Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1919-02-06

justice, the cause of democracy, wOul
soon be triumphant. To what, then,
due this sudden and unexpected victor
on the battlefields of Europe? 1t is du
to the innate sense Of justice in tn
> hearts of the American people; to thei
great spirit of sacrifice. and absolut
) devotion to the flag Of America, wher
ever 1t may float. 1t is due to the higl
and sublime inspiration that the son
of Columbia infused into the allied ma
tons Of Europe in those awful days o.
1917 and 1918.
These young men, our soldier
heroes, our martyred dead, left home
and friends and Willingly went forth
with a smile in their eyes and courage
in their hearts-went forth into the
very gaping jaws of death-into the
mouth Of hell, and bravely sealed with
their life-blood their loyalty, their de-
votion, and their patriotism TO their
country and its cause. Yes, America
the daughter Of Europe, crossed the
ocean to rescue her mother from thral-
dom, and to save civilization.
"And the world today is thanking
God for America and her heroes, both
living and dead. The great war has
crystalized some grand truths and one
of these is that there is a one and in
Invisible America. On the Pacific coast
among these Rocky mountains, in the
thrifing, throbbing middle west, in
Republican Pennsylvania, In Democrat
ic Texas, in populous New York, out
here in agricultural Idaho, the people
are true to the spirit of Washington, to
the Declaration of Independence, and
to the oft-repeated slogan, The world
must be made safe for democracy
That was the slogan that called to the
front all the elements Of this great
wonderland, and that is why you and !
are here today, paying tribute OF re-
spect to our absent heroes, who fought
that we may uVe.
1.-The laurels IN this war are not all
for the men who wear badges of honor
on their sleeves, or for the veterans
with distinguished crosses on their
breasts, or for those who sleep in
France today, no, for we who know the
heart of a mother know that In all the
world there is no more heroic, no more |
beautiful, nor wonderful exposition Of :
loyalty than the mother who subdues |
her mother love to love of country, and |
gives her son to her country's call
When the call came you sent your boys,
he bravest and best. to conquer or die
to conquer for God and country-to
lie for Justice and liberty. No, we do
rot forget, nor can we forget those
,lorious women who rose like the
maids of Saragossa, or the mothers of
Sparta, and conjured men whom they
owed better than life, but less than
lonor. to leave them to poverty and
enury and speed to the front and WOO
soldiers death if need be under the
acred shadows of our Stars and Bars.
Long, long ago, on the rugged hills
f Calvary, the first Mother and the
lother of all of us, gazed for three
)ng hours at the foot Of the Cross
nd witnessed the crucifixion of her
MY Son. For many weeks, aye for
lany months, our American mothers
azed in the distance at another cross
nd waited with bated breath for the
ital telegram. or scanning with agon-
ing eyes the roll Of honor of our hon
red dead. to see if her boy had been
,ucified as other brave boys have been
on the barn doors of Bel
ium. No, we cannot forget those (
no wept through sleepless nights and
oke next morn with dread, fearing to s
,e their loved ones names as they {
AIMED the lists of dead.
"And whenever and wherever see
mother with that pure white band
cross her forehead, and the bloodred
'Oss emblazoned thereon, / am remind
| that the blood of Calvary has not
zen shed in vain And we knew from
Ie very beginning that it would be E
over the foulest wrong ever
fIittetl, and over the hIu6niirsf var