The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1912-09-21

sands of us, the memory runs back,
You know it is a day of old recollec-
tons, and the Celt thinks first of the
old cottage where he was born, of the
hillside where he played, of the old
school house, and of the old chapel
where father and mother and sister
and brother knelt in the long ago. and
the churchyard grown green with
moss that covers the graves of the
ancestors of thousand years.
A Land Famous in Every Age and
Cline.
All these things come before us to-
night, and then there come the forms
and faces of the long ago, of those
other great giants of intellect and
soul that made that land famous in
every age and in every cline. the
poets, the scholars, the orators. the
statesmen, the soldiers. the sages.
marching along in stately procession,
the heroes of the race.
Time will not permit q reference
to these, but l want to call your at
tention to the fact that not upon his
tory's pages are written the names of
all the heroes Of that land. I think
the great heroes of Ireland are the
fathers and mothers who after the
struggle for liberty for SO many, many
generations, after the battle had been
SO often fought and lost, when pow
erty compelled them to yield, sat
down by the old hearthstone and bade
goodbye to the children of their
hearts and sent them out across the
! waters seeking the freedom which they
| could not have at home.
Irish Emisrants Helped to Found The
United States.
How the heart-strings were torn rs
they said, Goodbye, God bless you";
as they left the old hearthstone never
never to return. And those who bade
them goodbye, the children Of those
who came out upon the stormy wat
els, without friends and without
money, who came to these shores of
ours. facing the world with nothing
but their strong arms and noble
hearts to help lay the foundation OF
a Republic and to build homes for
their children and give them oppor-
tunities that they themselves never
had.
! 1t takes hero to face the world
IKE that. And they came by the
thousands and the hundreds of thou
ss'nos' the fathers and mothers Of the
present race, many Of them dead and
gone long ago, lying out in Gods
acres, as true heroes as ever stood
before the lannon's mouth. When
they came they did not forget the old
land. They went out upon the rail-
roads; they barred their arms and
bowed their backs to the heaviest
to'l, out they did not complain-pe-
cause they were breathing the air of
freedom. 49, ,a.
They worked for pittance, but of
that pittance they sent back across
the waters share to the old. horne.
and the servant girls, God bless the,,
they came out here from that little
isle and faced the world honestly and
with modesty and made the hest
mothers that the world ever saw. Out
OF their weekly wage they We're will
ing to send some of it across the wa
tiers to those they left behind.
They always had something to send
pack to help carry on the fight for
the liberty Of the old land. And manv
OF them have made the fight and laid
down In the last long sleep. Manv
OF them have handed down to their
chiloren as great love for the old
land as If they had been born nm ITO
green hlllsides; but all Of them can
feJolce today, those left behind and
those In this land, as they begin IN
realize that their dreams NAV come
true and that the homes OF their
chlldhood at last may be free.
A Splendid Picture of Patriotic
Devotion.
AS We look over this splendid pic
ture OF patriotic devotion, this great
procession Of men who hewed down
the forest to build up their homes
who worked in the mines and estah-
lished their homes out here on the
great western prairies, as we think
of the sacrifices they made, as we look
back over the centuries along the
passing line of that great people, wa
stop a moment to contemplate the
things in them which made them
great, which made them endure the
fortunes and the sorrows which made
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