The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1912-05-31

Even should the men of tomorrow,
heartless. forget the story and
fail to pass 1t on, yet would these
stones, broken perhaps and buried,
sometime tell the story to ages of
men unborn.
Antony once stood before the men
of Rome and pied for great dead
! Caesar
II tell you that which you your
selves do know;
Show you sweet Caesars wounds,
poor, poor dumb mouths,
And bid them speak for me: but
were | Brutus,
And Brutus Antony, there were an
Antony
Would ruffle up your spirits, and
put a tongue
In every wound of Caesar, that
should move
The stones of Rome to rise and
mutiny."
And so | point you to-day to the
dear wounds of those who fought
land bled for freedom and humanity;
| call to your remembrance the suf-
ferings of unfortunate victims of
Southern prisons, the pathos of un-
seen deaths upon fields of battle
where the sad night has succeeded
to the glare of day. l point you to
the sufferings of those whose lives
were spared for suffering. Yea, in
every wound would | put a tongue
that should move the very stones to
rise up and tell the story whenever
men shall forget.
All! yes the stones of more
eternal state than ancient Rome
which crumbled and fell shall tell
this story. Down through more
ages shall it go than ever the bat
ties of Egypt and Chaldaea, or the
struggles of mighty Assyrian kings
But never, my fellow-citizens, will
it be left to the cold stones to tell
that story. On the living tablets of
grateful hearts will it be engraved;
and the record will never be wiped
out while men of our race shall
live nobly, reaping the benefits of
the sacrifices which on this day we
are commemorating
But, men of Wayne county, the
story will unworthily be handed
down to our chldrens children, it
will have hollow sound as from
hypocritical hearts, unless in our
acts as citizens of this nation we
shall continue the noble traditions
Of those whom we delight to honor.
Strip from their blessed memory
every vestige of false sentiment,
pare from it the accretions of all the
facile eloquence of unfeeling souls,
and you will still have left a home
= ly, unvarnished tale of sacrifice
} Men were willing to go to war know
: ing that war meant possible death.
+ They were willing to leave happy
} homes and those they loved, with
the strong likelihood that they
, would neyer see them more. They
: did it not for their own good alone
; or at all, not for their worldly ad-
vantages, but in devotion to prin-
, ciple, in furtherance of the plans of
the Almighty for the advancement
of the race. They were worthy
s. spiritual some of Him who hung
| upon Calvary's Cross that men might
have more abundant life. In the
battles of peace and in the perform
ance of our everyday duties of citi-
) zenship let us send forth in warmer
tones than the dull cold stones pa
= triotism's deathless story. Let ii
! ring from the pavements of our
l streets, from the walls of our fac
( tories, the floors of our offices, let il
burn brightly in cracking, cheering
= flame on the hearths of our homes
3 Let our children learn we'll the
: story, that it be not forgot. May
3 the heavenly Father bless our land
r with the remembered story lived in
l grateful lives.
Charles p. Searle's Address ON the
q "Unknown Dead"
r We are here assembled to render
e homage to our distinguished dead
0 Those who with quick step anC
q heaven-sent patriotism marched t
e the front in 81 and offered up theil
n lives in defense of the great princi
q Piles of freedom and equality. 1t II
b with the lapse of years that rea
: men are discovered and their wortl
S impartially weighed.
s Then 1t is that history write
o their true rank and honor in tn,
golden letters of undying fame. 81
e it is with our heroes, the living ant
o the dead To-day this nation of our
+ appreciates as never before tn
n tremendous debt of eternal gratitud,
:, which we of the present and thos
:, of posterity, owe ts those gallan
d comrades who marched on the fielt
s of battle with the noblest-with tn,
: grandest army that ever shook tn
T earth with its mighty tread.
!, Those men who marched toward
n death for cause, WHO charged tn
u enemy amid the roar of battle, VIII,
Q heard shrieks of the shell, the whis
d tie of the mini bullets, the groan
= of the dying, the rebel yell and tina
% Union cheer of victory. To-day W
/! decorate their graves with flower
q and with the flag which they love
so we'll. And while doing so W
y must not forget those whose las
u resting place is lost upon this cart
u forever.
l. Thousands upon thousands o
/ wives and mothers, sisters AM
sweethearts kissed their loved one
n goodbye as they marched to tn
Ie front and never saw them again i
q life or in death. They never kne'
n where that last resting place wai
e They only knew that at Shilo, a
d Gettysburg, at the Wilderness or be
4 fore Richmond that their son, thei
,e husband, their brother or thei