The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1909-06-24
John Cochran Chapter. D. A. R.

John Cochran Chapter. D. A. R.
Address of the Regent, Mrs. Edward Sibley.
Following is the address delivered
before John Cochran Chapter, D. A. R.,
on June 14th, by its newly elected regent,
Mrs. Edward Sibley.
FRIENDS AND FELLOW WORKERS. l
feel utterly unworthy of this honor you
have accorded me, incompetent to fill so
responsible position-ignorant, indeed,
of its duties. | shall often be obliged to
seek information and advice of your first
leader and help from you all. Will you
be generous and charitable? feel sure
you will be if your patience is not tired
too greatly, and my constant aim shall
be for the good of this society, that we
may profit in all our reading and study
and work in literary lines, that we may
extend the helping hand to those in need
and bring joy and blessing into their
lives.
Let us make a strenuous effort that
our society shall increase in numbers and
strength, that we shall instill patriotism
in the minds of the young by precept and
example Let us be intensely loyal to
our country and to those grand old sol
diers, our ancestors, who fought with in
domitable bravery for this fair land and
gave it to US as our heritage. Let us
teach our children and our children's
children to value it as a priceless inheri
lance. 1t seems to me the chief object
of our organization should be to
cultivate intense loyalty to our country,
to inculcate the deepest, most earnest
patriotism in the young. And patriotism
includes understanding more than
quicker heartbeat on seeing our beauti-
full flag or thrills of emotion on our ma
ton s holidays. 1t includes also an abid-
ing love and reverence and loyalty for
our free and united country, an earnest
resolution to work for her welfare in
| times of peace as well as war, to be law
abiding citizens. To be sure, we should
keep in loving remembrance our brave
forefathers who fought and died to Sc
cure to their descendants this great land
forget the soldiers of later time, our
secure to us an undivided country. Be-
cause of this, most sacred obligation is
laid upon US one and all. So let US work
these United States.
LEST WE FORGET
God of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-fung battle line,
Beneath whose awful Hand we hold,
Dominion over palm and pine
Lord God of Hosts, be with US yet,
Lest we forget-lest we forget
The tumult and the shouting dies,
The captains and the kings depart;
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and contrite heart,
Lord God of Hosts, be with US yet,
Lest we forget-lest we forget!
Far-called, our navies melt away;
On shore and headland sinks the fire;
Lo, all our pomp OF yesterday
Is one with Ninevah and Tyre
Judge of the Nations, spare US yet,
Lest we forget-lest we forget
If drunk with sight of power, We loose
Wild tongues that have not thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law,
Lord God of Hosts, be with US yet,
Lest we forget-lest we forget
We owe our Revolutionary ancestors
and the Veterans of the Civil War
debt which can never be paid. We must
take the places, mot in battle, not in
war; Of those who are so fast passing
away. We must stand in conflict with
sin, with drunkenness, with all law break
ing, with national wickedness in high
places as we'll as in low. We must wage
a constant warfare for good laws, for
upright government, for civic reform,
for righteousness.
Is not this true patriotism-an abiding
love for country that desires above all
its publication from evil, that prompts
US to give for this object, time and
strength without stint. 1t seems to me
that this should be the chief aim of this
neutrality-suspicious. in its highest,
broadcast, fullest sense. To attain this,
doubtless as first step, we do need the
lesser things. We ought to educate our
wavering steps in LIES path, to march
to lift their sweet childish voices in songs
of our country and its flag, to caress and
hold very precious the starry folds of
our flag. l wonder if every traveller in
foreign countries feels as did about our
national emblem. Once in Italy and
once again in France, those beautiful
colors, the red, white and blue, burst I'M
eXpectedly upon my gaze and seemed to
me the finest sight that had greeted my
eyes in all my travels amid the scenes Of
beauty aud grandeur in the old world.
So by all means teach the children to love
with all their hearts, the emblem Of these
United States, to become familiar with
the lives of our soldiers and the growth
of our nation. Did you read the touch
ing poem of Dennis Mccarthy in recent
Journal?
THE VETERANS.
Every year they're marching slower;
Every year they're STOPPING lower:
Every year the lifting music stirs the hearts of
older men;
Every year the flags above them
Seem to bend and bless and love them
AS if grieving for the future when they'll
never march again.
Every year that day draws nearer;
Every year the truth is clearer
That the men who saved the nation from the
severing fatal sword