. T. DeWitt Talmage : his life and work : biographical edition . the snow of an incurable leprosy! Instead offlowers upon such a villains grave let the whole nation come and fling a moun-tain of nettles and nightshade. I am told that after a Southern woman had decorated the grave of a South-ern soldier, a Northern man wearing uniform took up the wreath and tore it topieces and threw it to the winds. He may have had on the epaulettes, but he wasnot worthy the name of soldier. I would that all the wreaths that have ever beenlaid on the graves of the Northern and Southern dead might be lifted and
. T. DeWitt Talmage : his life and work : biographical edition . the snow of an incurable leprosy! Instead offlowers upon such a villains grave let the whole nation come and fling a moun-tain of nettles and nightshade. I am told that after a Southern woman had decorated the grave of a South-ern soldier, a Northern man wearing uniform took up the wreath and tore it topieces and threw it to the winds. He may have had on the epaulettes, but he wasnot worthy the name of soldier. I would that all the wreaths that have ever beenlaid on the graves of the Northern and Southern dead might be lifted and linkedtogether, each garland a link, and that w-ith that one long, bright, pleasant chainof roses and lilies this whole nation might be encircled in everlasting amity andgood feeling. This is the only kind of chain Americans will ever consent to wear,and woe to the government that ever tries to forge another! And now, on this 30th day of May, lift up your eyes and see in all ourcemeteries, from San Francisco to Canada, the whole nation coming with DR. TALMAGE ON PATRIOTISM 179 They come from North, and South, and East, and West. The drums beat thegrand march, and the minute guns are the heart throb of the nations come with flowers in wreaths. They are suggestive of the flowers in crosses; they tell of sorrows that were borne. Flowers white,significant of victory. But there are also flowers crimson and red; the seed forthem planted at Antietam, Shiloh, and Hatchers Run—planted in trenches cov-ered with the iron rake of battle, putting forth their red and fiery bloom to-day,suggestive of the blood spilled and the ruddy flash of musketry. The supersti-tious are afraid of graveyards by night, but I think the most timid child wouldnot be afraid to walk to-night at twelve oclock in any of our cemeteries, sofragrant are they. MISSING GRAVES But some of the soldiers graves will be missed to-day, notwithstanding tenthousand hands have been bus
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