The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1914-10-22

idealizesits Little White Car. Gar At i.
exander II freed twenty million serfs h.
fore Abraham Lincoln freed the Sonth..
ern slaves, wrote our government q
| friendly letter in 1861 and long main
| tanned fleet in our Atlantic waters IN
strike any who would cripple Abraham
Lincoln in his great cause in arms. This
last greatest war of the world has M
adequate cause-only the cause that is
engendered by the three hates, race and
political, growing out of old wars and
tyrannies, religious, growing out of false
assumptions too much for selfish ends. as
| to what the worlds philosophers, proph-
cts. and savants taught.
Hon. Lucius c. Morse of Liberty was
present and talked Interestingly, as only
an old soldier can, of hardships and hor-
rors attending all wars. He drew
graphic pictures of conditions and ex-
periences in the South in the sixties.
Enos Hatch of Belfast was there and
spoke also in most interesting vein
from the standpoint, also, of an old SOL
der; that empty sleeve speaking even
more eloquently of the baptism of fire
and blood that he faced in his country q
dire need from 81 to '65. He could not
share in enthusiasm of Great Britain
course in the present war in view of the
attitude of many Britains toward US when
! the great Civil war of the sixties was on;
but he could entertain kind feelings for
Russia, for she showed feeling for us in
the days when Abraham Lincoln didn' t
know whether the Union would be saved
or lost. He regarded as fiction most of
| the alleged hand to hand encounters in
the present war, saying that half-mile
| ~ l.
counters, and usually then with the
enemy hidden from sight. There followed
between him and Senator Morse and the
encounters at Gettysburg, Cupepper
burg, the historic citations tending to
diers.
Rev. E. A. Dinslow discussed the sub
ject of Prayer for Peace, and took the
reasonable ground that no true peace
could come that would not do away with
war -engenderng conditions and not
prove lasting peace. James Warren
Skinner, the Banneret and Sage, made
one of the neatest speeches of the even
ing, indeed of his speech making life,
glorying in the educational quality of
the Dale meetings.
B. F. Knowles quoted interestingly a
late article on parbarities, as of the
Dark Ages, in this 18th year of the Goth
century. Charles S. Adams and Charles
M. Howes both spoke in happy vein
along general lines of the cast of the
meeting.
The time went rapidly with the crowd
ed and eager thought of the evening, and
the president suggested that he cut out
the Canto, but the meeting did not so
order. He then read 1t, after stating
that it was new and written last August
on the high sea, while he was passing
from Northern summer to tropic winter
and back, with mango trees in blossom
and growth and ripening of fruit all at
the same time and on the same tree.
His Canto seemed to run more to bios
som than to fruit. hand it in. Gull
from it what you will, or exclude it all.
The author won't have his verses beg
their way. Sooner let the bloom blight.
BLOOM O. KNIGHTS.
From banks of white and vaults of gray
April poured in the lap of May
Gifts, gold and gems, incense and myrrh,
The skies. low bending, worshiped her,
Raining glad tears of glistening dew
Out of star eyes in heavens blue;
The court of honor and of love,
In robes of beauty epping down,
Held session for the fair renown
OF youthful knights within the Dale,
Late swept by winters barbs of hail;
And wonders ceasiag not to be.
-Four favored sons of chivalry
Invoked, besides fair honor's code,
Fen at shrine where mysteries bode,
A hermt's divination spell,
Where deathly shade was wont to dwell.
Among the frs upon South Ridge.
HARD by Esquire True's m II privilege,
High on four trees Esquire Fogg's two sons,
Fen SO the shadowy legend runs,
On trees cut off two rods from ground.
There scaled by ladder reach and round,
The shrine had built, place of prayer,
A tabernacle in the air;
And less than hunters shot away
The hermit Bogue's late loghouse lay
In ruin, where his burning heart,
Released from stings, took astral start
Into the mystic realm where mind,
UnfetteI ed by the grosser kind
Of shape and sHew, futters free,
Winged tireless for ubquity.
An ardent will the young knights knew,
To test the diyination through,
And have guide to choice of mate
On life's far ways from dawn to late,
Fen as compass needle shows
The ship her way through tempest throes,
When sun and stars cheer not the eye
Allow the seas immensely.
In life the hermit had been stung,
By intimation thus tits sung:
The sting had set his heart afame.
To know all maiden marks by name,
And list them in an astral roll:
By vows of heart and mind and soul,
In life, in death, in worlds unseen
His tried vocation long hath been
To warn his sex. while youth is bright,
All maiden marks of bane to blight.
To give each maid chaplet fair,
If grace she has for mated pair;
And tell in words unerringly
The mates of happy destiny;
To give in progeny to the earth
Its peace, its honor, and its worth.
What ages gone might fitting vail
The composition of his tale.
And catalogue of listed fits
That has outwitted myriad wits;
Published thus late, while courts of law
Grind like mill with salt to thaw
Asunder hearts that have CONCEALED
In matrimony's winter field;
But better late than not at all.