The daily Gate City and constitution-Democrat., 1920-06-01


| Memorial services which were helt
| yesterday afternoon at o'clock II
| the National cemetery. His address
| is given below:
From the earliest events recorded
by history or tradition, the man who
was brave enough to go out and mee1
and overwhelm the destroyer of peace
or the enemy of his home or country,
and he who dared risk his life fol
| the eternal principles of right and
Justice, has been the popular hero OF
all mankind
The man who committed himself to
the doctrine that no country was fit
to live in which was not good
enough to die for; the man who be.
lieved that to be entitled to liberty,
one should be willing to die, if nee
essary, to attain it, has ever been
| the one at whose shrine we have wor.
shipped.
When we call to mind the great
men of the past or present, we in
stinctively turn to those who have
earned fame and glory on fields red
with blood We have always honored
those who thought and wrought and
bore the burden of the world, the pain
and labor and suffering and sorrow,
to make ours better. place in which
to dwell.
Pay Tribute to the Dead.
And today, while we are recovering
from the effects of another cruel and
devastating war, which for more than
four years has destroyed the peace of
the whole civilized world, we are
ing tribute to our heroic dead. and
again to dedicate ourselves to the
task of upholding the ideals for which
they so nobly fought and suffered and
died And all over this great and
wonderful land of ours, On this day,
Americans have come together from
the fields and factories, from work.
shops and marts of trade, to show
their devotion to the principles upheld
by the defenders of our flag who have
passed beyond. II church and hall
and in the great majestic out-of-doors,
men and women are eloquently re-
counting deeds of valor and beseech-
ing their fellow citizens to live up to
the wonderful ideas for which these
men have given their lives Little
girls, with their arms laden with gar
lands of blossoms, are tenderly pass
ing among fag-marked mounds, and
when the stars come forth tonight to
look upon our world, they will find
our hallowed dead beneath wilder !
ness of flowers.
These men who have answered the
last great roll call have passed from
our sightAand yet they are still with
Us, and So long as memory serves, (;
heir influence for good will rest upon !
Us like a benediction. Gratitude is
The fairest flower that sheds its per |
tune in the heart.
With the passing of Memorial day |
| am ever reminded of O'Harra's /
poem:
The muffled drums sad roll has beat /
the soldiers last tattoo,
10 more on lifes parade shall meet |
the brave and gallant few. |
IN fame's eternal camping ground |
their silent tents are spread.
And glory guards with solemn round, !
the bivouac of the dead.
Their shivered swords are red with !
rust. their plumed heads are |
bowed,
Their naughty banner trailed in dust /
is now their martial shroud,
And plenteous funeral tears have
washed the red stain from each !
brow,
And the proud forms by battle gashed,
are free from anguish now.
The neighboring troops, the flashing
blade, the bugle's stirring blast, t
The charge, the dreadful cannonade,
the din and shout are past;
Cor wars wild note, nor glory's peal
shall thrill with fierce delight
hose breasts that never more shall
feel, the rapture of the fight.
Like the fierce northern hurricane, /
that sweeps the great plateau, /
flushed with the triumph yet to gain, |!
came down the serried foe.
Who heard the thunder of the fray
break DER the field beneath.
new well the wachword of that day
was Victory or Death
Twas in that hour his stern COM
mand called to a martyrs grave
~ rivers of their fathers gore, his |
first born laurels grew,
nd well he knew the sons would pour
their lives for glory too.
Full many mothers breath has
swept DER Angostura's plain
nd long the plying sky has wept /,
above it's mouldered slain.
he ravens scream, or eagles flight,
or shepherds plaintive lay,
lone awakeS each SllIlen height that |