Norwich bulletin., 1913-07-05

because we contend not with armies; but with municipalities and powers and W1ckedness in high places Are we content to lie still Does our union mean sympathy, our peace content ment, our vigour right action, our ma- turity self comprehension and a clear confidence in choosing what we shall do? War fitted us for action. and action never ceases.
 Every Day Something Must be Done.
 I have been chosen the leader of the Nation, 1 can not justify the choice by any qualities of my own. but so it has come about and here I stand. Whom do l command? The ghostly hosts who fought upon these battle fields long ago and are gone? These gallant gentlemen stricken in years whose fighting days are over, their glory won? What are the orders for them, and who rallies them? have in my mind another host, whom these set free of civil strife in order that I they might work out in days of peace and settled order the life of a great Nation. That host is the people them selves, the great and the small, with out class or difference of kind or race or origin; and undivided in interest, if we have but the vision to guide and direct them and order their lives alright in what we do. Our constitu- tions are their articles of enlistment. The orders of the day are the laws upon our statute books What we strive for is their freedom, their right to lift themselves from day to day and behold the things they have hoped for, and so make way for still better days for those whom they love who are to come after them. The recruits are the little children crowding In. The quartermaster's stores are in the mines and forests and fields. in the, shops and factories. Every day some thing must be done to~ push the cam paign forward; and it must be done by plan and with an eye to some great destiny.
 Do Not Put Uniforms By.
 How shall we hold such thoughts in our hearts and not be moved? I would not have you live even today wholly in the past, but would wish to stand with you in the light that streams upon us now out of that great day gone by. Here is the nation God has builded by our hands. What shall we do with it? Who stands ready to act again and always in the spirit of this day of reunion and hope and patriotic fervor? The day of our countrys life has but broadened into morning. Do not put uniforms by. Put the harness of the present on. Lift your eyes to the great tracts of life yet to be conquered in the inter- Soto OA 1lS1tCOOS PSdCSs Ol tH6L pIOS- perity which lies in a peoples hearts and outlasts all wars and errors of men. Come, let us be comrades and soldiers yet to serve our fellow men in quiet counsel, where the blare of trumpets is neither heard nor needed and where the things are done which make blessed the nations of the world in peace and righteousness and love.
 The president was Tn the tent only. a half hour. At the conclusion of his speech he shook hands with many of those on the platform and then walked between the lines of the constabulary- to his private car waiting on a nearby siding. He stood on the rear platform as the train pushed slowly down to- ward Gettysburg through the camp. A few minutes later he started for Harrisburg and the north.
 Special trains began pushing out oe Gettysburg early and the railroad men were working their hardest to put them out on schedule. Although not many left after sundown tonight. rail- road officials estimated that the run had been almost 1000 an hour for ten hours.