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PATRIOTIC POEMS 
 
 BY 
 
 MRS. EUNICE V. BOUDINOT. 
 
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 AN IOWA BOOK FOR PATRIOTIC PEOPLE. 
 
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 SOLD ONLY BY SUBSCRIPTION. 
 
 DES MOINES, IOWA : 
 
 State Register Printing House, 
 
 1898. 
 
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 TO f^LL SOLDIERS 
 
 EVERYWHERE, ESPECIALLY THOSE OF MY NATIVE STATE, 
 IOWA, CROCKER'S IOWA OLD BRIGADE, CO. B, FIFTEENTH 
 IOWA INFANTRY, TO WHICH MY HUSBAND WM. A. BOUDI- 
 NOT BELONGED AND TO HIS MEMORY; ALSO FIRST REGI- 
 MENT U. S. CAVALRY, FORTY-NINTH, FIFTIETH, FIFTY- 
 FIRST AND FIFTY^-SECOND IOWA INFANTRY^ VOLUN- 
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 BATTERY No. G, LIGHT ARTILLERY, AND BRANDT'S 
 IOWA IMMUNES, IS THIS VOLUME RESPECT- 
 FULLY^ DEDICATED BY THE AUTHOR. 
 
 COPYRIGHT, 1898, 
 BY MRS. E. V. BOUDINOT. 
 
 
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 Ti^BLE OP CONTENTS. V''^ 
 
 PAGE 
 
 Introductory 5 
 
 Columbia, the Land of the Free 7 
 
 Breaking- Camp 9 
 
 Our Boys are gone 11 
 
 My Title 14 
 
 Dewey's Feat 15 
 
 Cardenas Bay 16 
 
 Bottling of Cervera's Fleet 18 
 
 Hobson 19 
 
 Guantanamo 21 
 
 La Quasima 21 
 
 Santiago 22 
 
 El Caney Heroes 23 
 
 Sampson's Victory 25 
 
 Manzanillo 25 
 
 Rejoicings 26 
 
 Summary 26 
 
 Our Queen — a tribute to Miss Gould 29 
 
 Peace 30 
 
 History Repeats Itself 31 
 
 Our Colored Immunes 31 
 
 Our 52d Iowa Boys 34 
 
 Ghosts 36 
 
 Welcome Home 50th Iowa. 43 
 
 Cedar Rapids 45 
 
 Song — Helen Gould 46 
 
 Naval Parade 47 
 
 Re-united 51 
 
 Captain Goodrell 59 
 
 Peace Jubilee 61 
 
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 To Our Boys of the 49th and 51st Iowa 103 
 
 Equal to any Occasion 106 
 
 Aunt Beckey Young 107 
 
 Where's My Papa? 110 
 
 Sanitary Commission 112 
 
 Iowa's Soldier Girl 114 
 
 Osborne Deignan's Welcome Home 116 
 
 Admonition 119 
 
 Only a Flirtation 120 
 
 Love 122 
 
 Noontime Musings 123 
 
 Tribute to the Soldier's Friend 126 
 
 In Conclusion 127 
 
INTRODUCTORY. 
 
 A dispatch from Des Moines says: "Mrs. E. V, Boudinot, 
 a country school teacher in Liun County, whose postoftice is 
 Western College, has started a movement which is likely to 
 result in giving the soldier boys a little pocket pami)hlet of 
 patriotic songs. Mrs. Boudinot is a soldier's widow, and as 
 a teacher she had received a copy of the Memorial Day leaf- 
 let, issued by the state department of education. She came 
 all the way to Des Moines last Saturday to say good by to 
 the boys of the Cedar Rapids company, many of whom she 
 had known from childhood, and some of whom had been her 
 pupils. It occurred to her that she would like to give the 
 boys some of the Memorial Day leaflets, which contain many 
 patriotic songs. Bob Cousins' famous speech on the Maine, 
 and some other patriotic speeches. So she called on Super- 
 intendent Barrett and when her purpose was made known he 
 gave her seventy-five copies of the leaflet for the boys. In 
 the afternoon she came back and reported that they were 
 perfectly delighted to receive these little pamphlets and 
 would carry them with care and pride to the front. This 
 suggested the propriety of giving every Iowa soldier a little 
 collection of patriotic songs, printed on good strong paper, 
 with the flag on the cover. Americans have been reproached 
 for not knowing their own national songs and probably not 
 one person in fifty can repeat "The Star Spangled Banner" 
 or ' 'America. " If the boys had these little song books they 
 would soon learn the songs and the singing would be more 
 general than it is. They would surely appreciate and prize 
 such a gift, and it would not be expensive. It is likely 
 that some way will be found to have the songs printed and 
 distributed. " 
 
 The foregoing is quoted from the Cedar Rapids Daily 
 Republican of June 1, 1898. 
 
 It has, through appreciation showu, given me courage to 
 write and have published a few little poems. 
 
If any soldier, on reading these verses, shall feel renewed 
 courage, and be brought into closer sympathy with his 
 Heavenly Father, who rules the destinies of nations, allot- 
 ting to them according to their deserts, I shall feel myself 
 well repaid for the little it is in my power to do to cheer them. 
 
 Money I have not, and as for getting a position as nurse, 
 I have thought of that, and would gladly have gone to the 
 front to do all I could, but there seemed to be a very great 
 difficulty in the way of getting an appointment. But, ' 'What- 
 soever thy hands find to do, do with thy might, " is an injunc- 
 tion that has carried weight with me, especially in this case, 
 for my hands were occupied with school teaching, and, inci- 
 dentally, teaching patriotism and appreciation for the suffer- 
 ings and sacrifices of those noble patriots of our nation who 
 have, at different times, laid life with all its ambition, prom- 
 ise of joy and happiness, upon the shrine of duty to step 
 forth at country's bidding, to face all dangers, inconven- 
 iences and hardships for the good of their country. In 
 this war the motive is doubly to be commended, as our boys 
 are fighting, enduring hardships, fatigues and risks of all 
 kinds for the benefit of a race of people not allied to us by 
 bond of blood, but who, nevertheless, have our sympathies 
 for the determined resistance they have offered to the tyranny 
 of that perjured nation, Spain, from whose shackles they 
 have so often tried to free themselves. 
 
 "God moves in a mysterious way his wonders to perform; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea and rides upon the storm." 
 
 Wishing you all happiness, in both this and the world to 
 come, I am, devotedly, 
 
 EUNICE V. BOUDINOT, Author. 
 Western College, Linn Co., loiva. 
 
 P. S. Most of the proceeds of the sale of this book I 
 shall use for the benefit of our soldier boys in paying the 
 expense of sending copies to those who are to remain in the 
 service. 
 
ia, tbc Sand of the jfm . ♦ ♦ 
 
 Columbia! Columbia! thou land of the free, 
 The oppressed of all nations look upward toward 
 
 thee; 
 The war cloud has gathered, how darkly it lowers. 
 But thou'lt be triumphant in spite of the "powers," 
 For God is thine ally; in Him thou canst trust! 
 He can humble and crumble all nations to dust. 
 
 If from thy proud height thou hadst stooped to 
 
 come down 
 To "compromise," barter in souls! with what 
 
 frown 
 Would Jehovah have rebuked thee: nor have 
 
 strengthened thine arm; 
 Nor allowed of thy glory; but instead have sent 
 
 barm 
 To humble and crush thee, Columbia, to earth. 
 For thou boasteth that here 'tis Fair Freedom 
 
 had birtn. 
 
 Proud boast! Prove it true, men of valor and 
 
 might. 
 Men of wealth and of honor, come forward and 
 
 fight. 
 For the right and for vengeance, which is mine, 
 
 saith the Lord! 
 And I will repay! Can you doubt, doubt His 
 
 word? 
 
The pa.^'es of history are rife with this fact, 
 That, martyrs and heroes come forward and act; 
 They, the means, in God's hands, for man's 
 
 progress have given 
 Their lives, and their all. They shall find them 
 
 in Heaven. 
 
 If "God take account of the sparrows that fall," 
 These, His heroes, are watched and accounted 
 
 for, all! 
 Not one but God sees! and so loves day by day, 
 That He gave His own Son to open the way 
 For man's freedom and progress. And thus it 
 
 is given 
 That if life is lost here, it is gained in God's 
 
 Heaven. 
 
"Good bye," we hear, "God bless you!" 
 "Good bj^e," returns again. 
 "Ah yes! we're going to Cuba 
 To fight, and not in vain." 
 
 "Cuba shall be free at last," 
 
 "We'll not forget the Maine," 
 
 "God speed you, boys! God speed you!" 
 
 The mothers say again. 
 
 "But remember, boys, remember, 
 To write to us at home! 
 We'll wait with eager longing 
 The letters, 'till they come!" 
 
 "You have gone at country's bidding. 
 And under Heaven's wide dome. 
 No one could do more nobly, 
 Than go as 3^ou have gone." 
 
 "Keep always this in mind, boys. 
 Your 're fighting for the right! 
 For your country's honor, boys. 
 To show the world her might." 
 
 "Keep clean and pure your records 
 Through every day and night, 
 Remember, God is everywhere! 
 You're always in His sight!" 
 
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"Our prayers are offered for you, 
 Every minute of each day." 
 "I need them!" "Yes, and I, too!" 
 We hear 3'oung- voices sa}^ 
 
 "A last good h-yeV "We're going- now!" 
 "Ah yes! We're off today!" 
 "Well, then, God bless and keep 3'ou, boys. 
 While you are far away." 
 
 "My boy is gone! Oh, God in heaven! 
 
 How can I give him up? 
 
 He was my life! iimy very all! 
 
 Oh! bitter is this cup!" 
 
 "But God in Heaven can keep him! 
 
 My boy ! My hero brave ! 
 
 If here no more I see^ him. 
 
 We shall meet beyond- -the grave!" 
 
 "For God's ways are mysterious, 
 His wonders to perform, 
 He plants his footsteps- in the sea 
 And rides the upon storm. 
 
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®ur ®oys are 6one ♦ ♦ ♦ 
 
 Our boys left Sunday-youth, valor aiul mi-ht- 
 
 For Phillippine isles, far away; 
 
 Of each home, the treasure, life, joy and lig-ht. 
 
 Our Iowa boys, gone to stay 
 
 A long two years, in those far topic seas. 
 
 Colonel Loper, look after them, pray! 
 
 The boys, our jewels, our brightest and best. 
 
 We give with free, generous hand 
 
 To God, our country, to mankind oppressed 
 
 By Spain, in that far distant land. 
 
 Two years! that our flag may float over those seas. 
 
 Colonel Loper, pray, to them be kind. 
 
 They've just left their homes, these dear children 
 
 of ours, 
 So young now, so buoyant, so brave! 
 They seem more adapted to gathering flowers 
 Than glory, which "leads to the grave." 
 Two years, that our flag may float over those seas, 
 Colonel Loper, attention we crave. 
 When they left Camp McKinley, 'twas rainy, 
 
 damp; 
 What cared we for weather that day? 
 We waded through water and mud to the camp 
 To bid them "God speed" on their way. 
 In each face, firm purpose flamed out as a lamp. 
 Colonel Loper, we trust you, we say. 
 
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The fathers were there, who had foug-ht in years 
 
 past, 
 And o-allantly offered their all 
 In the late civil war. We hoped 'twas the last 
 To which we should ever have call. 
 But thej^'re g'one, yes, they're gone, for two, 
 
 whole, long years. 
 Colonel Loper, look after them all. 
 
 The mothers came out there to see the bo3^s go, 
 
 They tried to be cheerful and brave; 
 
 But in spite of effort they could not be so, 
 
 Then full vent to feelings they gave, 
 
 As clasped in son's arms for the last time for 
 
 years. 
 Colonel Loper, "please take care of Dave." 
 
 The sisters came out, too, def3dng the rain, 
 
 All looking their sweetest and best. 
 
 Waved kerchiefs, flags, hands, choked back sobs, 
 
 all in vain, 
 Their brothers are off for the West, 
 To be gone two years, on that far away main, 
 Colonel Loper, will see to the rest. 
 
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Youno' brothers were there, perched on tele^'raph 
 
 poles, 
 To see the boys march as the}' passed, 
 They squeezed back 'their tears, for they have 
 
 manly souls, 
 Bound thej^'d not ciy, even at last. 
 "But if we were old enough we'd go along. 
 With Loper and boys we'd cling fast." 
 
 The sweethearts, so timid, were on the grounds, 
 
 too. 
 Their soft eyes full, suffused with tears. 
 One last fond farewell, a sad lingering adieu, 
 "Oh, I'll not see my hero for years! 
 If he should be wounded, what then will I do?" 
 "Faith in Loper quiets m}^ fears." 
 
 As for Loper himself, God will care for him. 
 
 And help him take care of the bo3's; 
 
 May faith in God lead, may his eyes ne'er grow 
 
 dim. 
 May he have many years full of joys. 
 When conquering heroes come back home again, 
 Saying, "Loper took care of us boys." 
 
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American! That is m}" name, 
 The proudest title man can claim, 
 You've heard from me on land and sea 
 For with my name stands, Victoky! 
 
 I ask no better lot to see, 
 
 Than that of citizen, so free. 
 
 Soldier, or sailor, let me be, 
 
 So with m}'' name stands. Liberty! 
 
 Great deeds, with us, are natui^al things, 
 The power, that from within us springs. 
 Compels our deeds to fit the needs 
 Of everj^ great emergency. 
 
 Impelled we go to face our foe. 
 Trusting in God, who ne'er said No! 
 To sacred plan, for bettering man. 
 And blessing all futurity. 
 
 Our patriots bold, in songs of old 
 Their names, are household words, oft-told, 
 But, "Many a name unknown to fame, 
 Lacked merel}^ opportunity." 
 
 Heroes, 'tis clear, in humble sphere, 
 God sees and loves, as trul}^ here, 
 And up in Heaven, credit is given, 
 'Twill show in spotless purit3\ 
 
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All mart3'i'S, bnive, on ocean wave, 
 On sea, on shoi-e, or in the t^'rave. 
 In noble cause, their lives who gave. 
 Heaven is their home eternally. 
 
 Thus, with our trust in Gocl, so just, 
 If "Die we ma}^, or die we must," 
 We volunteer without a fear, 
 For any sudden urgency. 
 
 DEWEY'S FEAT. 
 
 Of Dewey's feat with Spanish fleet. 
 He sunk it, needless to repeat. 
 All nations raise paeans of praise 
 And shout his name tumultuousl3^ 
 
 Each ship and man of each prcud name 
 That helped our Dewey humble Spain 
 Braved mines, torpedoes; great the gain 
 'Mid cannon's din uproariously. 
 
 The Petrel, small, flew like a streak, • 
 Accomplished miracles so neat, 
 In which large ships could not compete. 
 Then made wa}" for them gracefully. 
 
 The Olympia, Dew^ey's flagship, there. 
 In thick of fight, w^as everywiiere. 
 Captain Hodgson's bi-avery will compare 
 With any in records military. 
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Brave Captain Gridley, since is dead, 
 Of hurts received ttiere, so 'tis said, 
 His name cannot and will not die, 
 'Twas born for immortality. 
 
 As long as time and nations run, 
 These deeds shall shine forth as the sun, 
 Manila Bay, where Spain's ships la}^, 
 They captured, hold successfull3^ 
 
 And there they wait in Cavite's gate 
 For reinforcements. Happy fate! 
 Our flag floats free on every sea. 
 Sun sets not on our territory. 
 
 Now they protect Manila town 
 From being pillaged up and down. 
 Insurgents, going to and fro. 
 Restrain from acts of cruelty. 
 
 Now Fifty -first Iowa boys must go 
 Out to help Dewey. They'll not be slow! 
 Tlie}', full of vim, go in to win 
 Their share of laurals, deservedly. 
 
 CARDENAS BAY. 
 
 The battle in Cardenas Bay, 
 Where, full of mines, the harbor lay. 
 Furnished five martyrs, no child's pla}'! 
 The Winslow crippled hopelessly; 
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Each ship mikI man that in there went 
 To search out cables, they were bent. 
 Frank Newcomb, of the Hudson went 
 And brought her out, Oh, valiantly! 
 
 When roll was called these five were dead. 
 "Killed by one shell," the message said. 
 Ensign Worth Bagley, Raleigh, N. C. 
 While raising cables defiantly. 
 
 Fireman J. V. Meek and John Dunfee, 
 Josiah Tunnell, John Varvares, 
 Bravely, the world can plainly see 
 Doing their duty, heroically! 
 
 Bold Bernadou, hurrah for you! 
 William Patterson, fireman, too! 
 R. E. Cox, the gunner's mate. 
 Wounded, none seriously. 
 
 Daniel McKeon and Charles Gray, 
 All standing at their posts that day, 
 Won great renown that 12th of May, 
 Mid shot and shell, gloriously! 
 
 Long live each name on scrolls of fame. 
 Written in letters as of flame. 
 There every one, each gallant son 
 Revealed his land, Columbia! 
 
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BOTTLING OF GERWERA'S FLEET. 
 
 Schley's "bottling" of Cervera s fleet, 
 Is well considered something neat, 
 "Stopping the bottle" all repeat, 
 "It must go down in history!" 
 
 (Rio-ht here we note, Lieutenant Blue, 
 Took hardest task, himself to do, 
 Circled the bay, to gain a view 
 Of Cervera's ships, most secretly. 
 
 In utmost danger was he there, 
 Both night and day and some declare 
 That with great deeds, his will compare. 
 Exceeding all in difticulty.) 
 
 When call w^as made for volunteei's, 
 Hundreds offered, void of fears, 
 They wished to go, command said. No! 
 Eight men can solve this mystery. 
 
 Of how to silence Spain's loud boasts. 
 And help to rid poor Cuba's coasts 
 Of tyrants chain, forged there by Spain, 
 In acts of treacherous cruelty. 
 
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HOBSON. 
 
 Said R. P. Hobson, here's ui}^ crew, 
 Daniel Montague, tried and true, 
 John E. Murphey, George Charette, too, 
 Osborn Deignau, in unit}^ 
 
 John Kelley, John P. Phillips, too. 
 Brave, willful Clausen. Now adieu 
 Merrill, go back! Powell, you 
 Watch in your launch. Now, eternity! 
 
 When asked, "what chance for life have you?" 
 Said Hobson, "That we can't tell true, 
 Thats another question," pretty blue! 
 But in we go for certainty. 
 
 'Twas Hobson 's choice, he had full voice, 
 All, going with him, did rejoice. 
 Brave hundreds, so, did long to go, 
 He almost gained their enmity. 
 
 But Hobson knew just what to do, 
 Of men he wanted just these few, 
 Batteries to face, each in his place, 
 They did so, with impunit3^ 
 
 On, on they went on business bent. 
 So glad that they could thus be sent, 
 While those behind were not content 
 To miss the opportunity, 
 
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To outwit Spain, avenge Maine, 
 
 Give there their lives, help victory gain; 
 
 Willing to suffer death and pain 
 
 In cause of freedom, manfully: 
 
 In Santiago's Channel ran, 
 Held steady on, nor lost a man ; 
 Blew up that shack, the Merrimac, 
 And took their chances cheerfully. 
 
 Through iron hail and leaden rain, 
 Not once did quail, but rowed amain, 
 Were taken prisoners: Not in vain! 
 Their act thrills all humanity. 
 
 Cervera's admiration ran 
 
 For them ran so iiigh he sent his man 
 
 With flag of truce: That proves 
 
 God's plan: They're saved. Oh, Immortality! 
 
 Now to all men they speak again; 
 "We are Americans." Amen! 
 We're Hobson's choice, still we rejoice 
 Although so long in jeopardy. 
 
 "All honor to these heroes give! 
 Honor to all! Long may they live! 
 A gallant band on sea or land, 
 Who fight for Human Liberty. 
 
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GUAUTANAMO. 
 At Gautanamo our brave marines 
 Landed, camped there 'mid dismal scenes; 
 A bare hillside, no sheltering screens, 
 While Spanish foe skulked stealthily. 
 
 First raised our flag on Cuban soil, 
 Did thus the Dons defy and foil;' 
 Held well their ground and lost no spoil. 
 In spite of Spanish musketry. 
 
 Four braves are killed by wily foe 
 Secreted in the bush below; 
 To bury them their comrades go 
 From work at trenches, silently. 
 
 The chaplain reads the service o'er 
 Four graves, while shot around them pour; 
 "Resurrection, life, forevermore," 
 Through Christ, accepted it reverently. 
 
 What bolder deed can history bring. 
 More daring, than where bullets sing 
 To raise the flag? The world does ring 
 With praises for their bravery. 
 
 LA QUASIMA. 
 At the battle of La Quasima 
 Roosevelt and Wood here led the way; 
 Troops boldly climbed the hills that day, 
 'Mongst prickly cactus cheerfully. 
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Rough I'iders, bold, rushed on ahead 
 Of other troops. At first the}' led 
 On narrow path. Sixteen shot dead 
 And fifty wounded seriously. 
 
 First Regular Cavalry, so grand, 
 Proudly in everj^ need they stand. 
 Rushed in, laid low the vaunting foe. 
 Came quick to rescue valiantly. 
 
 We've "Iowa boys" in every place — 
 Where danger is they're there to face ; 
 They do their share with native grace, 
 And wear their laurels modestly. 
 
 To Santiago all are bent, 
 
 Its capture Shafter's firm intent ; 
 
 Past barb wires, trenches, to pitch tent 
 
 At Morro Castle triumphantly. 
 
 SANTIAGO. 
 
 Saturday, the 2d of July, 
 This news on telegraph did fly 
 From Santiago, bulletined high; 
 Hard fighting, resisting stubbornly. 
 
 "Our men advance in bold attack," 
 No Spanish horde can drive them back ; 
 Pando's forces, alas ! alack ! 
 Reinforce the fort tremendously. 
 
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Sixty men, tried, bold and true, 
 From each leg-iment, without ado 
 Cut wires that others ma}- pass through 
 That hell of battle, heroically. 
 
 EL GANEY HEROES. 
 
 El Caney heroes rushed ahead, 
 Waiting not to be sent or led. 
 Oh, many, many were shot dead. 
 And more were wounded seriously. 
 
 In thickest fight at cannon's mouth, 
 What is that sound comes floating forth? 
 "Say, can you see," both South and Nortli 
 Join, sing the song, sweet melody. 
 
 Shrill, pure and clear, "dawns eari}^ light," 
 " What so proudly we hail," God of might ! 
 Wounded join in. Oh, wondrous sight! 
 "In twilight's gleaming" tremulously. 
 
 One valiant soldier, both arms gone 
 And wound in hip, did laugh, sing on, 
 Make light of suffering, count upon 
 The glor}' of the victor3^ 
 
 Sacrifice of such valor gi'eat. 
 Pen cannot write nor tongue relate ; 
 Words are too weak, they but mock fate — 
 Heroes hoping so confidently! 
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Valor, heroism, courage, grand ; 
 
 Hope, confidence, enthusiasm and 
 
 All virtues, glorious ! sublime ! command 
 
 Respect for heroes, adoringl}^ ! 
 
 If pen could write or tongue could tell 
 The pains endured, the taste of hell. 
 While Spanish poured their shot and shell, 
 Which our troops met unflinchingly, 
 
 'T would make a volume reaching sky. 
 The dome, above, of Heaven so high. 
 But none would stop to ask us why 
 Our troops fought with tenacity. 
 
 Spain forced this war upon our land. 
 Sinking the Maine, all understand. 
 Treacherous butcher ! Three hundred thousand 
 Own blood she murders, relentlessly! 
 
 Down, down with Spain ! Her wicked reign 
 Will soon be o'er, nor come again ; 
 Cuba has not besought in vain 
 Freemen, God's instrumentality. 
 
 Nations corrupt and tyrant's hand 
 Must perish, all, from off God's land; 
 
 Free Anglo • Saxons all will band 
 Together for progress — Liberty ! 
 
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Jul}' the fourth, oh ! let it be 
 The da}^ that proves poor Cuba free, 
 If in God's purpose it may be 
 The best for all humanity. 
 
 SAMPSON'S V/IGTORY. 
 "Sampson does it just like Dewey," 
 "Terrific fio-htino- all day Saturday;" 
 " Morro Castle, Punto Gordo Battery, 
 "Pounded to dust by battleships' battery." 
 
 "The vessels of our Sampson's fleet 
 Have done some good work, quick and neat ; 
 They've sunk another Spanish fleet!" 
 "Oh, Spain is doomed for certainty!" 
 
 MANZANILLO. 
 Hornet, Wampatuck and Hist, 
 Of Spanish ships, saw quick the list 
 To be full nine at Manzanillo— 
 Attack them without hesitanc}'. 
 
 Gunboat and sloop and one pontoon, 
 Purisama, Conception ; 
 
 Two large transports here met their doom, 
 Too many to name consecutivel}'. 
 
 Woe at Madrid ! Spain must fall, 
 Hand-writing- see upon the wall ; 
 Vengeance for past crimes, one and all, 
 Her knell of doom rings dolefully. 
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REJOICINGS. 
 
 "Now let the American eagle scream!" 
 
 Details were lacking, but sun's beam 
 
 Did not retire 'til victory's gleam 
 
 Lit up the night with brilliancy. 
 
 To God give thanks! Jehovah, true. 
 
 Ordered this work our men should do; 
 
 In every peril led them through 
 
 And on to glorious victory. 
 
 "John Bull celebrates our glorious Fourth," 
 
 Anglo Saxons from South to North, 
 
 East to West, throughout the ea.ith, 
 
 Join now in grandest symphony. 
 
 A song all sing to God, our King: 
 Glory! Glory! Let it ring! 
 Glory! Glory! Let it ring! 
 Welcome, thrice welcome. Victory. 
 
 SUMMARY. 
 Our troops to front all wished to go. 
 Forty-ninth and Fiftieth to Cuba, Ho! 
 We'll hear from them full well we know- 
 Col. Dows, George Evans, becomingly. 
 
 At Chickamauga Park had we 
 The Fifty-second Iowa. All agree 
 That finer troops they ne'er did see, 
 Spoiling for fight impatiently. 
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At San Francisco have we there 
 The Fifty-first Iowa. All declare 
 That for good morals they'll compare 
 With any on earth, efficiently. 
 
 "To front" cried Bever's Battery, too, 
 With drill at Camp McKinley through; 
 Honor Linn County, all true blue, 
 Iowa's Fifth Artillery. 
 
 Burlington got up a battery, too. 
 As good and brave and bold and true- 
 Sixth Battery Boys, as they passed through 
 The towns, all cheered them lustily. 
 
 So we all cheer each volunteer, 
 Noble sacrifice God sees here! 
 May faith in God cast out all fear, 
 He is their friend unquestionably. 
 
 One writes, "My home none less I love. 
 But go, trust all to God above, 
 That Cubans may have such to love 
 As lowans, in security." 
 
 Oh! God above, our thanks and love 
 For victories won. Peace, like a dove. 
 From main to shore, forevermore. 
 Can spread her pinions joyfully. 
 
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Maj^, soon, humanity rise free 
 Throuo-hoiit tlie earth from sea to sea; 
 May tyrants all be made to fall 
 And doomed to death, obscurity. 
 
 And God, oh God ! our loved ones bring- 
 Under the shadow of thy wing ; 
 Protect them ; gratefully we'll sing 
 Thy praise always, eternall3\ 
 
 And may they everj^ foe withstand, 
 As, firml}^ marching hand in hand, 
 They work for progress, good and grand. 
 Temperance and fi'ugality. 
 
 And may our Nation march right on 
 'Till, gracious Lord, Thy will be done; 
 On earth be given as in Thy Heaven, 
 Glory to God in loyalty. 
 
 And this our sonoi'ous title be, 
 American, so bold and free. 
 American ! Earth, sky and sea, 
 Resound throughout Eternity. 
 
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 ®ur iSueett'' 
 
 A TRIBUTE TO MISS GOULD. 
 
 Of every name on scrolls of fame, 
 Most loved from South to North, 
 Helen Gould's must lead them all 
 For true, intrinsic worth. 
 
 She's proved the fact, beyond cavil, 
 That riches are no bar 
 To tender, generous impulses, 
 Awakened by this war. 
 
 She is our queen, American, 
 Her throne the nation's heart ; 
 We think of her nobilit}^ 
 And "Tears unbidden start." 
 
 Then hail to our queen, Helen Gould ! 
 Take off 3^oui' hat and shout, 
 We have a queen — Hurrah ! hurrah I 
 Since war we've found it out. 
 
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The war was terrible but bi-ief, 
 
 Now comes a 'sense of deep relief 
 
 To aching- hearts which stood the strain, 
 
 Hoping, pra3ang for peace again. 
 
 Mothers and fathers, sisters, wives 
 And sweethearts, too, prayed that the lives 
 Of their dear ones might yet be spared, 
 And longed for peace to be declared. 
 
 God heard their prayers, and so the dove 
 Of peace was sent on wings of love. 
 To bear the tidings to all men, 
 Good will! God reigns! Hail, peace again! 
 
 This peace for peoples far away, 
 
 Long crushed beneath Spain's cruel sway, 
 
 Far-reaching in effect will be, 
 
 To set those millions ever free. 
 
 Hail, God of might, Columbia's friend! 
 Hail, heroes, all ! Thy work shall end 
 When all the earth, indeed, shall be 
 Forever and forever free. 
 
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Iblstorj) IRepcats Htself ♦ . ♦ . 
 
 " History oft repeats itself." 
 
 "Like father, so like son." 
 
 These sayings, plain, are quoted oft 
 
 Since days of sixty-one; 
 
 Things happen in our nation here. 
 
 E'en at our very door. 
 
 Prove truth of each quotation clear — 
 
 Let's think and talk them o'er. 
 
 To free all men has been our boast., 
 And now we've proved it true, 
 What John Brown and his friends begun 
 Their sons have finished, through 
 Sympathy to colored folk, 
 Giving them chance to prove 
 Their gratitude for Lincoln's stroke 
 That gave them life and love. 
 
 OUR COLORED IMMUNES. 
 
 Our colored immunes go to front, 
 To Santiago's coast ; 
 Their Captain, Amos W. Brandt, 
 Of him they well can boast; 
 He is the man of all most fit 
 To lead them, for theii" race 
 Owe to this family gratitude 
 Which time can ne'er efface. 
 
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His father, Honorable Isaac Brandt, 
 
 In slaver}" days of jore, 
 
 Helped with John Brown to ]jass ri^'ht on. 
 
 From cruelties in stoi-e, 
 
 The colored people of that time 
 
 Who appealed to them for aid, 
 
 By what is called "Underground Railroad," 
 
 To help them ne'er afraid. 
 
 Brandt's patriotism is well proved, 
 To Freedom's cause he's g-iveu 
 A sacrifice of business great. 
 The record's kept in heaven. 
 Credit to each and every man 
 Who serves his countr}" well, 
 Gives up his private interests. 
 Our army grand to swell. 
 
 To do each duty as it comes. 
 
 To wait or go ahead; 
 
 Keep pure his record, do his best, 
 
 Be leader or be led ; 
 
 Whate'er his station, be content 
 
 To do all with his might ; 
 
 He is a soldier, brave and true, 
 
 Who dares to do the right. 
 
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Now grandly proud, j'oii colored boys 
 Can hold your heads upright; 
 Although it seems there'll be no need 
 In battles now to fight, 
 You've shown 3^our willingness to do 
 Your part. You've done your best, 
 And it is known and credit given 
 To 3'ou, with all the rest. 
 
 Now, McAfee and Wilburn, too. 
 Watch well your colored boys, 
 Help them to keep their good name up, 
 At home, 'twill cause more joj^s. 
 Than all else could, to see your name 
 Spoken of here with pride; 
 Iowa's brave immunes, you are 
 So known, both far and wide. 
 
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<S»ur iflftyssecond Howa ISoys. 
 
 Tune — "My Makyland." 
 
 We welcome now our soldiers home, 
 Iowa boys, Oh, Iowa boys! 
 Thank God! they're not compelled to roam. 
 Iowa bo3^s, Oh, Iowa boys!" 
 
 Chorus — 
 
 When war broke out they sprang to arms, 
 And offered life with all its charms; 
 Peace now has come; no moi'e alarms; 
 Welcome boys! Yes, welcome, boj^s! 
 
 They drilled at Chickamauga Park, 
 Iowa boys, yes, Iowa bo^^s! 
 All summer long, from dawn till dark; 
 Iowa boys, brave Iowa boys! 
 
 Chorus — 
 
 At grand review beyond compare, 
 Of forty thousand soldiers there, 
 "The palm the Fifty-second bear," 
 "Camp Thomas News" of Iowa boys. 
 
 "As straight as arrows were each line,"' 
 Iowa boys, of Iowa boys, 
 "With faultless step and clock-work time," 
 Iowa boys, all Iowa boys. 
 
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C?iorus — 
 "The men were of splendid physique," 
 Their execution nothint^ weak, 
 In plaudits multitudes did speak 
 Of Fifty-second Iowa boys. 
 
 And now they're home, All hail! All haill 
 
 Fifty-second Iowa boys! 
 
 Each duty done, in naught did fall, 
 
 Our Fifty-second Iowa boys. 
 
 Chorus — 
 
 Those lost to earth have gone before 
 To Jordan's ever peaceful shore; 
 Angels bore them safely o'er; 
 Iowa boys, God's Iowa boys. 
 
 When decoration day comes round, 
 Iowa girls, Oh, Iowa girls! 
 With choicest roses strew each mound, 
 Iowa girls, Oh, Iowa girls! 
 
 Ohoims — 
 
 Keep ever green their memories, too. 
 They gave their all, these boys in blue. 
 What more could mortal heroes do 
 For God and home and Iowa girls? 
 
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♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ 
 
 Yes, there was a ghost in the house, 
 There must have been ; 
 Keep still as a mouse 
 While I tell you. 
 
 Just mother and bab}^ and I 
 
 Lived in the big- house all alone ; 
 
 It is full good two stories high, 
 
 The foundation is made of stone. 
 
 There are nine large rooms in the house, 
 
 And closets and garrets beside — 
 
 Just plent}" and plenty of room 
 
 Where a real live ghost could hide. 
 
 It's kind of run down as the}^ say 
 So some one just pulled off a board 
 On the north side, to see if the sills 
 Were rotten or with worm eating scored, 
 And the cellar needs fixing a bit, 
 Though the wall is thick and strong, 
 The outside cellarwa}^ is filled up, 
 Not been used for ever so long. 
 
 It's a lonesome place at the best, 
 For it stands far back from the road, 
 And the weeds, round, had grown pretty high, 
 For they had not lately been mowed. 
 And the trees had many dead limbs 
 That reached out so stark, gray and bare. 
 When we came home from church at night, 
 Seemed they'd clutch us by the hair. 
 HG 
 
The ideal place for a g-host 
 
 But we were not one bit afraid, 
 
 But, "What's that?'' mother asks, "Hear that?" 
 
 And, thump, thump, up stairs, the noise made. 
 
 "It sounds like some one with a cane;" 
 
 And a stor}" we'd often heard 
 
 Flashed over our minds at once, 
 
 And I tell a^ou we hardly stirred. 
 
 A real old, lame man once lived here, 
 
 All alone, b}^ himself, it's said; 
 
 He'd money 'twas thought, but none knew, 
 
 And one mornino- he was found, dead, 
 
 Up stairs in one of the bed rooms 
 
 With a paper clutched in his hand; 
 
 'Twas written quite plain, "There's my cash, 
 
 I'll come back for it, understand?'' 
 
 But nobod}^ understood it. 
 
 And the money no one could find. 
 
 Though the}' searched in every cranny. 
 
 So at length, it passed out of mind. 
 
 But, "Hear that? There it goes! Thump, thump!" 
 
 It's just like the noise of his cane, 
 
 Superstitious we will not be 
 
 But, there it goes, "Thump, thump" a^ain. 
 
"Are you brave? A light! Let's go up! 
 We'll see what's going on up stairs." 
 "Here's the broom, there's the rolling pin, 
 No one shall take us unaM-ares," 
 "Hold the light, high," rooms all empty, 
 Not a sound! "Yes, there is a sigh!" 
 A presence there, invisible, 
 We thought, to the poor naked e3^e. 
 
 "If it is his spirit, restless. 
 
 Come back to his money or wealth, 
 
 "Would he hurt us?" "By no means. 
 
 So watch, we'll find out, not by stealth," 
 
 For at nine each night we heard him, 
 
 And, so, up the stairway we went. 
 
 Light in hand; "Kind ghost what ails j^ou? 
 
 Are 3"Ou restless, not now content?" 
 
 "You can tell us where' s your money, 
 We'd make use of it right, you'd see. 
 We'd give to the poor and needy, 
 And a hospital we would fee; 
 How glad we'd be to be able . 
 To do all the good we've heard. 
 And have the news go on the cable 
 As swift as the flight of a bird!" 
 
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"We'd fit out a hotspitiil ship 
 
 If money to us came by chauce, 
 
 We'd do like Miss Barton or Gould 
 
 Whose great names their good deeds enliance; 
 
 Or good Mrs. Leiter v/ho gave 
 
 Hospital at Chickamauga Park, 
 
 For soldiers work, early and late. 
 
 From day's dawn 'till long after dark." 
 
 •'Large boxes of good things we'd send 
 
 To all of our boys in blue. 
 
 Or buff, or gray, or whatever 
 
 The uniform, so they are true 
 
 To God and their country and home. 
 
 Though ever so far, far away, 
 
 We'd care for their families too. 
 
 During all their long, tedious sta}^" 
 
 "Mr. Ghost, now, why won't you tell 
 
 Where the money is, right away? 
 
 We really are tired of planning 
 
 For things, for which we can't pay." 
 
 But he never answered a word. 
 
 Although • he came back every night. 
 
 And, "Thump, thump, thump, thump," went 
 
 his cane 
 From nine o'clock 'til morning light. 
 
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Some folks said, "Oh, I'd be so scared 
 On hearing that ghost every night!" 
 Well, we were, somewhat, at the first. 
 But at last it seemed to be right; 
 For we wished and hoped he'd tell us 
 His secret and give us the cash; 
 At length, well, fact, we beheld him! 
 And, our grand hopes, all, went to smash. 
 
 It came 'round about, in this wise 
 One day when we'd all been away, 
 We came back to the house next ours 
 And sat down, a short time to stay, 
 We noticed the dogs w^ere racing, 
 And sniffing and smelling around 
 And wagging their tails while running 
 With noses close down to the ground. 
 
 All at once to our house chasing 
 
 To the north side with a long bound. 
 
 Where the board was oif the siding, 
 
 And, "What is it they're dragging 'round?" 
 
 A full grown hare, Mr. Rabbit, 
 
 Who'd tried to get inside in vain, 
 
 Still, we looked for our ghost that night, 
 
 But he never came back again. 
 
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The mystery, I will tell you 
 
 How he could "Thump, thump, thump,"up stairs 
 
 The corner gnawed off a loft door 
 
 In the hallway there, unawares 
 
 To us, had been his ingress 
 
 From over the kitchen room: 
 
 His egress too, when up w^e came 
 
 With rolling pin, light and broom. 
 
 We lost confidence then in ghosts. 
 
 Even ghosts of happier days, 
 
 Saw, we our own duties must do. 
 
 Covet wealth not, nor sweet words of praise; 
 
 The work that seemed nearest we did, 
 
 Though, truly, we longed, much, for more 
 
 And now we are wondering how 
 
 Opportunities closed, locked door 
 
 Shall be opeVl that we may do more. 
 
 For we picked blackberries bravely. 
 
 Though they scratched our poor hands full sore, 
 
 Then made them into jams and jell, 
 
 And earnestly wished there were more: 
 
 Small gift, we're going to send it 
 
 To the hospital store it'll add; 
 
 For boys in blue, or buff, or gray, 
 
 If ten times as much we'd be glad; 
 
 There's so little it makes us feel sad. 
 
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But we picked and gleaned and got scratched, 
 
 We searched the patch over again. 
 
 Two score of jell glasses we filled, 
 
 Then stopped. The berries were gone. 
 
 I think, now, I'll go and take them 
 
 And visit the hospital corps 
 
 And offer myself as a nurse; 
 
 Mayhap opportunity's door 
 
 Might ope if they need just one more. 
 
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Melcome Ibotne, if iftktb Ifowa, 
 
 Tune— "Reulah Land," repeal last Iwo lines in every second verse. 
 
 The Fiftieth Iowa bo3's are liome, 
 And oh, how glad we are they've come! 
 And giad were the}^ to see the dome 
 Of Iowa's State Capitol. 
 
 Tliis regiment, the first to go 
 To Jacksonville, 'twas southward, Ho! 
 Then war was meant, full well we know, 
 And knew 'twas unavoidable. 
 
 They went without a murmur, too. 
 These bonny boys, "Our boys in blue," 
 We're proud of them, each patriot true, 
 Their conduct was commendable. 
 
 All summer long they waited there 
 Hoping of fight to get their share, 
 But now, the nations peace declare. 
 Desire for home is laudable. 
 
 They met and did each duty well. 
 And thus will page of history tell. 
 Take off your hats! Shout! Let us swell 
 A welcome to them audible. 
 
 When Fiftieth Iowa came away, 
 General Lee was heard to say 
 He much had hoped they were to stay 
 With him, these boys most honorable. 
 
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He'd rather lose any regiment 
 That to him thus far had been sent; 
 From Seventh Corps when Fiftieth went, 
 His loss was irreparable. 
 
 Col. Lambert, too, their friend so true. 
 Stands by these boys, his boys in blue ; 
 He holds their good traits all in view 
 Their love for him is remarkable. 
 
 Of those who went not all are here. 
 To soldier boys Heaven must be near; 
 For life they've given without a fear, 
 Oh, sacrifice most wonderfui ! 
 
 Those gone before, say not they're dead, 
 They've life immortal, God has said. 
 With crown, too, placed upon each head 
 Of martyr: Boon unspeakable! 
 
 We know God sees the sparrows fall. 
 Will He not much more save them, all 
 These heroes, who obej^ed the call 
 Of country, now made memorable? 
 
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Cedar tRapids * , , 
 
 Cedar Rapids the pride of Linn County, 
 
 Of Eastern Iowa, tlie g"em, 
 
 To the soldiers, her hospitality 
 
 Is known, and approved, of all men. 
 
 Her lio-ht eau't be hid neath a bushel, 
 But must shine and be seen from afar, 
 Attracting and drawing attention 
 Like the beams of a glorious star. 
 
 With banquets, soft pillows and cushions. 
 Hopeful poems, prayers and good cheer. 
 The kind comfort committee-men met them 
 And gave them a home welcome here. 
 
 Thankful letters received from Rough Riders, 
 All soldiers who've passed through this way, 
 Say your kindness will ne'er be forgotten, 
 High your aim, proud your name, good deeds stsbj. 
 
 And the bread that is cast upon water 
 After days will come back, 'tis said. 
 In great bounty, return to the giver 
 With blessings, too, showered on his head. 
 
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Songsslhekn 6oiild 
 
 Tunc — " SwEKT MAitrji. ' ' 
 
 I've a tale I'd tell to a'ou, Helen Gould, 
 But the half of it can never be told, 
 For here's all these bo^^s in blue 
 And their friends who love them true, 
 Oifering thanks and love to vou, Helen Gould. 
 
 I am speaking for them all, Helen Gould, 
 
 And I hope that 3'ou will not deem me bold, 
 
 When I sa}' of hearts j^ou're queen, 
 
 Best, most g'enerous ever seen. 
 
 And all love you best, I ween, Helen Gould. 
 
 When this Si)anish war broke out, Helen Gould, 
 
 And the soldiers to the front went, so bold, 
 
 Then this queen to front came too, 
 
 Showed her patriotism true 
 
 By her aid to boys in blue, Helen Gould. 
 
 You have shown yourself a queen, Helen Gould, 
 
 And a crown you're lacking not, 'twill be told 
 
 In all history 'twill be found, 
 
 Everlastingly you're crowned, 
 
 Nation's cheers will ne'er be drowned, Helen Gould . 
 
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Cbe IRaval iparade , » . 
 
 At New York, August 20, 1898. 
 
 'Tis a day, yes, to be long, long remembered, 
 
 New York's citizens all did their best 
 
 To give rousing enthusiastic welcome 
 
 To the fleet and to Sampson, their guest. 
 
 The celebration was grand, all impromptu, 
 But the flagship New York had scarce tliere 
 Entered Narrows till shores of Staten Island 
 Were lined, standing room, none to spare. 
 
 Also Long Island shores and New Jersey 
 Were black with great multitudes in wait, 
 And 'long the docks of New York city 
 Gathered citizens, it seemed the whole state. 
 
 From the windows of all the tall buildings. 
 And up along Riverside Drive, 
 Naught but countless masses of people. 
 For conquerors their cheers, all alive! 
 
 Grim battle ships showed but small sign of fight 
 With Cervera's long boasted great fleet; 
 The damage, if any, must have been very light. 
 Received there in sinking them neat. 
 
 First came flagship New York from mainmast 
 
 of which 
 Admiral Sampson's twin star flag of blue 
 Was flying, and which was then in command 
 Of Captain F. E. Chadwick, so true. 
 
Next came the Iowa, Captain Evans in com- 
 mand, 
 
 Indiana, Captain Taylor, and tars, 
 
 Then Brookl}^! sailed proudly, while bearing 
 along 
 
 Admiral Schley's blue flag with two stars. 
 
 She was under command of brave Captain 
 
 Cook, 
 Followed by Massachusetts in wake, 
 Iler commander's name, Captain Higginson: 
 Many pages of history 'twill take 
 
 To record half the prowess of next one in line. 
 Famous Oregon, whose wonderful speed 
 Was shown in chasing Christobal Colon 
 In the hour when it stood in good need. 
 
 The outspoken admiration of the whole world 
 
 Had been given to her, when before 
 
 She had sailed neath her banner, so bright, 
 
 unfurled. 
 From Pacific to Atlantic shore. 
 
 She was followed by one, once known as Hoodoo, 
 Now, the Texas, which has brushed from her 
 
 side 
 Her former cognomen, and now she is known 
 As a fighting machine, far and wide. 
 
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The Massachusetts was dirty, 'twas said; 
 "Respectably dirty" said one 
 Heavy duty makes dirt, we'll not be illbred 
 And find fault when that duty's well done. 
 
 The vessels proceeded then up the Hudson 
 
 As far as our General Grant's tomb, 
 
 Fired salutes, turned around, went down the 
 
 river, 
 At Governor's Island stopped a short time. 
 
 Then proceeded to anchorage off Tompkins ville, 
 And now long remembered 'twill be, 
 By New Yorkers and others who saw the parade 
 As something most glorious to see. 
 
 'Twas an impressive spectacle there to behold, 
 For these vessels, their guns and their crews, 
 Had been history making all summer so bold, 
 To no one is this any news. 
 
 They had won for their country new glories, 
 
 fame, 
 Those who nobl}^ had stood behind guns 
 Could be seen standing there on the forward 
 
 deck came 
 Bold heroes, the very same ones. 
 
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Responding most heartily to cheers of the 
 
 crowd. 
 Enjoying- this rest from their toil; 
 Reward for their labors, this calling aloud 
 Of praise ne'er our heroes can spoil. 
 
 Not much time did they have to prepare for 
 
 parade. 
 But what the New Yorkers could do 
 To honor tliese ships and their men was there 
 
 done, 
 In remembrance this day'll be held, too. 
 
 As long as generations shall hand records down 
 Of heroic deeds; bold, fearless, brave. 
 These heroes with laurels and victory's crown 
 Shall live beyond confines of grave. 
 
 Yes, forever shall live on history's page, 
 As glorious those deeds, there, sublime. 
 As are told of bold warriors of any age. 
 Any country or any fair clime. 
 
 50 
 
Iflesstfllnited 
 
 Re-united! Re-united! 
 Write the word across the sky. 
 Let all nations read the story, 
 Hold aloft our banner high; 
 Glorious banner! born of freedom! 
 And where'er its proud folds wave 
 There shall tyranny, oppression, 
 Loose their bonds, release each slave ! 
 
 Men and brothers, one time foemen, 
 
 Now are comrades, each one true 
 
 To one banner. Union Banner, 
 
 Stars and Stripes, ''Red, White and Blue." 
 
 Let old scores be now forgotten. 
 
 Union's bands more closely tie. 
 
 North and South are one forever. 
 
 Foes beware, and come not nigh ! 
 
 War is dreadful: well we know it. 
 
 And the civil war, long past. 
 
 We had hoped and fully counted 
 
 That it long would be the last; 
 
 But the cries of thousands murdered 
 
 At our very threshold, door. 
 
 Pierced our hearts, we sent them succor, 
 
 Spain is humbled, war is o'er. 
 
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Now let peace and plenty calm us, 
 Let no niggard hand supplj'-, 
 Cut down navies or defences, 
 Of our nation make a guy; 
 As in years of reconstruction. 
 Parsimonious plans combined 
 Had of us almost constructed 
 Laughing stock for all mankind : 
 
 When at length war did confront us 
 In all haste we did prepare, 
 Some mistakes occurred to teach us 
 Consequence of niggard's care 
 In preventing appropriations 
 For defense in time of peace, 
 Thinking that our size and prowess 
 Should compel all war to cease. 
 
 Now the same ones who prevented 
 Us from having safe supplies 
 Are, with ready adaptation. 
 Filling all the world with cries 
 In regard to gross abuses, 
 And neglect they now complain, 
 Can't they see their parsimony 
 Helped to cause this war with Spain? 
 
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Caused contempt and gross defiance 
 For appearance of our fleet. 
 When at length the Maine was blown up 
 Then raged vengeance at white heat: 
 Bills were passed, appropriations, 
 Half of which had done more good 
 As preventives, during peace times, 
 Than all rush and hurry could. 
 
 But our President, McKinley, 
 With firm, wise and honest hand. 
 Held back hasty demonstrations. 
 Took a bold and steadfast stand ; 
 And in spite of much traducing 
 Rose above all, towering high, 
 Gave his orders, set in motion 
 Wheels of factories for supply. 
 
 Miracles were then accomplished 
 
 In the few short days to spare, 
 
 While proceed investigations 
 
 On the "Maine" and treachery there: 
 
 Then "To arms!'' our boys are rushing, 
 
 North and South and East and West; 
 
 Each one vieing with the other 
 
 To show their love of land the best. 
 
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Then came splendid feats of valor, 
 Grand achievements, deeds sublime, 
 Waking general admiration 
 From all lands in every clime. 
 Then majestic swept our navy, 
 Scoured the seas in search of foes, 
 And with aid of Shafter's army 
 Brought the war to speedy close. 
 
 Long the list of names of heroes. 
 Well they're known, no need to tell: 
 But of all they did most glorious, 
 Praise ring long and loud and well : 
 All who offered, gave their service 
 To their country in her need, 
 Every private, each one honor ; 
 Give to each of praise his meed. 
 
 To the front all wished to hasten. 
 Forward rush, with hasty speed. 
 But the shortness of the conflict 
 That forbade, there was no need ; 
 Those left out were disappointed, 
 Glories fell not to their share; 
 Thus they thought and still keep thinking 
 But they're wrong we must declare. 
 
 54 
 
For our President, McKinley. 
 Says, to each one falls his share, 
 All were willing, all were anxious 
 To go forward, do and dare. 
 'Twas no fault of our brave army 
 That all fighting could not see, 
 Or rush forward, "On to Cuba!" 
 Help to set poor Cubans free. 
 
 For when war so soon was over 
 Fighting would not reach around 
 To give soldiers, every regiment. 
 Chance to carry home a wound : 
 But we honor their intention. 
 And their wish to front to go 
 Just as much deserve our plaudits. 
 Bravery, courage, all did show. 
 
 Those in camps who watched and waited 
 For their summons to the front, 
 Were as ready, yes, impatient, 
 In this war to bear the brunt 
 As the soldiers who went forward. 
 And were just as bold and brave, 
 Sacrificed their good positions, 
 Life and all, they freely gave. 
 
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Instance Second Lieutenant Guy Kellogg, 
 Vinton, Iowa's honored son; 
 Manly, upright, most industrious. 
 Who to front his way had won 
 For himself a place of standing, 
 In esteem most highly held, 
 Interested in military discipline. 
 In its tactics thoroughly drilled. 
 
 Advanced by free choice of his comrades 
 
 In the guards until the call 
 
 Came, in Co. G, Forty-ninth Iowa, 
 
 Guy Kellogg then gives all: 
 
 Wife so cherished, all bright prospects. 
 
 Law's successes, bright career, 
 
 Went forth then a Forty- ninth soldier, 
 
 Proud with others, void of fear. 
 
 Spent a few days home in Vinton, 
 After the regiment had gone south. 
 Chief of the recruiting detail, 
 In the audience on the Sabbath, 
 During patriotic services 
 On the 3d day of July, 
 Chaplain Mason's letter called for 
 Tent, he spoke and told us why. 
 
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What good work and great advantage 
 The proposed tent would be to all, 
 Forty-ninth Iowa boj^s in particular, 
 And the tent was sent at call. 
 In obedience then to orders, 
 To his duties was assigned, 
 This our youth, acting Judge Advocate 
 Of the brigade to which he belonged. 
 
 Next came sorrow to his dear ones, 
 Brave 3'oung wife, so soon bereft, 
 Brought the lifeless body with her 
 Of her hero, all that's left. 
 Does it seem that all this treasure 
 Has been wasted, useless been? 
 No; there is God keeps record, 
 Counts each sacrifice and gives crown. 
 
 This is one alone of many 
 
 We could cite did space permit; 
 
 Noble, talented, most gifted. 
 
 And for highest calling fit; 
 
 Gave up lucrative positions, 
 
 Went to front at dut3^'s call; 
 
 But these pages could not hold them 
 
 Did we try to name them all. 
 
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Each proud name give highest honor, 
 Soldier brave and bold was he; 
 Matters not he saw not battle, 
 Hardships saw he, all agree: 
 And each soldier is entitled 
 To our thanks lor duties done; 
 All endured for sake of country, 
 Most glorious beneath the sun. 
 
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Captain ^oodrell . » * 
 
 Mancel Goodrell, who, at Guantaiiamo, 
 
 Raised our flag on Cuban soil, 
 
 Is a modest Iowa hero 
 
 Whom no flattery e'er can spoil; 
 
 In two wars he stands before us, 
 For since times of sixty-one 
 He's been in the regular army; 
 Proud we claim him Iowa's son: 
 
 He was in the Fifteenth Regiment^ 
 Co. B, of Volunteers, 
 Crocker's Iowa Brigade soldiers. 
 All are heroes void of fears. 
 
 Deeds of valor all accomplished 
 
 During days of bloody war, 
 
 Now these comrades glad would greet him, 
 
 Those from near and those from far. 
 
 W. A. Boudinot, one among them. 
 Enlisted when not quite fifteen, 
 Taken prisoner at Atlanta, 
 At Andersonville he soon was seen. 
 
 After six months' life in prison 
 He and others gained parole, 
 But the weakened, broken body 
 Scarcely could contain each soul. 
 
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All through life was weakness master, 
 Never gained he normal strength, 
 So was tied, in effort hindered, 
 'Till God called, him home at length, 
 
 To the land where all the humble 
 Heroes, there, are glorified, 
 All is known there, how each noble 
 Soldier, offered life and died. 
 
 Thus their ranks are thinned and broken, 
 Death has claimed of heroes, brave. 
 Greater share; the word was spoken; 
 Silent lie they in the grave. 
 
 But their deeds are ne'er forgotten, 
 In immortal light shall shine. 
 Long as patriots and sages 
 Bow at freedom's holy shrine. 
 
 Their example set before us 
 Fires our youth with strong desire 
 Front to go and there do likewise, 
 To emulate them all aspire. 
 
 "Goodbye comrades," God be with you, 
 May all meet above in heaven. 
 There the humblest one among you 
 Can be sure of credit given. 
 
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BIRDIE V. BOUDINOT, 
 
 THE SOLDIEH'S DAUGHTER. 
 
Octobi'i- 18. 1808. 
 
 Formal opening of the Peace Jubilee • 
 In progress at Chicago to-day, 
 Auditorium packed in the morning to hear 
 What McKinley and others will say. 
 
 Six vials of eloquence there were outpoured, 
 
 Making launching a decided success, 
 
 With patriotism, prudence and wisdom well 
 
 stored 
 Was each utterance and able address. 
 
 Rev. Frank W. Gunsaulus offered the prayer, 
 Chairman Truax made opening address, 
 Introduced George R. Peck presiding officer, 
 Who respects paid the city's great guest. 
 
 Mr. Peck said: "One name in this pageantry 
 
 here. 
 In your thoughts and your hearts will speak 
 
 out. 
 The name of our President McKinley most 
 
 dear. 
 You know him and what he's about. 
 
 Wise, patient, kindly, most generous and calm, 
 
 And judging of that which is right 
 
 And highest in statesmanship, takes there the 
 
 palm', 
 How surely he knows upon sight, 
 
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How surely he knows, as here now he must, 
 When his countrymen he meets face to face, 
 Always the people their leader will trust 
 Who trusts to o-ood conscience and o-race. 
 
 We cannot say, yet, that all dangers are passed, 
 Some storms may come, some waves roll high, 
 But know a brave, strono- hand guides rud- 
 der, stays mast, 
 Sights breakers ahead with keen eye." 
 
 Mr. Peck introduced then Archbishop Ireland, 
 Who the closest attention received. 
 Being frequently compelled to remain silent 
 'Till outbursts of applause were relieved. 
 
 His address was in part as follows, now, here: 
 War has passed, peace reigns, is supreme, 
 Stilled o'er land and o'er sea is the shrill 
 
 clang of arms. 
 Our banner floats in the sun's gleam. 
 
 From San Juan heights to far Manila 
 Floats fearless, triumphant and bold, 
 The Star Spangled Banner, Oh! America, 
 Be glad and rejoice heart and soul. 
 
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Celebrate, Oh! peace, now, thy grand jubilee, 
 
 Heaven's gift are thou ever to earth. 
 
 When Savior of humanity in Bethlehem was 
 
 born, 
 The stars and the sky then sang forth. 
 
 "Glory to God in the highest!" on high. 
 On earth, peace and good will to men. 
 Peace through Christ, our Lord, ever nigh, 
 Peace when spirit of Christ is supreme. 
 
 Oh! peace, so precious to humanity. 
 Art thou, that our highest ideal 
 Of social felicity ever must be 
 On earth, thy sovereignty, real. 
 
 Pagan statesmanship through poetry exclaims; 
 "Best of things which 'tis given men to know 
 Is peace," better far than a thousand triumphs. 
 Simple gift of peace, there to show. 
 
 The regenerated world shall not lift up the 
 
 sword. 
 Against sword, neither then shall they know 
 Or be exercised any more, then, in war. 
 For peace is the normal outilow 
 
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Of humanity's life, the healthy pulse beat; 
 Of social organism, growth; 
 The vital condition of happiness complete, 
 How lovel}'", delightful, thou'rt both! 
 
 Praise of peace is proclaimed beyond all need 
 
 of words. 
 When all men are prone to confess 
 That the only possible justification of war 
 Is establishment, firmly, of peace. 
 
 War, how dreadful thou art! but I shall not 
 
 declare 
 Thee unnecessary, immoral, accursed, 
 Mete out condemnation to history past 
 Of my America and nations of earth. 
 
 But, that thou art dreadful, ever barbarous 
 I shall not e'en attempt to deny. 
 War, is it design, cunning, in order to hide 
 Thy true nature from manhood's clear eye 
 
 That circumstance, pomp, attend ever thy 
 
 march. 
 That poetry and music supply 
 Through thy heavy darkness, the struggling 
 
 rays, bright. 
 History weaves into glories so high? 
 
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stripped bare of thy show and tinsel so gay; 
 What art thou but slaying of men 
 By thousands, aye, often ten thousands we say, 
 And hundreds of thousands again? 
 
 With most steady aim and relentless energy 
 Taxing science to ingenuity utmost, 
 Multitudes of men to endurance by day 
 And by night, throughout all their coasts ; 
 
 To make preparation for war in all haste 
 Taxes utmost the power of might. 
 Armies meet on the field to kill and to waste 
 Like leaves, in autumnal storms' flight. 
 
 Men fa,ll to ground bleeding, dying, the earth 
 
 Is reddened by best human blood. 
 
 The more gory the path the louder sounds 
 
 forth 
 Cheers of victors who wade through death's 
 
 flood. 
 
 This, this is the actual conflict of war. 
 From North to South and East to West, 
 Throughout both countries, whose flags were 
 
 raised o'er 
 Field of battle where struggle their best; 
 
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Is soul-wrecking grief for husband, fattier, 
 Son or brother who sank neath the steel 
 Of foeman, on battle ground dying there. 
 Or the deatli that vile fevers oft deal, 
 
 Or, sorrowing, he comes an invalid home, 
 
 A maimed, weakened body has he. 
 
 Yet they're thankful he's spared and e'en thus 
 
 can come. 
 This, result of war is ; all can see. 
 
 Reduced to the smallest sacrifice of life, 
 The carnage of the battle field, 
 There's some one has died and some one's bereft. 
 E'en if headline reads "Only one killed." 
 
 "Only one," cries the newsboy, "Only one 
 
 killed," 
 Cries the mother, "Oh, he was my son! 
 What were a thousand, a regiment filled 
 To this one, my hero, my own ;" 
 
 It was Wellington who said, ' ' Take my word 
 
 for it. 
 If you'd seen but one day of war 
 You would pray to your God that never you 
 
 might 
 Such a thing see again," e'en afar. 
 
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'Twas Napoleon who said, "The sight of bat- 
 tle field, 
 After fight, is enough to inspire 
 Princes and kings with a strong love of peace 
 And a horror of warfare," so dire. 
 
 War, be thou gone from my soul's inner sight, 
 I thank the good God, now, that war 
 Ghastly spectre 's no longer on threshold of 
 
 home 
 Or threatens in distant lands, far. 
 
 I ask high heaven, "Shall humanity rise 
 To such heights of reason that war 
 Shall be impossible and stories of fights 
 Be but echoes to sadden and mar." 
 
 And yet, while we wait that far blessed day 
 When embodied justice shall stand 
 In judgment, 'tween peoples as 'tween indi- 
 viduals ; 
 Conditions, repellant, demand 
 
 Removal of causes which stand in the way, 
 Of dictates of reason and right. 
 Failing in all other inducements may 
 Impose war, to decide it by might. 
 
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We love peace, not war, but when to war 
 
 we go 
 We send of our bravest and best, 
 Of the country; our magistrate, chief, saj^s so, 
 Great principles embody and test. 
 
 America 's too great to be shut from the 
 
 world, 
 She 's a world power whose voice echoes far, 
 Whose quick spirit travels 'cross mountains 
 
 and seas 
 And lights up the world like a star. 
 
 And with America goes far and wide 
 What, in grandest ideal, she displays; 
 Democracy, liberty, good government 
 By the people, for the people, we praise. 
 
 If ever 'twas allowed o'er result of their wars 
 To nations their voices to raise; 
 America, to-day, should now lift up her voice 
 In this jubilee, now, chant her praise, 
 
 Not of war, but of peace, let praises rebound; 
 
 Her greatness, imperative it makes, 
 
 That praises of peace though the whole land 
 
 resound ; 
 Praise of peace, now, for all nations' sakes. 
 
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America, the eyes of the world are on thee; 
 Thou livest for all the whole world, 
 The new era's shedding its light, plain to see. 
 Out through thee upon the whole world. 
 
 I am dazed by thy power, responsibility to 
 
 God, 
 Am affrighted thy greatness to see; 
 Thou failing', democracy, liberty fail; 
 In the earth is no land of the free. 
 
 Americans, your country demands virtue clear. 
 
 Intelligence bright as the day. 
 
 Build school houses, colleges, drive from the 
 
 land 
 Ignorance and darkness away. 
 
 Let America be of honesty the home. 
 Justice, purity, obedience to law. 
 Temperance, faithfulness and honor come. 
 Virtue leads, in this march, without flaw. 
 
 And now, America, land of our pride, 
 
 Our love and our hope, we now place 
 
 Thee, to-day and to-morrow, in hands of our 
 
 guide. 
 The almighty God, Lord of all space. 
 
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Chairman Peck introduced Judge Speer, of 
 
 Georgia, 
 Who against him had fought long ago, 
 As one of the fighting rebels, then led 
 By Wheeler, "Our brave Fighting Joe." 
 
 Judge Speer delivered a scholarly address, 
 Spanish history going into at length, 
 Showing traditions, character, inimical 
 To American freedom and strength. 
 
 Closing as follows: May the wasted and worn 
 Followers of Gomez and Garcia 
 Come to appreciate the blessings of liberty 
 won: 
 
 Wish and aim of Americans to-day. 
 
 We would not be their masters e'en if we 
 
 could, 
 Our gigantic power was put forth, 
 Their salvation, pacification accomplish we 
 
 would. 
 So we pledge them, before the whole earth. 
 
 We will labor with them, secure justice and 
 
 peace 
 And the blessings of liberty's sway. 
 Domestic tranquility, general welfare 
 To themselves and their posterity. 
 
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For the common defence in blue ether, above 
 
 The beautiful isleoof Cuba, 
 
 Is poised our grand eagle in proud watchful 
 
 love 
 To protect her, forever and a3'e. 
 
 An unspeakable blessing to all of mankind 
 In the struggle from which we've emerged, 
 Is the genuine, brotherly sympathy shown 
 By the English; strong friendship is urged. 
 
 As Olympia, Dewey's flagship steamed slowly 
 
 into line 
 Of battle, at' Manilla there, 
 As she passed|British flagship, the Immortalite, 
 Its band rang out the inspiring air. 
 
 "See the conquering hero," now here he comes; 
 As Olympia flung ensign to air. 
 Came from our kinsman, o'er waters again, 
 Thrilling "Star Spangled Banner," so fair. 
 
 Then duty was on us in sight of God and 
 mankind 
 
 The unholy policy to stay, 
 
 (Which, as demonstrated before senate com- 
 mittee. 
 
 Had, in one year, resulted this way; 
 
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starvation for two hundred thousand men, 
 Women and children, this slow 
 And torturing death, life denied, when to them 
 In a half a day's sail we could go,) 
 
 To this purpose our President devoted all art 
 Of his resourceful nature, sublime, 
 Moderate, considerate plans of his great heart. 
 Christian magnanimity, in vain. 
 
 Finallj^ when investigation had developed the 
 
 truth. 
 How our gallant seamen were slain 
 Remorselessly, cruelly, treacherous and ruth, 
 By the Spanish in sinking the Maine, 
 
 We had been despicable on historic page. 
 To "God of Battles," not have appealed. 
 Seventy million of people cried aloud in their 
 
 rage, 
 Then, the fate of the murderers was sealed. 
 
 Our navy so noble, swift sped to its task, 
 Let the waters that moan through the wrecks. 
 Fire distorted hulls, answer question you ask, 
 How to Spain our navy paid debts. 
 
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Nor is the renown to our army one whit 
 Less glorious; nothing in lucid page 
 Of Thucydides, nor in Caesar's comment 
 Can our thoughts e'er more nobly engage. 
 
 Can this story of how, be ever surpassed, 
 Spurning ehapparal and the barb wire. 
 Pressing rifles close, closer to each throbbing 
 
 breast, 
 Up heights they toiled on, facing fire. 
 
 The machine guns and mausers mowing their 
 
 best. 
 As if with a reaper of might. 
 On, on, yes right on, 'till they won fiery crest 
 And victory, yes victory, in sight. 
 
 With Israel's royal poet exclaim; 
 
 "Sing unto the Lord a new song. 
 
 For marvelous things hath he done," bless His 
 
 name, 
 In His hand doth He hold victory, strong, 
 
 America, humane, in triumph's sweet hour. 
 
 To vanquished most gentle and kind: 
 
 To thee, Lord God of hosts, for thus giving 
 
 us power. 
 Most grateful are we, of one mind. 
 
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In unit}'', grand, we before the world stand 
 And none dispute with us our sway. 
 As the sands of the sea, so freemen shall be, 
 Growth as swift as the morn when 'tis day. 
 
 As soon as Judge Speer had finished loud cries 
 Of "McKinley! McKinley!" were heard, 
 The president had turned preparing to leave, 
 Calls continuing, he spoke in these words : 
 
 "My fellow citizens, I've been deeply moved, 
 Deeply touched by the words which you say, 
 Patriotism uttered by distinguished men 
 In your presence, eloquently, to-day. 
 
 It is gratifying, now, to us all 
 To know, that this war did not cease 
 To be, a war at humanity's call, 
 A war in the interests of peace. 
 
 The last ship that went out of Havana harbor 
 Before the war was declared, 
 Was an American ship, that had taken supplies 
 To Cuba, there to be shared. 
 
 And the first ship to sail into Santiago harbor 
 Was an American ship bearing food, 
 Supplies, to the suffering inhabitants there, 
 To do them all possible good. 
 
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And I'm sure universal American prayers 
 That justice, civilization reign, 
 And the final settlement of peace characterize 
 As thej^'ve distinguished war's progress, plain. 
 
 My countrymen, the current of destiny flows 
 Through the hearts of the people, who will 
 Check them, divert them, stop them, God knows 
 Moves of destiny: He planned they'll fulfill." 
 
 As the President retired there were, for Oglesby, 
 
 calls. 
 Who made a few remarks, closing them 
 With a call for "Three cheers for McKin- 
 
 ley"all, 
 Which were given with a rousing good will. 
 
 The forenoon's exercises ended with song 
 "America," a rendition by band; 
 Enthusiasm carried the people along, 
 So, upward they rise, there they stand. 
 
 During the afternoon in various parts 
 
 Of the city, were held meetings, where 
 
 One was addressed by Gen. Miles, Gen. H. M. 
 
 Duffield 
 And Booker Washington in Columbia Theater. 
 
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Gen. Miles it was, made the principal address, 
 It being tiiis, in part, as follows: 
 Our government carried us through vicissitudes 
 To a violent and destructive war's close; 
 
 Has given us an unbroken chapter of victories 
 In wars with foreign countries, all four. 
 We may have thought lightly of our relations 
 With other governments of yore, 
 
 Or of army, navy, which, to represent 
 Physical force of our nation do stand. 
 Yet now we have in this late Spanish war 
 Witnessed proudly an uprising, grand! 
 
 The very flower of our splendid manhood, 
 
 The noble, patriotic and brave, 
 
 Crowding avenues, as those going to festival 
 
 would. 
 Seeking front ranks, war's paths to the grave. 
 
 Privation and suffering, they counted not cost. 
 North and South vied each with other to show 
 Their devotion to country, all in unity lost 
 Their disruption, of long years ago. 
 
 'Tis a glorious fact, patriots were not confined 
 To any one section or race. 
 In bravery, sacrifice, all of one mind. 
 No regard paid to color of face. 
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The whites were accompanied by gallant blacks 
 As they swept over strong, intrenched lines; 
 The latter volunteered to succor the sick, 
 Nurse the dying, bury dead, at all times. 
 The navy and army of the United States 
 Have written, on history's page, 
 A chapter that's gilded with glory, and which 
 Every American's pride should engage. 
 
 These remarks of the commanding general 
 Of the army, met with favor, great. 
 He was again and again compelled to bow 
 Acknowledgments, when applause did him greet. 
 
 General Duffield, who was also greeted with 
 
 applause, 
 Spoke next, advocating increase 
 In standing army, to meet requirements 
 Needed, now, even in times of peace. 
 Booker T. Washington was speaker next. 
 And his patriotic speech did evoke 
 Much enthusiasm, when he took for his text, 
 "A Much Mixed Nation," all giving heed while 
 
 he spoke. 
 He said, in part, with the close of this war, 
 We are likely to find such a mix 
 Of races and tongues that the white man, I fear, 
 Can't identify himself, in this fix. 
 
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In fact, I feel rather anxious about 
 
 The white man, in this respect. 
 
 But not so for the negro, for there is no doubt. 
 
 His lineage all can detect. 
 
 You see, the instant it is proven, that 
 An individual has one per cent 
 Of African blood, he falls to us, flat, 
 He's a Negro, then, to all intent: 
 
 The 99 per cent of Anglo-Saxon blood 
 Counts for nothing, we claim the man 
 For our race, and it is well understood: 
 Now take him away if 3-ou can. 
 
 It's a great satisfaction, just now, to belong 
 To a race, when Americans, white, 
 Are likely to find themselves intermingled with 
 The Mongolians and Malays now in sight. 
 
 I say, under such circumstances, it is 
 
 A supreme satisfaction to belono- 
 
 To a race, that, potential drawing powers has 
 
 Such as mine, so remarkably strong. 
 
 If there's one class of citizens has cause to 
 
 rejoice. 
 More than another, on the outcome of this war, 
 'Tis the American negro, who should lift up 
 
 his voice 
 In rejoicings, both near and afar: 
 
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'Twas known he could work, build i^ailroads, 
 
 clear fields, 
 Raise of rice, sugar cane, cotton, more 
 Than the whole world could use, think of the 
 
 yields 
 Of all products, so vast, in full store: 
 
 But 'twas doubted whether or not, he could 
 Be depended upon, in time of need; 
 Liberty, honor to defend as man should. 
 Or was worthy of praise, a full meed. 
 
 Did he disappoint j^ou, using bullet or sword? 
 
 As we measured up to highest test 
 
 Of manhood, at each point, where we were 
 
 trusted. 
 So believe me, each, will e'er do his best. 
 
 In the same degree, can be relied upon 
 
 To preserve and interests defend 
 
 Of this country, ever and anon; 
 
 On the colored race 3'ou can depend. 
 
 And you have it from the lips of brave Shatter, 
 During the six months we've been tested by 
 
 fire, 
 Roosevelt, Wheeler, Northern and Southern 
 
 soldier, 
 That we did not fail, but rose higher. 
 
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Now the tables we'll turn and on trial put you; 
 Preparing in property and thrift, 
 Economy, education and character, too, 
 For the duties of highest citizenship: 
 
 When we have prepared ourselves, as a race, 
 We shall ask you, that in ev^ery part 
 You accord us tlie same, all opportunities 
 That to foreigners joii extend from the start. 
 
 We are going to ask, that, as color line you 
 
 forgot 
 When that intrepid black regiment 
 Saved the Rough Riders, there on the spot, 
 You forget it in civil government. 
 
 As effectiveness of the bullet was not judged 
 
 by the skin 
 Of the man who stood benind the gun, 
 That you cease to judge the value of citizenship 
 By curl of hair or tincture of the skin. 
 
 My friends, as we celebrate peace, let us learn 
 That God has been teaching old Spain 
 A terrible lesson; you ask what it is? 
 I will tell you and gratitude gain. 
 
 Simply this: that no nation can disregard 
 The interests of any one part 
 Of its members, without that nation grows weak 
 And corrupt and vile at its heart. 
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Though the penalty may have been long delayed, 
 
 God has been now teaching Spain, 
 
 That for each one of her subjects' a price, must 
 
 be paid 
 For ignorance, poverty, crimes which remain. 
 
 Could be only paid by heart of her land 
 And bluest blood of her sons, 
 With treasure beyond computation and 
 The loss of her fleet and her guns. 
 
 From this spectacle I pray to my God, 
 That a lesson, America will learn, 
 In respect to eight million negroes in the South, 
 Let her plans to educate them now turn. 
 
 There've been placed in your midst nearly 
 
 ten million souls, 
 Who in most elements of civilization are weak. 
 Providence placed them here, not without a 
 
 purpose. 
 To uplift them should you nobly seek. 
 
 One object, in my opinion, is that the stronger 
 
 race, 
 A lesson of patience may imbibe, 
 Forbearance and childlike, yet supreme, trust 
 
 in God 
 Of the universe, whate'er may betide. 
 
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This race has been placed here that the white 
 
 man might have 
 An opportuDity, Ah! so great, 
 Of uplifting himself by uplifting us 
 By his interest in this race's fate. 
 
 Amidst the excitement, glamour, interest. 
 The deeds of heroism, that have clung 
 Around this, our war, let us not, now, forget 
 A condition that must be o'ercome: 
 
 In the southern part of our country, grand! 
 Deepest thoughts, generous help, most sublime, 
 Are needed for years, in humanity's cause 
 To blot ignorance, poverty, and crime, 
 
 Tliat ne'er edict of war nor protocol of peace. 
 Can erase, from fair history's page. 
 The dread situation, should all effort cease. 
 Education ne'er thought more engage. 
 
 There has been, most properly, deep interest 
 
 shown 
 In the thousands of young men who've gone 
 From all parts of our country, in brave defense 
 Of our honor and humanity, well known; 
 
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But I beg you to remember, that, from our 
 
 schools 
 And colleges, in the far south, 
 There are going forth, each 3^ear, thousands 
 
 of young men 
 And women, who are teachers of worth. 
 
 Into dark, secluded corners and lonel}^ school 
 
 house, 
 'Midst poverty and ignorance, drear; 
 They're fighting battles, against common foes. 
 Though no drum beats, banners fly, or friends 
 
 cheer; 
 
 Just as truly and bravely, as those who go forth 
 To do battle against foreign foe. 
 Now, the close of the Spanish-American war 
 Brings new problems, we shall meet them, 
 we'll shov/: 
 
 One supreme element of danger there is: 
 The further as a nation we go 
 In the direction of engrafting into our system 
 Of government, the ignorant and low, 
 
 Irresponsible inhabitant of foreign lands. 
 
 The more we are tempted to depart 
 
 From those principles which have made us, 
 
 as a nation, great; 
 Too great, for any standard of art. 
 
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The people and commercial products, on all 
 
 The islands of all those far seas, 
 
 Have no value, as compared to that value which 
 
 clings 
 Around sentiments, uplifting-, like these; 
 
 "The right to govern rests upon the consent 
 Of the governed," and further that, 
 "All men are created free and equal," 
 In some places disregarded so flat. 
 
 Now, it seems to me, that, the highest duty. 
 
 Which this nation owes to itself. 
 
 And its traditions, is to put the negro of the 
 
 South 
 On that plane of intelligence, moral health. 
 
 And civilization, where no man will be tempted, 
 Himself to degrade, by interpreting constitution 
 
 to mean 
 One thing, when applied to a black man, 
 And another, when to white men. 
 
 If ignorance and poverty, of the negro of the 
 
 South, 
 Is permitted to corrupt and warp laws. 
 Degrade public conscience, result will be felt 
 Through acquired territory and all parts of 
 
 the North. 
 
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To be willing to defend one's country with 
 
 his life, 
 You say, is the highest test 
 Of patriotism, usefulness; offer in strife 
 To try, duties to perform, each one, his best. 
 
 Here you have a race but thirty-five years 
 Out of slavery; but few hundred removed 
 From savagery's haunts, battles and fears: 
 All can see he has greatly improved. 
 
 You place the Negro soldier of this race, dark, 
 On the one hand, by the side of the wealth 
 And culture of the East; New England, ISlew 
 
 York, 
 On the other, intelligence, chivalry of the South, 
 
 In front of him you place the soldiery of one 
 Of the oldest, most renowned, of the earth, 
 A country of Europe; now, Ethiopia's son, 
 Prove your right as a man ; prove your worth. 
 
 For answer with a bravery and impetuosit}". 
 
 That shall live in story and song, 
 
 "My Country 'Tis of Thee" flowing from his 
 
 lips, 
 He scales the heights of San Juan; the bat- 
 tle's won ! 
 
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Is won for his country, is it won for himself? 
 Let this serious question employ 
 The thoughts of humanitarians of wealth, 
 Bring full justice, rights, all shall enjoy. 
 
 At the armory, of the First Infantry, assembled 
 
 a crowd 
 That filled the immense structure to the door, 
 Gathered to hear General Shafter, who said 
 What follows and considerably more: 
 
 "There's nothing so dear to the heart of the 
 
 President 
 Of this Republic, proud, as to know 
 That he is approved; by the people sustained; 
 That approval events plainly show. 
 
 I accept your welcome, so far as I am concerned 
 As commander of the army, which, so 
 Recentl}^, by its successful campaign 
 Hauled Spain's standard down, laid it low: 
 
 The standard which, for four hundred years, 
 Has floated on this continent; 
 Never again to be raised here, (applause) 
 Americans have decreed, their intent. 
 
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But in thus recognizing me, I wish you to know 
 That the credit is not due to me, 
 For the accomplished results, which now show. 
 Except in a very small degree. 
 
 It is due to the army, my gallant command, 
 
 A better in America ne'er stood: 
 
 Saying that I'll not apologize to the old army, 
 
 grand, 
 These, their sons, are their equals; as good: 
 
 They had the advantage at the close of the w^ar 
 
 That they had been oft tried by fire. 
 
 And practicall}^ knew what war was, then, of 
 
 yore. 
 What to look for, in dread battles dire. 
 
 While perfect in discipline, this army of mine, 
 Magnificent shots, thoroughly drilled. 
 Were deficient, only, in that they'd ne'er been 
 Under fire, where brave hearts are stilled: 
 
 And it is to them that credit and thanks 
 
 Are due, and I now wish to say, 
 
 To their heroism, indomitable will, pluck and 
 
 strength. 
 We're indebted for victory, to-day: 
 
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For, I tell you, my comrades, that e'en after 
 
 goiog through 
 That four years of war, in my youth. 
 Having with me men who then fought against us. 
 Also, veterans, w^ho will bear out this truth, 
 
 When I say, that, their unanimous voice 
 Was, that soldiers ne'er suffered before 
 In American campaign, so severely were tried, 
 As in this, at Santiago's door." 
 
 He then gave an interesting account of the 
 
 campaign. 
 And the enormous difficulties met; 
 They were not in the fighting at all, so he said, 
 For that was the easiest part: 
 
 But in getting food and medicine to the front, 
 Over the single, muddy, terrible road: 
 Fourteen horses instead of four it took, 
 The battery was such a great load. 
 
 Secretary of Agriculture, Iowa's Wilson, next 
 
 spoke 
 As follows, save that this is condensed: 
 "The history of the nations of the old world. 
 Mainly of wars with each other consists. 
 
Changes of dynasties and of boundaries, too, 
 In conformance to results of the war; 
 Religious and civil liberty, through 
 War with intrenched oppression's bar. 
 
 Great campaigns and their decisive battles are 
 Mountain peaks of records, of the past, 
 Overshadowing the growth of education, thought 
 And action; in history they last: 
 
 Many of their histories are but chronicles 
 
 Of conflicts that brought glory to 
 
 The crowned head on one side, to the other, 
 
 shame. 
 Humiliation, most painful to view. 
 
 The right of succession, there, to a throne. 
 Has cost hundreds of thousands of lives 
 Of people who were not interested in result; 
 Thus power and oppression there thrives: 
 
 And the desire to compel all people to conform, 
 In their devotional exercise, 
 To the will of somebody, high in power, 
 The cause, of millions slaughtered, supplies. 
 
 The most potent influences in arresting war, 
 
 Have been education and grovv^th 
 
 Of commerce, between nations, grouping of 
 
 the weak 
 And the gospel, by evangels set forth. 
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The war with Spain, for tliis reason was waged: 
 
 The enlightened people of each state, 
 
 The inhuman practices on her colonies, by 
 
 Spain, 
 At our doors, we could not tolerate. 
 
 There was no hope or desire for profit or gain, 
 
 Or national aggrandizement: 
 
 From beginning, that 'twould be, this war 
 
 with Spain, 
 Expensive, 'twas plainly evident. 
 
 'Twas plain that disease would our soldiers 
 
 attack, 
 Let precautions be liowever great; 
 But when duty was placed Hn the balance, back, 
 Those considerations carried no weight. 
 
 We were not well prepared, but abundance 
 
 we had 
 Of population, wealth, unorganized; 
 Undisciplined courage and patriotism, grand! 
 Rushed forwardoand the whole world surprised. 
 
 The events of a few months have given us a 
 
 name 
 That forever associated will be 
 With the most brilliant period, also president 
 
 revered, 
 Equal to any in our history. 
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Consider our position, then, in China seas;. 
 When war was declared, did not own 
 A post, to which we a vessel could moor, 
 When, on first of May's dawn, the sun shone, 
 
 And the laws of neutrality drove Dewey out 
 Upon the waters, homeless, with his fleet, 
 American commerce in the Pacific, throughout, 
 Was then at Spain's mercy complete. 
 
 War had been declared and issue been joined 
 'Tween a nation that nothing e'er learns 
 And a nation that nothing e'er permits to escape, 
 Ere sunset, 'twas tlie whole world's concerns: 
 
 When the sun set on the waters of Manila bay, 
 The American flag floated forth; 
 The young Republic graduated into the way 
 And work of great nations of earth. 
 
 The nations of the old world standing armies 
 
 support, 
 While our commonwealths support schools. 
 The products of both at Santiago met 
 To compare results, under war's rules. 
 
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The Spaniards, highly disciplined and well 
 
 equipped, 
 Held positions, strongly intrenched, 
 Which through centuries and precedent of the 
 
 past, they'd held: 
 Yet were routed by America's strength. 
 
 Though Americans equalled not, in number, 
 
 their foes. 
 They, contending for the rights of mankind, 
 School house and humanity, before the day's 
 
 close. 
 Won the victory, and, to peace, all inclined: 
 
 And responsibility, there surrendered b}^ Spain, 
 
 Falls, now, upon the United States, 
 
 Will be met and discharged with increasing 
 
 gain 
 To inhabitants inside their gates. 
 
 Those islands will get enterprise, good laws, 
 
 School houses, capital, and skill. 
 
 Honest levying, collecting for expense, in each 
 
 cause 
 Drop bitterness, be of good cheer and, will. 
 
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When God has a work to be done, in this world— 
 And He has much to do— He prepares 
 His agents to carrj^ out, pei'feetly. His will, 
 Thus our people He has fully endowed. 
 
 The cries of the people of Carribean Isles 
 And China seas entered His ear. 
 So He put in the hearts of our people erstwhiles 
 As Samaritans to come forth, interfere. 
 
 Many years intervened before we could see 
 Our strong- obligations to Him, 
 Responsibility to our God to be 
 As it was, all throughout interim. 
 
 The finger of Providence all recognize 
 
 In many incidents of the war; 
 
 The navy lost few men in conflict or by disease, 
 
 Not a ship lost, although they sailed far. 
 
 The transportation and landing of troops, 
 At Cuba, Manila, Porto Rico, 
 Were surprises in their exemption from disaster; 
 Never before was such record to show. 
 
 We suffered more in camp than in battle; 
 Moses, over three thousand years ago, 
 Told how to behave in camp, in plain detail, 
 In the Bible's safe reading 'twill show, 
 
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God turned the shot aside from each fleet 
 And held the dread cyclone in hand, 
 'Till landing and victories, both, were complete; 
 Then came storms, in fury o'er, the land. 
 
 The war cost, directly, three hundred million 
 
 dollars, 
 But the expenditure is less cause for regret 
 Than the loss of one of our soldiers 
 Who has died, in battle or camp, yet. 
 
 In 1879, one hundred millions in gold 
 
 In the treasury we put to take care 
 
 Of our credit, our nation, staunch, to uphold, 
 
 Now the same put in battleships, rare. 
 
 Is alarm felt at probable use of these ships? 
 Let us from a peace standpoint e'er be 
 Ready, God's will and humanity's cause 
 To espouse, help, humanity to free. 
 
 The vessels may not be used, for many a day, 
 Othei'wise, than our commerce to protect, 
 But on nations who recognize not man as a man, 
 The}^ cannot but have good effect. 
 
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Let those nations who oppress the common 
 
 people gaze 
 And see, there's a nation on earth, 
 That one billion four hundred million dollars 
 
 could raise. 
 And two hundred and fifty thousand men equip 
 
 in one month. 
 
 And that three hundred millions it did expend 
 
 Overcoming, for humanity's sakes, 
 
 One of oldest, proudest nations on earth did 
 
 then send 
 To the rear, for her crimes, and mistakes, 
 
 In one hundred and thirteen days: doing God's 
 
 work; 
 As, is firmly believed everywhere. 
 In never an instance did their duty once shirk 
 Or advantages take, unfair. 
 
 A dull student of events he would be who 
 
 supposed. 
 That the United States could avoid 
 Her duties to mankind, by keeping her doors 
 
 closed 
 Like a hermit, live unemployed. 
 
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The world demands the most competent men 
 
 To take charge and manag'e affairs, 
 
 Best machinery, commodities, we're producing 
 
 them 
 And our flag protects, U. S. so declares. 
 
 And mere}", sublimest attribute of God, 
 Placed above judgment, justice and truth. 
 We have shown and aie showing to even the clod 
 In man's form, undeserving and ruth. 
 
 Monsters of history no mercy have shown, 
 Governor-General of Philippine Isles 
 Threatened the lash, and, had he victory won, 
 His word he'd have kept there, erstwhiles. 
 
 Dewey refrained from shelling the town 
 Out of considerations of mercy, sublime! 
 Looked the other way, when Governor-General 
 
 stepped down 
 And, away from Manila, made time. 
 
 Throughout this war, for humanity, 
 
 Our operations on principles humane, 
 
 Were conducted, and our President sought, 
 
 without war, 
 Perfect justice, satisfaction, to gain. 
 
For necessities, comforts, most lavish expense, 
 For army and navy, was ne'er spared: 
 And our sailors at Manila and at Santiago 
 For all Spanish wounded, there cared. 
 
 The Cubans we fed before war began. 
 During continuance and we're feeding them still: 
 The American people, rich, poor, every one. 
 Give of means, time and hearty good will. 
 
 To the fever stricken soldiers they gladly 
 
 give aid. 
 In every possible way, 
 Their true heroism, characteristic of people 
 
 humane, 
 Is plain to be seen, we must say. 
 
 Deeds of daring have challenged, the admira- 
 tion of the world. 
 From beginning of conflict till close; 
 A marvel is the work of Dewey and his men, 
 In the orient, where the tropic breeze blows. 
 
 The performance of Sampson and sailors so 
 
 bold. 
 In Carribean seas, glorify 
 American history, 'twill in pages be told 
 Long as time, and the stars and stripes fly. 
 
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The charges at San Juan and El Caney, grand, 
 Resemble Gettysburg and Balaklava; 
 Wheeler, rising from a sick bed, goes with 
 
 his command, 
 Frail of body, sublime of spirit, heroically! 
 
 Recalls the Duke of Luxemburg and the Prince 
 
 of Orange, 
 Europe's greatest generals in their day: 
 Both equally heroic and equally frail. 
 Mental powers, bold and fearless, held away. 
 
 The calculating courage of Hobson is the pride 
 Of every student who sees hope of success; 
 And Roosevelt exemplifies latent warlike qual- 
 ities 
 Of Americans, without preparation, all confess. 
 
 The American people in purpose and sympathy 
 Have been one for many long years. 
 Of it, the late w^ar furnishes historic evidence, 
 So, quieted, now, are all fears. 
 
 Lee and Wheeler commanded men from the 
 
 wheat fields of the North, 
 Miles and Grant, men from the cottonfields 
 
 of the South, 
 Their loyalty and patriotism showed their true 
 
 worth. 
 And their praises are in every mouth. 
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The valor of those who for ideas fought, 
 As each section understood to be rig-ht, 
 From eighteen sixty to sixty five, brought 
 Common heritage, now, to all, in clear sight." 
 
 Other meetings were held in various parts, 
 Jubilee services in schools, twent3"-four; 
 At Studebaker Hall, presiding officer; Grosscup, 
 Speakers; Beveridge, Northrup, Rose, had the 
 floor. 
 
 A large crowd of workingmen at armory of 
 
 the Second, 
 Where Gompers, of speakers, was chief; 
 His address against expansion as favoring 
 
 imperialism, 
 And the same said he of army's increase. 
 
 At North Side Turner Hall, addresses were 
 
 made 
 By General Adna R. Chaffee 
 And Postmaster General, Charles Emory Smith, 
 At this meeting of Peace Jubilee. 
 
 After conclusion of exercises at Auditorium, 
 The President was at lunch entertained 
 At the Auditorium Hotel by Jubilee Committee- 
 men: 
 Meantime, outside, how it rained ! 
 
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At table with the President, Thos. B. Bryan, 
 R. J. Oglesby, Judge John Barton Payne, 
 Captain Lafayette McWilliams,and several ladies 
 Of the presidential party, not named. 
 
 At its close the President left for the Mc- 
 
 Williams home. 
 Where he rested till departure for the ball, 
 Where four thousand people danced, at the 
 
 Auditorium, 
 For the benefit of soldiers, sailors, all. 
 
 This Jubilee Ball, was a notable success; 
 Twenty five thousand dollars the gain: 
 General Miles, General Chaffee, Shafter and 
 
 the rest 
 Were there, heroes, all, of this war with Spain. 
 
 Chinese and Corean Embassies here, 
 
 And dignitaries, most high, 
 
 Including forenoon's speakers, Ireland and 
 
 Speer, 
 And of numberless others supply. 
 
 The hour set for reception of distinguished 
 
 guests 
 Was 10:30, before specified time. 
 The reception committee, headed by Mrs. 
 
 Palmer, 
 Attended by Marshall Field, were in line. 
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stationed behind ribbons of red, white and blue 
 That were stretched out, long, 'cross the hall, 
 To wait for the President, who appeared true 
 To time, with Chairman Truax, Mayor Harri- 
 son, all. 
 
 The orchestra, "Star Spangled Banner," then 
 
 played, 
 While the throng enthusiastically applaud. 
 When ceremony of presentation was stayed. 
 In his box sat the President and bowed. 
 
 At 11:30 he visited Medinah Temple, 
 There the ball of the Naval Reserves; 
 Several hundred gathered in uniform, full. 
 These heroes whom nothing e'er swerves. 
 
 The President, arm in arm with Mayor Harrison, 
 Accompanied by McCalla of the Marblehead, 
 Admiral Brown, Commodore Ide, Capt. Wise 
 
 Lieut. W. J. Wilson, 
 Lieut. J. A. Ubdell, Ensigns; D. R. Colins, S^ 
 
 D. Flood. 
 
 They were greeted with cheers most heartily 
 
 prolonged. 
 Ten minutes were occupied shaking hands 
 With the President, filing past whom they 
 
 thronged. 
 Then at east the end of hall, he there stands. 
 
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Addressing the blue jackets, briefly, he said; 
 "It gives me great pleasure indeed 
 To meet the Chicago Naval Reserve, 
 That magnificent work did, with speed, 
 
 At Santiago, where Cervera's fleet 
 Was destroyed, which to suspension led 
 Of hostilities, giving us hope, peace to greet, 
 On justice, right, humanity, founded. 
 
 Never did men more gallant in both Army and 
 
 Navy 
 Muster, to glorious stripes and bright stars. 
 Than the soldiers and sailors in the late 
 
 Spanish war. 
 And their victory no blemish e'er mars. 
 
 While either ocean's breast bears a white sail. 
 
 Your name will men never forget ; 
 
 While ever God's sun steers each ship through 
 
 the gale. 
 In remembrance, dear, you'll be held yet." 
 
 The President departed amidst the loud cheers 
 Which ended this grand Jubilee, 
 Remembered 'twill be for many long years. 
 Throughout this, "The Land of the Free." 
 
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Oh, how the heart swells, 
 
 The silent tear tells, 
 
 When of patriotism, grand, we read! 
 
 How we wish then to do 
 
 A courageous act, too, 
 
 Or in some great good to take lead. 
 
 Oh, will our hearts break 
 
 When to Cuba they take 
 
 Forty-ninth for a garrison there? 
 
 Here's our chance to be brave. 
 
 For, Our Boys, first, we gave. 
 
 But, "Send them back," now is our praj^er. 
 
 The Fifty-first, oh. 
 
 To Manila must go. 
 
 And the poor mothers' hearts ache in vain! 
 
 In vain is their prayer, 
 
 The boys must go where 
 
 They are needed, and sent; that is plain. 
 
 And our dut}^, true. 
 
 Is to cheer them, anew. 
 
 And confide them to God's loving care. 
 
 Oh, our bonnie boys brave. 
 
 There is more you must save 
 
 Than the body! Of sin, then, bewarel 
 
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Think of mother and home 
 
 And the tempter '11 not come; 
 
 God will help you to drive him away. 
 
 Pure in heart you'll return, 
 
 Bright your lamp then will burn, 
 
 Lighting others that might go astray. 
 
 It is brave to be true, 
 
 Keeping heaven in view. 
 
 Moral courage is greatest of all. 
 
 More firmness it takes. 
 
 Doing right for their sakes. 
 
 Than required scaling mountain or wall. 
 
 You wish great deeds to do, 
 
 Here's your chance; just be true 
 
 To your God and your country and home; 
 
 Scorn the wrong with your might, 
 
 It will sneak out of sight 
 
 And never back to you will come. 
 
 Trust in God for the rest 
 
 And then what is best, 
 
 Sure, will come: For to him who doth wait 
 
 All things come at last: 
 
 Hold God's promises fast 
 
 And you're safe whatever your fate. 
 
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Then as heroes of ri^ht, 
 
 In all the world's sight, 
 
 You'll be greeted with honor and love. 
 
 How our proud hearts will swell, 
 
 When of "Our Boys" they tell, 
 
 "They are heroes recorded above." 
 
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to any Occasion ♦ ♦ ♦ 
 
 Equal to any occasion 
 
 The Iowa boys stand today. 
 
 They're the pride of our state and nation, 
 
 On all sides, ever3^thing goes their way. 
 
 At Palo Alto at football 
 
 They defeated the Crack Stanford team, 
 
 6 to 0, was the score, and all 
 
 Cheer them; now let Iowa's bird ciow or scream. 
 
 Still annother game played at Berkley, 
 The Fifty-first Iowa boys win 
 From the University of California, 
 6 to stands the score again. 
 
 At both places were given ovations. 
 The whole regiment took holiday, 
 Afterward on drill at Pavilion 
 They took honors the very same way. 
 
 Thus 3'ou see our boys bring credit 
 Our state, Iowa, they represent. 
 Time and effort spent in home training 
 All can see now, was time well spent. 
 
 And our Iowa home boys, also, 
 Have done the self same thing. 
 Have whipped Nebraska at football, 
 And their victory too, we sing. 
 
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aunt tSeckey ^om$ ♦ ♦ ♦ 
 
 I've been over to see Aunfc Beckey 
 Oh! isn't it a treat, 
 To sit in her cosy kitchen 
 Where every thing's so neat, 
 And listen while she tells me 
 Of many things, to me, new; 
 Her soldier boys, their marches, 
 And the battles they went through. 
 
 During the Civil war she was with them 
 
 At hospital, in the field. 
 
 After hard fought battles. 
 
 Where neither side would yield: 
 
 Oh, the dreaded amputations. 
 
 The miseries and pains 
 
 After each great battle. 
 
 No matter which side gains! 
 
 As I listen while she tells me, 
 I feel my heart to swell 
 And wish I could have done likewise, 
 Could have gone to front as well, 
 And I look upon her badges. 
 Three hundred different kinds, 
 Representing three hundred lodges. 
 And more than as many minds. 
 
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That invented badges, different, 
 
 For each occasion fit; 
 
 And Aunt Beckey deserves them every one, 
 
 We're very sure of that. 
 
 For she went from her home in Ithaca, 
 
 New York, in 'sixty-two. 
 
 Returned again in 'sixty-five 
 
 After the war was through. 
 
 During those three years she was every where 
 
 With 109th New York, 
 
 In which she and her two brothers were, 
 
 There, kept up her work 
 
 As nurse, in hospital or field 
 
 With the Ninth Army Corps, 
 
 Army of the Potomac, 
 
 'Til the Civil war was o'er. 
 
 Came to Iowa in 1868 
 And since then. Aunt Beckey' s found 
 In patriotic organizations. 
 Throughout the country 'round. 
 And all delight to honor 
 The nurse, who freely gave 
 Her time and work for nothing. 
 The soldiers lives to save. 
 
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Thus, when this Spanish war broke out, 
 
 Her advice was eagerly sought. 
 
 In making what was needed 
 
 Sanitary Commission brought 
 
 Their plans and cares to Aunt Beckey; 
 
 With all, she sympathized; 
 
 Helped their constant, patriotic work. 
 
 In their councils she advised. 
 
 Long live our dear Aunt Beckey! 
 
 Iowa claims her now, 
 
 But as New York was her native state. 
 
 To New York we all must bow. 
 
 Her father was James Graham, 
 
 A soldier of 1812; 
 
 His only sister, a nurse with him. 
 
 From camp fever, lost her life. 
 
 So its plain to be seen, Aunt Beckey 
 
 Comes of patriotic stock. 
 
 She's true as steel, and patient 
 
 And steady as the clock. 
 
 To all she's ever ready 
 
 To extend a kindly hand. 
 
 May heaven watch over Aunt Beckey 
 
 Our Boys, and our native land. 
 
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"Mamma, where' s my papa? 
 Why can't I find him? say, 
 Was I a teenty baby 
 When my papa went away?" 
 
 "Why did he go to heaven? 
 I want him; Oh, so bad! 
 If he had only stayed here 
 Oh, I would be so glad" 
 
 "Other little girls have papas. 
 And Oh! it makes me cry 
 When they kiss their little girlies. 
 Why did my papa die?" 
 
 My darling, your papa was a soldier, 
 And was captured in the war 
 And starved in the cruel prisons 
 He never was well, my dear. 
 
 And when you, little Birdie, darling, 
 Were only ten months old, 
 Your papa was called to leave us 
 In this world that seems so cold. 
 
 To orphan children, who are left here, 
 But darling you must pray 
 To "Our Father who art in heaven," 
 He can hear every word you say. 
 
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So, ask a blessing-, baby, 
 And to us it will be given 
 That we shall see our papa, 
 We'll meet him up in heaven. 
 
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Sanitary Commission 
 
 Iowa's Sanitary Commission, reorganized the 9th 
 
 of May, 
 Less than one month had war been under way, 
 When a number of women thinking, the volun- 
 teers would need 
 Many hospital supplies, began sewing, with speed, 
 In the Y. M. C. A. Building, using library room. 
 Donated for the purpose, that there they might 
 come. 
 
 There they worked all summer making housewives 
 Bandages, pads and other supplies : 
 And hundreds of sheets, towels and pillow cases, 
 And nightshirts, too, sent from many places. 
 To Sanitary Commission, in turn by them sent 
 To Colonels of each and every Iowa Regiment. 
 
 And to Iowa's brave immunes, also, a share. 
 And still they kept working till they'd supplies 
 
 and to spare; 
 When the 52d Iowa boj^s come home, as they ought. 
 Thirty-eight very sick, to Cottage Hospital were 
 
 brought, 
 Then everything was needed, all the things sent, 
 For their comfoi't, welfare, was much money, well 
 
 spent. 
 
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A chain letter had been started, some time in June 
 Or early in July, not a day too soon. 
 It went on its mission, to do good it was bound 
 As it passed from four friends to four other 
 
 friends 'round; 
 Then each of these four sent four others the same 
 Ten cents, from each, to the treasury came. 
 
 This blessed chain letter became noted, as well, 
 Its mission of usefulness let the convalescents tell 
 How in comfort it kept them, paying each bill. 
 Many nurses, well paid, and prescriptions did fill, 
 And other expenses which as high ran 
 As three hundred dollars per week, led the van, 
 
 Of all sources of income it proved itself best 
 To bring in read}^ cash and to keep up a zest, 
 Renewing interest and faith in each move 
 Of sanitary commission and their labor of love; 
 Their patriotism, perseverance, self-denial, prove 
 Christian earnestness; reward rests with heaven 
 above. 
 
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*Oowa*8 Soldier 61rl ♦ . . 
 
 We're interested in Miss Delia Weeks, 
 
 "Our Iowa Soldier Girl;" 
 
 We read and think and talk of her 
 
 'Til our heads are in a whirl. 
 
 All sorts of questions do we ask, 
 
 Not waiting for replies — 
 
 How old is she? Y/here was she born? 
 
 What color are her eyes? 
 
 She was born November 26, 1864, 
 
 In Monroe township, Linn county, Iowa; 
 
 With her mother I talked it o'er. 
 
 Her father, Charles Weeks, who in 1860 
 
 To Linn count}'^ came. 
 
 Was born in Courtland county, New York, in 1839. 
 
 He married Miss Laura Chamberlain in 1862, 
 
 Sister of our world-renowned Chamberlains, 
 
 Of medicine fame, who 
 
 Was born in the same Monroe township 
 
 April fifteenth, 'forty-three. 
 
 I've answered many questions now, 
 
 As you can plainly see. 
 
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Miss Delia's eyes are black as sloes, 
 
 Her hair is thick and dark ; 
 
 As nurse in hospitals and homes 
 
 She succeeded, made her mark, 
 
 Visited hospitals of renown 
 
 In cities of each state ; 
 
 To Manilla on St. Paul she's gone, 
 
 Out through the golden gate]; 
 
 To nurse, care for our Iowa boys of the Fifty - 
 
 first Regiment, 
 By parents, sisters, wives, sweethearts 
 And friends, she there was sent. 
 
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(Osborne Dci^nan^s Welcome Ibome* 
 
 Osborne Deignan, "Our Sailor Boy!" 
 Proudly we welcome him home, with joy; 
 ISlo honors can be too great for him; 
 All lustres beside his name grow dim. 
 
 Our Iowa hero! Mortal man 
 
 Must pause, his deed of bravery scan; 
 
 Immortal is his name, for aye 
 
 With Hobson's, none will ask us why. 
 
 For dark as Egypt was the night, 
 Beneath were mines quite out of sight. 
 When, Deignan, calm,, his hand on helm 
 Of Merrimac, water must o'erwhelm, 
 
 With Claussen, Montague, George Charette, 
 John Murphy, now of crew of Celt, 
 George Phillips, now of Vermont's crew, 
 Frank Kelley, now on on Vermont, too. 
 
 Sailed in Santiago's harbor to a doom 
 Most terrible, it seemed must come 
 To daring band, so nobly brave. 
 But, God, above, their lives could save. 
 
 All at once Egyptian night. 
 By constant flash of guns, was light. 
 And down they kept below the rail, 
 Or they'd been targets, without fail. 
 
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The sea began to churn and foam; 
 Discovery then they knew had come, 
 For shot and shell around them fell, 
 Helpless the ship, in veritable hell. 
 
 Forty minutes floated about. 
 Then sank, in water cast them out. 
 But not before each touched the mine 
 Planned to be fired at proper time. 
 
 To the catamaran raft they clung, 
 'Twas for that purpose brought along; 
 'Mid rifles crack and cannons roar 
 The night of peril passed, was o'er. 
 
 At six o'clock, in morning light. 
 Admiral Cervera saw their plight. 
 Took them on shipboard, gave them food. 
 Treated them as civilized being should. 
 
 And now we welcome home "Our Boy," 
 Full hearts o'erflowing, each with joy, 
 But words are lacking to express 
 Our pride in him, and thankfulness. 
 
 That to his home he now has come, 
 His friends, now greet, with fife and drum 
 And banners gay, and flags in air, 
 Their hero, Iowa's hero, there. 
 
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And now the "A la Hobson kiss," 
 It seems, is not at all amiss; 
 One hundred maidens demand this; 
 A measure of his gallantry; 
 
 But mother claims the nearest place, 
 And greets her boy first, face to face, 
 Tears dim his eyes, 'tis manly grace, 
 With kisses for mother, deferentially. 
 
 The mother's heart is full, we know. 
 That, God her hero saved to show 
 His power: Her bliss doth cup o'erflow, 
 All join in thanks reverentially. 
 
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"The wag-es of sin is death," 
 
 Of your morals, "boj^s," take care; 
 
 Keep your hearts pure as the morning breath 
 
 Of wind, and free as air. 
 
 If you lift your hearts in prayer 
 To God in time of need ; 
 You'll resist temptation, there 
 Satan leaves you with all speed. 
 
 Much ill-health you can avoid. 
 Pure in heart j^ou can return. 
 If your thoughts are well employed — 
 Let great thoughts within you burn, 
 
 Your homes and mother's love. 
 And sweethearts, pure and good; 
 Put your trust in God above, 
 And behave as heroes should. 
 
 Repulse each evil thing 
 That comes before your eyes; 
 Satan will take to wing, 
 Away from you he flies. 
 
 Your affections keep clean and pure, 
 Don't flatter and make believe; 
 'Twill cause you trouble, be sure — 
 Some heart 'twill sorely grieve. 
 
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a 
 
 Only a little flirtation 
 With a Cuban girl, you say ; 
 Such as most soldiers indulge in, 
 To while the dull time away. 
 
 But, oh! the true heart beating 
 Under the bodice light, 
 Never once thought of your cheating 
 Her, out of life, love and light. 
 
 So when at length you sickened, 
 And to your home were sent, 
 Her heart-throbs, true, were quickened 
 To follow you bound; so she went, 
 
 Crossed the gulf to the city of Orleans, 
 From there made hor way to your home 
 In far o£P South Dakotah, 
 To nurse you she has come; 
 
 When, hearing of preparations 
 
 For your marriage, her poor racked brain 
 
 Gives way, her heart is broken, 
 
 And a madhouse is all her gain. 
 
 And you, thoughtless boy, now seeing 
 Naught but endless troubles to come, 
 Went out into wild wastes fleeing, 
 And dead you are brought home. 
 
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Oh! will not this story teach you, 
 Boys, to keep honor in view, 
 And ne'er to indulge in flirtation, 
 To your own friends at home be true? 
 
 Or, if you had no sweetheart 
 When you left your home for war. 
 To be true to one you've since chosen. 
 And not her entire life mar? 
 
 'Tis a crime, my boy, dishonor, 
 In your uniform bright to shine. 
 Take advantage of admiration 
 For heroes in every clime; 
 
 Thus pretend, act a lie, say you love her, 
 Win affections that never can die. 
 Blot out the heaven above her— 
 It is seen by God's almighty e3^e. 
 
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love 
 
 The mind's eye may see clearly, 
 Unwelcome though the fact, 
 That love may be a hindrance, 
 Denying power to act 
 Worth doing. 
 
 But oftener love's a stimulus 
 That leads one on to fame, 
 Showing the beloved object 
 That one can win a name 
 Worth having. 
 
 Try, build a castle bravely, 
 And rear its turrets high. 
 Yes, fashion all in beauty. 
 Its minarets reach the sky — 
 Worth giving 
 
 To a most radiant angel 
 From God's fair climes above; 
 It is mere nothing, worthless. 
 Without the boon of Love 
 Can greet it. 
 
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IRoontime yn^usinss * * * 
 
 "Every one has his hardships" 
 'Tis said, let's see if its true: 
 Let's put our heads tog-ether 
 And of notes compare a few. 
 
 You view things from your standpoint, 
 I will also view from mine, 
 That of a country schoolma'am: 
 You say, that's not in your line? 
 
 Well if it's not and you're tired 
 And not inclined to contend 
 For merits of the saying. 
 We will not, let's drop it, friend; 
 
 Instead let's count the blessings 
 And beauties around us spread, 
 O'er paths that teachers travel 
 In earning their daily bread. 
 
 In winter time, for instance. 
 We wade through beautiful snow, 
 Breaking the road for others. 
 For at half past seven we go: 
 
 Oh, smooth unbroken surface, 
 
 'Tis purer than rays of light! 
 
 Even weeds by the roadside. 
 
 Now dressed in their robes of white, 
 
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Extend their arms out toward us, 
 In grotesque and varied form, 
 As trudging through the snowdrifts. 
 The exertion keeps us warm: 
 
 Each side of road are willows 
 Bent down with their load of sheen, 
 A coat of mail inclosed in. 
 Surpassing their summer's green. 
 
 Thousands of brightest diamonds 
 All strung together with care. 
 Silver filagree workings. 
 And bright frescoes rich and rare, 
 
 Could not compare to beauties, 
 Here spread out before our eyes: 
 Nature's fathomless background, 
 The blue of the heavenly skies. 
 
 Thus, after storm comes sunshine. 
 And after sorrow comes joy, 
 And after earthly trials 
 Comes peace, pure, without alloy. 
 
 If we can do our duty 
 And struggle on, bravely, through, 
 Remember, build for future, 
 And the good we ought to do, 
 
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Sometime there'll be a balance 
 Of accounts, for teachers, all. 
 And oh! we hope to merit 
 And to hear that gracious call, 
 
 Come higher, over small things. 
 Thou hast been faithful found: 
 Hast used thy humble talents. 
 And not hid them in the ground. 
 
 Ah, then there'll be no hardships! 
 For all will be overcome, 
 And oh, how sweet will rest be. 
 In our last, eternal home. 
 
 Weary heart craves sympathy, 
 And the tired brain wants rest. 
 There, there alone, we'll find them, 
 In that liaven for the blest. 
 
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tirikte to the Soldkrs jfi'i'^ttd * » 
 
 Mrs. Louise Ritchey McKay 
 Is true to the soldiers alway; 
 From beginning to end 
 Their steadfast friend 
 Is Mrs. Dr. McKay. 
 
 Her receptions at eacli different place, 
 
 That both beauty and chivalry graco, 
 
 With presence so bright, 
 
 Making time's happy flight. 
 
 Like a beauteous dream 
 
 Or a rippling stream. 
 
 Leave a picture which naught can efface. 
 
 These attentions, not thrown away, 
 
 Will be shrined in sweet memory; 
 
 And in future days 
 
 Will elicit much praise. 
 
 For kindness shown 
 
 To these boys, our own, 
 
 By Des Moines and Mrs. McKay. 
 
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Kn Conclusion ♦ ♦ ♦ 
 
 Our President, McKinley, grand, 
 Unflinching, firm; his native land 
 Is honored by his matchless fame, 
 She gains new lustre by the same. 
 
 Detraction could not take away 
 
 Or even dull it, for a day; 
 
 More bright it shines now victory's won, 
 
 Than splendors of the noonday sun. 
 
 In wee small hours, in secret prayer, 
 He draws his inspiration, where 
 Immortal Lincoln did the same, 
 And triumphs in Jehovah's name. 
 
 In emergency it is the case, 
 
 A man is found to fill the place; 
 
 A noble illustration, too. 
 
 We have in Governor Shaw, so true. 
 
 Since war broke out, both day and night. 
 He's kept the good of all in sight. 
 And everything the "boys" could need. 
 He's ordered promptly done with speed. 
 
 Our Adjutant, General Byers, too, 
 Has squarely stood by Boys in Blue, 
 And firmly taken every care 
 To have each soldier get his share. 
 
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Sanitary Commission, kind, 
 
 Have ever kept our boys in mind ; 
 
 Have worked and prayed and done their best. 
 
 That soldiers, sick, might have sweet rest. 
 
 The Iowa Red Cross comes, too, 
 To front in help for Boys in Blue; 
 God sees all done, and in His Heaven, 
 Credit to all, reward is given. 
 
 Iowa's citizens, one and all. 
 
 Respond to each and every call; 
 
 Enough for soldiers they can't do 
 
 To suit them. Now ray story's through. 
 
 Our boys that could be spared are home, 
 God grant the others soon can come 
 In honor, with each duty clear. 
 And fully done, we have no fear. 
 
 To Mrs. McKay, "The Soldiers' Friend," 
 
 A tribute they most gladly send. 
 
 Their thanks, for all so kindly done. 
 
 To make Thanksgiving "A Welcome Home!" 
 
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