurice Thompson, who fought
| on the side of the South, In his immor-
tai poem, says:
"Oh for a voice Of boundless melody,
A voice to fell Heavens hollow to the
brim
With one brave burst Of song.
Nobler than the tempest, mightier
than the sea.
That I might lend it to a song of him
Who was the North. the South, the
East, the West,
one.
There was no section that he held the
best. ....
His love shone as impartial as the
| sun,
And so revenge appealed to him in
| vain,
He put it from him as a thing
forlorn,
And rose and stood a moments space
! in pain, -....
Remembering the prairies and the
| corn,
And the glad voices of the field and
and wood.
And then. when peace set wing upon
| the wind.
And northward flying famed the
clouds of war away,
He passed as martyrs pass.
All! Who can find the cord to sound
| the pathos of that day,
Mid April, blowing sweet across the
| land.
New bloom Of freedom opening to the
| world,
Loud poems of the homeward looking
| hosts
The salutations grand from grimy
guns,
The tattered flags unfirled.
And he must sleep to all the glory
lost"
Oh Lincoln, mighty honest Abe.
Who watched the bristling battlements
Where warriors fought with all their
| strength,
That freedoms flag might float above
the Capitol,
That Liberty. might not a Saying be-
But a song to cheer the Nations yet
This coodIy Land Of Ours.
Citizens of the Republic. this goodly
land of ours though planted in the
wild has been made. by the unselfish
sacrifices of its men and women, into
a later Eden. There's not a single
inch Of earth within its bounds but II
q slaves foot presses, sets him free.
Here 1t 10 written:
Toll shall have its wage. and honor,
! honor,
And the humblest man stands level
with the highest in the Law.
For such q land AZ this. have men in
dungeons dreamed
And with that hope still Frightening
/ in their eyes
Gone smiling to the faggot and the
sword"
! And yet! Fair Columbia. Il II well
to leave our gates unguarded? And
let our cities become the prey Of the
spoilers hand? Nay, rather let M do
~ our fore-bearers have done. Let
us bravely meet the contest 1t the bal
lot box and on the battle field. II We
have courage and are loyal 10 our