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Suwannee Democrat. (Live Oak, Fla.) 1897-current, 1909-09-17

Live Oak viii entertain the COnfed-
crate Veterans next month. They will
find a hOspitable people and an attrse-
tive Own.-Tampa Times.
Suwannee Democrat. (Live Oak, Fla.) 1897-current, 1909-09-17
Advertising is an investment.

Bring up your boy in the way he
should go and you need have no fear
that he will ever be a member Of the
legislature. Orlando Sentinel.
Suwannee Democrat. (Live Oak, Fla.) 1897-current, 1909-09-17

Palm Beach county has something
more than any other county in the state
a regularly organized Republican party.
Dr.. H, c. Hood is chairman and G.
Skipper is secretary.
Suwannee Democrat. (Live Oak, Fla.) 1897-current, 1909-09-17

Lake City is to have a cotton oil mill
plant in full operation within 30 days.
Rail- for that enterpflsing city.
Suwannee Democrat. (Live Oak, Fla.) 1897-current, 1909-09-17

The cornerstone of the new court
house Of St. Luele county was laid on
the 9TH by the Masonic fraternity.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
likes the F1orida csaanx.

Comrade z. Barager, of Co. 4, 1911
Iowa, writes to have his National Trib-
une changed from Weiser, Idaho, tc
Kissimmee. where he will live until he
builds himself q home at St. Cloud
where he hopes to spend his last days
with the hundreds of the old comrade:
who will make up the majority of resi-.
dents. Among other things he says
There has been great change ir
Jacksonville in the As years since was
there. an escaped prisoner from An
dersonville. The present visit was un-
der quite different auspices than the
weary tramp of years ago from the
prison pen to what Is now a beautiful
city. Then the blight of war was upon
the land. Now peace has spread its
wings, and there is peace and comfort
and safety for the men Of the North.
need not go into particulars regard
Ing the locality where you have so
wisely established a colony for the old
boys. who must as time goes by extend
constant thankfulness to you. Here is
genial climate, and every day Is a
benediction. Your representative, Mr..
Moore, took party of us to the colony
land. and it Is certainly fine. Just as
soon as things get going, as they will
this Fall and Winter, st. Cloud is going
to be splendid community. The town
site is all surveyed and the men are
now busy laying out the farm tracts.
Hasten the day when the comrades and
their families are here and living as
they can live, where flowers bloom all
the year round and ripe fruit picked
from the trees every day from Jan. 1
to Dec. 3D.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
A PRACTICAL REFORAIER.

COmrade Brush, Who Is Known as the
"RefOrm and Fearless Mayor of
Mount Vernon"
A great deal of excitement exists in
New York political circles over the an
nounced purpose of Gov. Hughes to ap-
point DR.. Edward F. Brush. of Mount
Vernon, as Sheriff of Westchester
County. He is wealthy kumyss manu-
facturer, and has served three times as
Mayor Of Mount Vernon. He was elect
ed twice as Republican and the third
time as the peoples choice" He fought
to a successful finish both the Repub-
lican and Democratic managers, and
was elected as an independent. 1t Is
estimated that he spent close on to
900 of his own money in trying to
purify Westchester County politics, and
especially those of Mount Vernon, and
the papers say that he has done more
than any dozen men in the County
combined for the peoples interests. He
did this unselfishly and from the high
est public spirit, expecting no reward.
and had apparently retired permanent
ly from public life when this announce
ment of Gov. Hughes's intention stirred
up the politicians generally.
L DR.. Brush was elected Mayor in 1892.
Mount Vernon, which had just become
city, was bankrupt and owed $780,
600. In order that it might continue
to conduct business, DR.. Brush person
ally guaranteed all debts incurred, and
went so far as to draw his personal
The National tribune., 1909-05-27

check to pay the members of the Po-
lice Department for the first year. When
he went out of Office at the close of his
second term the city had not only paid
off its Indebtedness, but had balance
in its treasury. He had, however, in
CURED the enmity OF both parties by
his refusal to allow them to run the
city offices In the interest of their ad-
herents His last canvass for the May
orally was a very spectacular affair,
with the women of the town taking a
deep interest. Loyalty to Mount Ver-
non" was the campaign slogan, and
DIR. Brush's only speech when 1t was
announced that he was reelected was:
Again I reiterate my pledge to give
the people of Mount Vernon what they
want and what they pay for" The
best women of the town turned out on
the night of his election, and hired a
coach, to which eight white horses were
hitched, with white harness and white
silk ribbons for reins. In this Dr. Brush
was driven thru the streets, followed by
thousands Of citizens.
DR.. Brush served as an enlisted man
in the 18th Me-, fighting regiment,
which lost 181 killed. Out of a total
enrolment Of 1907 Its total of killed
and wounded was 75S and 76 died in
Confederate prisons. DIR. Brush Is an
active and earnest G. A. r. man and
member OF Farnsworth Post, and was
one Of the party which came on to
Washington to install President Taft a.
member OF the Associate Society.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
Wilson's Raid.

A bugle call at Selmai
Yes, Wilson Is at Selma
Bright. jaunty. gay, he spurs his gray
And heads our van to Selma.
Down: down the pike to Selma,
Our charge sweeps on TO Selma
Mad shells now fly and soldiers die;
Red is the road to Selma.
But Forrest is in Selma,
Fierce Forrest is in Selma;
'Tis victory where'er he be.
And hope is high in Selma.
Still Wilson leads to Selma,
He cheers US on to Selma;
The gray is down and Wilson's down,
Yet waves us on to Selma.
"A cheer goes up from Selma,
At Wilson's fall at Selma;
He mounts again and spurs again
His bloody gray toward Selma.
Up to the gates Of Selma.
On thru the gates of Selmai
Our steel meets steel, the foemen
wheel
And Wilson sweeps thru Selmaf =,
And Forrest fees from Selma W
All bleeding fees from Selma
While Wilson's fame and Wilson's
Are writ in fame 1t Selma.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
Deaths i, orcutt Post. KaIamazoo

Editor National Tribune: Kindly
publish deaths of comrades of Orcutt
Post, Kalamazoo, Mich, as follows:
VIM. M. Woodward. aged &c; born a!
Saratoga, N Y; enlisted Sept. 2, 1861,
private, Co. F, Sd Mich. Cav; dis.
charged Sept II. 1864, Lieutenant, Co
l, Sd Mich. Cav; died Jan. 81, 1903.
S. N. Van Fleet, SIS years old; died
March 8. 1909; enlisted Aug. 1, 1861;
discharged Feb. IL, 1862, Co. H, 44tf,
Ill.
Abner Green. died March 2s, 1909:
enlisted Aug. Is, 1864, Co. G, 18th N
Y. Engineers.
Thomas B. Close, died April 21, 1909:
enlisted July 80, 1864, Co. /, list N. Y:
discharged July 80, 1864.
:. M. Rankin, Sc years old, died April
z, 1903; enlisted Jan. 8, 1865; Assistant
surgeon, 11th Pa; discharged July II.
1865; late residence, Richland, Mich.
Merritt n. Cleveland. aged 64: died
april 22, 1909; enlisted Feb. 13, 1864:
1865. 10
All were comrades of Orcutt Post
u. W. Tuttle, Adjutant.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
His Mothers Flag.
(Original.)

(Original.)
BY Hattie Horner Louthan
THAT Flag-our Flag-we must keep
1t flying,
Tho hearts at home are in sorrow sigh
ing,
For the Cause of Man to our swords is
crying"
The speaker stood where the sunshine
beaming
Fell full on the banner above him
streaming,
As he made his plea, not to be resisted,
On the brave, bright day when our boys
enlisted.
"A homemade Flag" smiled my boy
at parting,
Smiled. while about him the tears were
starting,
Our colors fair will the Spring be
blending.
For red. the rose from your lattice
bending,
For white will the clover bloom be
And always the blue of the peaceful
Heaven"
KILLED in charge" No last word
spoken.
No loving glance, nor a farewell token
I can see thru my tears that are ever
howinR
The red. red rose at my window blow
Ing,
The white of the bloom on the thick
sown clover,
And the blue of the sky that is bending
over.
A death-made Flag. 10! the West is
bringing,
Red are the tides from the true hearts
springing.
White are the faces the trenches cover
And blue 10 the sky that Is STOPPING
over.
But the Fiag-our Flag-we must keep
It flying,
Tho out in the fields lie the brave ones
dying,
And hearts at home are n anguish
cryingJ
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
The Unknown Dead.

(Original)
BY Elizabeth Robbins Berry.
Above their rest there is no sound Of
weeping,
Only the voice of songbirds thrills
the air;
Unknown their graves, yet they are in
There are none missing" from His
tender care.
He knows each hallowed mound. and
at His pleasure
Marshals the sentinels Of earth and
sky;
Ger their repose kind Nature heaps her
treasure,
Famed by soft winds which round
them gently sigh.
Bravely they laid their all upon the
altar,
Counting as naught the sacrifice and
pain.
Theirs but to do and die without fall
Ours to enjoy the victory and the
gain.
They are not lost; that only which was
mortal
Lies meath the turf o'erarched by
Southern skies;
Deathless they wait beyond the heaven
ly portal,
In that fair land where valor never
dies.
In the great heart of coming genera
tions,
Their fame shall live, their glory
never cease;
Even when comes to all earth's troubled
Nations
Gods perfect gift of universal peace.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
The Greatest Candle.

The largest candle ever manufactured
is to be put up before the shrine at the
birthplace of Joseph Petrosino, in Italy.
Ii Will be remembered that Petrosino
was the Lieutenant of the New York
Police who had brought down on him
the enmity of the Malta rascals by his
courage and persistence in bringing
into the penitentiary the Black Hand
murderers and blackmailers. The can
die Is nine feet high, three and one
half feet in circumference, and weighs
17S pounds. 1t is made of Austrian
beeswax, covered with 14-carat gold
leaf, cost $40O, and is expected to burn
four years and seven months.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
Save the State.
(Original.)


Safe be our Western land
From foes on every hand,
Safe be the land;
So shall 1t ever be,
On land and on the sea,
The Home of Liberty-So shall it be!
Safe be our noble State
From every evil fate,
Safe be the State;
And safe the men that be
At toll by land or sea,
That every harm may fee--So let II be!
Safe be he who wears the Blue,
That they to land be true.
Safe be the Blue;
That all its history
One page of glory be,
BY land I'd on the sea-So may it be!
Safe be our every home,
Or dangers go, or come,
Safe be the home;
And let 1t ever be
From all .eproaches free,
In truth and purity-So may 1t bel
Safe be our childhood's school,
Wide let its blessings rule,
Safe be the school;
High let Old Glory be,
That every eye may see
This emblem Of the free-So let It be!
Safe be our rulers, all;
That none from duty fall;
Safe be they all:
And let our people be
A Nation wise and free,
On land and ON the sea--So shall 1t be!
-R. w. L.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
Cover Them Over with Flowers.

Cover them over with flow'rs;
The choicest of natures store
Are not too choice for our soldier boys
Sleeping to wake no more.
Honor the country they loved,
Honor the colors thatcwaye o.
Over the Union our soldier boys
Parted with life to save. Z
Ever their mem'ry hold dear,
Ever their praises sings ~
Ever the graves of our soldier boys
Deck with the blossoms of Spring.
@ Ei Isl -.
Over them carol of birdaf IA
Flicker of sunlight andsshade:
Peace to thee, soldier 1hoys;es
Rest thou in peace; II 10
Ne'er shall thy laurels fade.sn -
The National tribune., 1909-05-27

| They fought with dogged Grant a
| Donelson,
And showed the world that they were
true as steel;
An unconditional surrender won,
And fired anew the North with pa
triot zeal.
On Shiloh's field they fought a bloody
fight,
And once it seemed the Blue had met
defeat;
But plans were laid, as passed the hours
of night,
Whereby the Gray was forced into
retreat.
In both assault and siege their grit was
AT Vicksburg. fortified and guarded
we'll;
But enemies and hardships they detied,
And pressed the siege until the city
fell.
They charged with Hooker up befogged
Lookout,
And stormed above the clouds the
rebel lines;
On Missionary Ridge put Bragg to rout,
And overturned his deep. well-laid
designs.
At awful Gettysburg they fought with
Meade
Against the courtiy Lee, both shrewd
and brave;
Withstood the men who followed Pick.
ett's lead,
And to the Stars and Stripes new
glories gave.
They, from Atlanta, drove the daring
Hood,
M valo rfnI
And tho but few. believed they could CT
They marched in splendid triumph
to the sea.
The Monitor in Hampton Roads they
manned;
They fought with Farragut in Mobile
Bay;
And On the sea as well as on the land
They proved themselves our coun-
try's strength and stay.
At Petersburg. fearful, bloody field,
They broke old Richmond's rim Of
iron" so strong; ,-t=e--
A few more days and Lee was forced
to yield.
Then theirs the victor's need and
yictor's song.
And now as they, to those who with
them fought,
Their gen'rous heart and floral trib-
utes pay,
They shame the selfish throngs who
think of naught
But gain or pleasure on Memorial
Day.
From wrecks of Nations gone those
threngs should learn
That modern Nations will themselves
dethrone.
II they forget their civic DUTIES stern
And seek to live by gold and play
alone.
And that essential lesson must be
taught.
And loyal hearts to duty's call give
heed,
Or rights and Flag for which our faith
ers fought
Will all be lost in selfishness and
greed.
To save from such a fate our favored
land
Memorial Days should serve to keep
US true
To those enduring fundamentals grand
Embodied in our Red and White and
Blue.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
His Work Is Done.

His Work Is Done.
Close his eyes, his work Is done!
What to him is friend or foeman,
Rise of moon, or set of sun.
Hind of man or kiss of woman?
Fold him in his country's stars,
Roll the drum and fire the volley!
What to him are all the wars?
What but death be mocking folly?
Leave him to Gcd's watching eye,
Trust him to the hand that made him
Mortal love weeps idly by;
God alone has power to aid him.
Lay him low, lay him low,
In the clover or the snow;
What cares he? He cannot know;
Lay him low.
BY George H. Boxer.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
My Father Was absoldier.

E. See! There eynSome,;I - ~,
sur With fife and drHm. o., 5.,.,.s.
Led by hero. silver-g5ay: be-esSe -
Somehow I'm proud .sna, "a,
OF this grim crowd s-a,
My father was q soldier. ga - j..
Cant take the time to march," you
say.
I'm sorry. boys.
You'll miss the joys
That fill my heart this sad, sweet May.
49, Perhaps ], too, ~ ,t
Would feel as you, =
Had not my father beer a. soldier.
'"The cemetery road is long?"
s, But not as far -, ,., ,.n..
The windings are, 49,.
As once these brave men marched with
song.
] know 1t well;
I've heard them tell, z,.
My father was a soldier.
This Spring day may be chill or hot
The heat and damp
OF trench and camp
Have ever been the soldiers lot.
If so. what then? 80 nj
Let us be men!
My father was soldier.
'Twould seem, think, to one who gave
This day to sport 80, = ~
OF any sort,
Like trampling on his fathers grave.
I'd feel II So
But, then. you know,
My father was soldier.
There dawns no holier day than this:
The very air
Breathes out prayer.
AS sacred as mothers kiss;
If as I feel
I'd act, I'd kneel-
My father was soldier,
How strange the world forgets so soon!
The Nations night
Fades in the light
OF our resplendent prosperous noon.
Eternal shame
On our fair fame
If we despise our blood-bought boon!
1t seems not long ago. the day
His regiment,
All hearts intent.
Marched, colors flying down the way.
Scarcely an eye
From tears was dry
He never asked II 1t would pay.
oh, boys! is not the Flag the same?
Is not "Old Glory" still its name?
Have patriot hearts now ceased to beat
Is freedoms breath no longer sweet?
Are Shiloh. Henry, Dons}sOne5
Antietam, Vicksburg, which they won,
Mere names expressing only sound?
Are they not rather hallowdd ground +?
Is Lookout Mountains cloud-capped
crest iTUss
An idle fancy. like the, restpe
T..
The vision of Summers dfkam?
No, boys; the witnessesJ n refthere-
The scar, the crutch. the deafened ear,
The empty sleeve, the sightfess eye,
The memories that cauI{ot die.
Beneath unnumbered hfllotks low,
Like sleeping comrades, 1rowI on row.
Yon hero dead In patience wait
Our coming. be 1t soonIor late.
Wen aowses strew their graves with rarest
Fresh sprfnging as this love of ours.
Our country's Flag within the sod
wen pant TIL sounds the trump OF
Oh, boys. 'tis nought what others do;
Long as live
This day I'll give
To service for the men In b,uet-
My father was a soldier.
by VIM. B. Norton, Phi. d.
Strew loving offerings Ger the brave,
Their country's Joy, their country's
pride.
For us their precious lives they gave,
For Freedoms sacred cause they
Long, where on glory,s fields they fell,
May Freedoms spotless banner wave,
And fragrant tributes grateful tell
Where live the free, where sleep the
brave.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
A Good Home for Someone.

v. A. Menuez, Superintendent of the
National Cemetery, Fort Leavenworth,
Kan, says that he and his wife can
give good home to veterans daugh-
ter, with fair wages. There is none in
the family but himself and wife, He is
CT years of age, and served in the esd
Ohio. His wife is 20 years younger, but
not strong.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
HISTORIC POSTAL CARDS.

Fine and Artistic John Brown Series
iHE NATIONAL tribune has published highly interesting
series OF postal cards relating to the John Brown raid
of these and they give:
photograph John Broon eh atproysd fomy
a 0reo0 OF the Court House he 7vas tried
HGpers Ferry
John Brouns Tdnnery lit Pennsylvania
:. The jail :n 5Vhiek he confined.
,a John BYoun's Home at North Elba N. Y
The Kennedy House Maryland ohe Bron forces
and from z0hich he started upon his raid.
sieaO the lonely bayng ground ohe Broans companion,
inferred.
The Fort Harpes Ferry his last stand
The at North Eba aUhere BYons ous Inferred and
the of BrosVHs trial at Charlestoscm 80
These executed in the most artistic printed in natural
coors, making beautiful
history On the back of each card legend giving brief
the essential facts They make invaluable collection
pictures ana acceptable presents friends. &.
Price cents with The National Tribune year. $1oo
THE NATIONAL TRIBUNE, WASHINGTON, D. c.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
The Bivouac Of the Blue.
(Original.)
BY T. c, Harbaugh.

1
Bring the flowers of the meadows AM
the blossoms Of the void,
The red rose and the lily with its hid
den heart of gold;
Twine the laurel and the cedar In
deathless wreath to-day
For those who camp beneath the pine
from mount to oceans spray;
No more they dream of battle, they wh'
breasted it Of yore,
For them no drums are beaten and th'
bugle's trill is Ger;
Comrades yet, they're camping eVel
| where the rivers seek the sea,
Beneath the fairest Flag that waves
the banner of the free!
Fair Nav has gemmed their battlefields
| with roses white and red,
And daisies nod before the winds where
hero blood was shed;
| The ring-dove woos his gentle mate be-
meath the Southern pines,
| And violets hide the cannon ruts where
stood the battle lines;
Peace hides the olden battle plains with
her immortal wings,
And on the ivied fortress walls to-day
the linnet sings;
Ais quiet now at Arlington, above Po-
tomac's tide,
And deep in Chickamauga's wood the
rabbits sport and hide.
No bugler stands upon the hill to call
them to the fray;
No longer on the picket post they watch
the hosts in gray;
The sounds of carnage rouse them not,
for them no sabers gleam;
For them no charge upon the plain, no
dash across the stream;
In glory's bivouac to-day in silence they
repose,
While DER the land doth gently fall the
tribute Of the rose;
Their names are carved on Honor
shield; the land will ne'er forget
The men who welded for her sake the
sword and bayonet.
Remember. too. the missing brave who
camp, unknown, afar
Beneath the boisterous ocean wave
where shines the tropic star,
Or in the tangled thicket where the
Shiny serpents hiss,
Far from the lips that gave them loves
ecstatic, farewell kiss;
On them to-day no love glance falls, on
them no bloom is shed;
They camp unseen, unknown to all
the Nations hero dead,
Beneath the bending skies of May, be-
meath the hoary tree,
Where the rivers in their beauty seek
the ever-shadeless sea.
Come. then, with Natures treasures to
the bivouac of the Blue;
Recrown Columbia's hero sons. the
young, the brave, the true;
Give them of loves sweet largess all
hearts will can bestow;
Remember that they faltered not be-
for valiant foe;
They marched beneath Old Glory when
the drums of battle beat,
Heroic on the fire-swept line, defiant in
retreat;
But in the silent camps to-day they
take a soldiers rest,
The sacred soil of Freedom lying softly
on each breast.
Aye, strew them Ger with lily fair, with
violet and rose,
Bring wreaths of love and beauty to the
spot where they repose;
May gives her fragile blossoms to the
valiant and the true,
And Glory stands sentinel before the
camps of Blue.
Each sleeper won the guerdon fair of
everlasting fame,
Wherc in their faces flashed Of yore
the battles lurid flame; 80
Forget not one who: aslumbers in the
silent camps to-day,
But give to all with gratitude the God
kissed bloom of May.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27

Let our children know the names
and deeds Of the men who preserved
the Union; let piety and patriotism
sweetly unite in forming the character
OF our children that we may have a
race Of loyal and noble Americans to
carry forward the triumps of liberty
after those who won 1t have gone to
their reward.
The National tribune., 1909-05-27
Third Division, Second Corps (Gen.
Alex Hays), at Gettysburg

Editor National Tribune: It is sug-
sested there be placed a monument to
Victory on the position held by this
command at Gettysburg. Will the
proper party of any of the following in
fantry regiments. 1st Del, 4th Ohio. sth
Ohio 7th w. Va, 10th N. Y. (bat-
talion), 18th N. J., 14th Conn, 18th
Ind, seth N Y, 10Stk n. Y, 111th N
Y, 125th N. Y. and 126th N. Y.) write
to me with this object in view? was
personal Aid-de-Camp to Gen. Alex
Hays.-David Shields, Shields P. o.
Allegheny Co., Pa.