From the battlements of Heaven today there look down upon us the spirits of both the Union and Confederate dead. I believe that as together, in the clearer light of the spirit land, they see right from wrong, the Confederate and the Federal alike join with us in gratitude and thankfulness to Almighty God that the issue of the war was liberty and nationality, and not slavery and secession. -C. M. Depew. Whenever Honor's sword is drawn, Where heroes fall and martyrs bleed, -Cornelia M. Jordan. Sleep, comrades, sleep in calm repose, For thee with love her bosom glows -J. Henry Dwyer. Honor, then, to the American soldier now and forever. Honor him in sermon, and speech. Honor him in sonnet, stanza, and epic. Honor him in the historic page. Honor him in the unwasting forms by which art seeks to prolong his well-earned fame. Honor the volunteer soldier who, when his work of devastation and death was ended, put aside his armor, melting into the sea of citizenship, making no ripple of disturbance upon its vast surface. Honor the citizen soldier of America who never knew the feelings of vindictiveness and revenge. -John L. Swift. The "republic may perish; the rude arch of our ranged Union may fall; star by star its glories may expire; stone after stone its columns and its capital may moulder and crumble; all other names which adorn its annals may be forgotten; but as long as human hearts shall anywhere pant, or human tongues shall anywhere plead, for a sure, rational, constitutional liberty, those hearts shall enshrine the memory, and those tongues shall prolong the fame, of George Washington!" -R. C. Winthrop. Sectional lines no longer mar the map of the United States. Sectional feeling no longer holds back the love we bear each other. Fraternity is the national anthem, sung by a chorus of forty-five states, and our territories at home and beyond the seas. The Union is once more the common atlas of our love and our loyalty, our devotion and sacrifice. The old flag again waves over us in peace, with new glories which your sons and ours have this day added to its sacred folds. * * * What a glorious future awaits us if unitedly, wisely and bravely we face the new problems now pressing upon us, determined to solve them for right and humanity! * * Reunited! One country again and * one forever! Proclaim it from the press and pulpit! Teach it in the schools! Write it across the skies! -William McKinley. Citizenship has its duties as well as its privileges. The first is that we give our energies and influence to the enactment of just, equal and beneficent laws. The second is like unto it: that we loyally reverence and obey the will of the majority,' whether we are of the majority or not; the law throws the ægis of its protection over us all. There is an open avenue through the ballot box for the modification or repeal of laws that are unjust or oppressive. To the law we bow with reverence. It is the one king that commands our allegiance. -Benjamin Harrison. Every act of noble sacrifice to the country, every instance of patriotic devotion to her cause, has its beneficial influence. A nation's character is the sum of its splendid deeds; they constitute one common patrimony, the nation's inheritance.—Henry Clay. Let my last feeble, lingering glance behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, its arms and trophies streaming in their original luster; not a stripe erased or polluted, not a single star obscured-bearing for its motto no such miserable interrogatory as, What is all this worth? nor these other words of delusion and folly, Liberty first, and union afterwards; but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart -Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable! -Daniel Webster. O Land of lands! to thee we give -Whittier. Let our object be our country, our whole country, and nothing but our country; and may this country, by the blessing of God, become a vast and splendid monument, not of oppression and terror, but of wisdom, of peace, and of liberty, upon which the world shall gaze with admiration forever.-Daniel Webster. Quotations for the Little People. Oh, the dear, dead soldiers, To their country's trust, Then come to us often, I think that little girls They love their country dear, They bring their sweetest flow'rs Tho' I am but a little girl, I love the soldiers true; I know how brave they fought, and well, I bro't some flowers here today, What can we do, who are so small, To soldiers dear who died for us Why, we can sing and talk of them, And never once forget How brave and true and good they were, |