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Show THE OLD 5 ROCKING CHAIR I -- A Memorial Day Story By faded uniform Tis an old N Ofloveofcoun Of war and strife and. jhEghHise. Howo&lj . Did the warert Of these ;war Tell me pf Of the Of the Of the c Of the d im Of the Of all th' And heroes 'T6JaxJKseteneath a rno3esfmonument, oer that grave he flag he fought for floats, he erarlands there l Apd . PStSt 4s but coCmtless Anchorwus "fhat Imt tMusnds vtffo iayp brH Iyiday. cqufltryWdrich-thes- T t; ranks. ;bt by deeds reveren ers and'Ja ter ute to their memory itkeir day. 4 & bench on her back porch sat Mtb. White very stiff, very uncompromising. The vines, glory morning blown by the wind, played In checkered light and shade over the porch; over her tense, upright figure, topped with Its crown of silver hair; over the sunburnt face of a young man who stood near twirling his hat. The May sunbeams stole as far as the door where, just within the screen, a girl was seated, cracking nuts. There was a vacant rocking chair on the porch; suddenly it began to move In the wind, and reminded Mrs. White of her manners which, In the excitement of the iuterview, she had as tim- i- nUitrr'a Sifr'a A forgotten. "Take a chair, Henry. But the young man, in no mood for a truce, ignored the invitation. "Then you wont let me have Eleanor? he said. She answered him as bluntly: No, Henry; you're a good boy and all that, but you're not my choice. He shrugged his shoulders. Whose choice, did you say? At the sound of his voice the cracking of nuts in the kitchen ceased. Mrs. White took up her shawl and ran her fingers through the fringe. "Dont be sarcastic, Henry. I mean what I say my choice. Eleanor has given me her word of honor that she will not marry without my consent. From within the witchen door there came a sharp sound of a pan falling. It made the youth start nervously; the grandmother laughed: "That is what the men all say. They never seem to realize that the girl who has sense of duty toward an old woman is best worth winning. Henry walked slowly to the porch steps, then turned. You see, its just thl3 way, Mrs. White; It isnt a ques-tlo- IN MEMORIAL!. lljc ffiifr for IHp what I do want By COL." HENRY L. TURNER Strangely enough he did not wait for her words. She did not could not RttGE Met bttidt wiatf ttt, speak. He went on; What have you got tpleidor qnttifd tt ropalto 1 rMfaw against me, Llndy? Is It because seem rough? But I'm a soldier, and bn Bjuldtrlsg daft Bmrjbtv you dont find many softies In the Yrt daw tr iaV army. But we boys are true true as Jtlil story lid! Clxrawpvtot. this uniform, and we arent afraid of a battery not even the kind that your eyes flash, Llndy." The cap was thrown to the floor, and he clasped his hands, big, weather-beome. oc eer n ifct trttu tiling rorW, aten hands, and leaned toward flaunting mips rtd uufurltdj her. They tell you Im a rover, and low that diy, cant settle down, but It ain't so; Ill CJlA bn1 din aenorkt it filled, only fight as long as the flag needs Vet, iboiab ber btrott ire bit thadti. me, and then then home to you. I their itdeit blade!. know theyre trying to match you Still glory and! with that old White because hes rich, arent they?" Something tied the womans tongue; she could not utter a sound. n areal Kina Arthur! table roind He rose. I know you love me, Voice righted wroigt, whereoer found, off off afraid. Im Llndy, but you're more rest! lance In Balled grift for good or bad. And when you hear ' the Pendragonthlp, great In of me dead, with a bullet my body, tyny doted at Camelot, youll know whose fault It is. Youre Cbenttt art round taincetof. Vet chicken-hearted.- " Hanot glory a coward, false and He stood in front of her, pouring out the words in a storm, lie was very red, his breath felt hot on her fore- - Ufti - A,0sSrt long since sheathe?. scabbard,. And rusted in its That k BARTON STROHM OLIVIA M--- A cap of blue, chevrons. A pair of dingy me story old to These tell k it it it It said: Well, Llndy, Im here for the I last time. We march can get a furlough if I want It, but I dont wnt It unless well, you know df, town-bille- tin oer Auiterlltti 'fiOnce, at tome iteteor fiatnet and fHt acrott the tky. 0S, once, the deitlny rode by. And though bit wondrous work! undone. Still glory crownt fiapoltoi. ,fiC through car land, In dread arrafl Hattled to death the blue and gray, laurel wreath for each Rood gray head. Honor for each of the soar they bear; Tears for the blood that they had to shed. Sighs for the Ills that they had to share; lone for their hope when hope had fled From the weak w ho cowered In p ile despair. A Fame, hut not for the shame of those Who fell for a cause that was better lost ; Cheers for their love of the gallant foes Whose h jimets by tlielr own were crossed, for the grace To the vanquished cost. Ixne that the hero shows foe who has paid ths laurel wreath for each good gray head, Chet,8 for the heroes marching by; Tears for the blood that they had to shed. Fur each of the Ills that they bora a A sigh; Love for tlielr fullh when ths streams ran red And despair was written across the sky. -- 8. K. Kiser. ! SCYTHE HIS I MEMORIAL h h Remain! in Tree Wbara Youth Hung It h x Whan Ha Want to War 4t5Hsit low the dead inlted lie, band In hand, past by. And though war! ctotaort wnitd ns Bort, It! glory gild! our country oer. Cbltontg, the territory about Waterloo, York state, was sparsely settled the principal Industry was the hewing of timber from the canal. forest along the Seneca At a point known as Log Landing, fftSOEDIcn life! the life for ae, midway between Geneva and WaterWe are a mihiy nation j mighty m war and Strong Achieved Chermtpvltr, loo, the woodehoppers were wont to mjgidter! as the world knows strength, and it is our patriotismphr' love bf'Mnthrj, won eupremaev, army gather and tell their Btorlea of early Sviftykt! vI win worth that makes us strong. Indian fights, and here young llyman whether Bade Eleanors of Cneword and lance chivalry. else. or or loves For the love of country that possesses us we are indebted to ourspldier Johnson, a farmer boy, first learned of won anything me, hla Trance victory. eagle! nlng, the Impending disaster to the union If All I know is, that I love her, and boy And ooldfen id Columbia free. fathers, to the tales of warfare we have listened to at their or of to think the southern states were allowed to too anybody am of crazy the charge, toted breath. ifory who ha; I I withdraw from their early affiliation. ought suppose anything but her. of the han encounter, has inr ale jrjotisrn with eveSy sentence, to to went the he It seemed war was Imminent and specbut Id quit, say ide of him a rto n, a patriots' They have other These tal ulation was rife as to tho time when end of the porch from whence k itr&n., e blare of the bugle. 7 of the dr attuned hi seated vlevtr of the the actual hostilities would begin. a could girl he get Eleanor Flew Out the Back Way. storie been told to me, but as I look within the girl whose eyes met his. Col. Turner served through the rlvll One day In 18GI Johnson, who wus How head as he bent over her. But I love war as a volunteer officer. Rome years then 21 good-bone of I cant those and you; "But years old, was mowing a lot the promise back upon qhragain, with lha First you, Llndy, and when I come back ago he berume connected National A neighbor drove up Mrs. addressed farm. on he the And Guard although itVthestorics of of shpt death, type seem war is over be true Infantry of the Illinois he looked beyond her through again when the commanded that regiment during the bearing the tidings that the call to and White, of likelstories peace. and shell, be true cumpalgn at Santiago, Cuba, In 1S9S. Ths arms had been sounded. Without hesithe doorway, backing slowly to the came In choppy, disjointthe night the battle" had words The It was poem Is copyrighted by the author. walked and turned tation the youth walked to the house steps. Then he then lines ed suddenly battle sentences, nd they the long and placed his scythe In the crotch of waged. Wh off down the garden path, attended by GETTYSBURG. ceased. OF VISION touch. llis and a young Balm of Gilead tree, row of sunflowers. laid down gray kept a sentinel The chair began to rock again matter the him Her what work. asked her for the went on mother with strained Eleanor made'XeFfbrt"to Tired eyes this time, and another speak- Painted by a Little Girl for Her Sol wus, and he said: bf theight there came bis grandmother pulled at the fringe a sedately of least suspicious Ffrr took er up the thread where it had dier Grandfather. few moments, then she went to the "Mother, Lincoln needs men. I am been abruptly cut off took it up In a to war." You heard what Henry said? door. going br a drink. Im "Some years ago an old man with thin, cold voice. He was a Yank, she asked. "What, llyman? You, my son, goa cyclo-ramman with a Bible in hfs jiand, and silvery hair was led into the enlist?" Eleanor nodded. The silence, and a Plenty, JohnnxConfe over to ing soldier-lovehad gone. of Gettysburg by a bright faced tell-talredness in her cheeks and Joe, her Both were battling for the right, "Yes, but do not, fear any harm will newcomer was little girl. Aged and feeble, he sat the Miss Melinda, to their cause, seeking every advanta; to me. The war will bo over la eyes, spoke volumes. come I deemed it proper you down, while the child described to "Have you got enough nuts for the saying: The southerners cannot face month. a alrous men. There was no fear o Ocyourself with the mar- him the features of the plctuie. cake filling?" the old lady said after should acquaintbeforehand. from the north for more the troops as vanced into the darkness to meet and dri Your a service family casionally he asked her question riage a pause. When I return I will time. that than acSuch has always been the type of and and myself have decided on a church in doubt of the accuracy of her tho lot. Leave n.y of "Yesm, theyre all done, rest the I know you a home count. She had described tbe charge mow battle not as a paid murderer, but as a patri I return. until in tree Eleanor, gathering up her apron full wedding; but we have prefer the decided other- of the confederate columns and the scythe alrous a man. of shells In one hand, and the dish ceremony, He fights not for vengeanc , to the front marched llis matho regiment when and You are these wise. young struggle, at the stone wall, He has taught the whole world a new In the other, rose and went into the and was fair, as fair as war can be made. martial' music, the to to stirring heads. be older left the ters wheres But artillery, safely may asked: nu-tlpantry, glad to escape conversation. The r, In line.. definition of the word soldier. the often fighting In own his hand He took her palm, May? Do you mean the big guns? Her grandmother returned to the WRIGHT A. PATTERSON. of her to woids boy, left tbe the true a in hill with formal a and the on was which over cold, there They're porch. The chair rocked In the wind,- good-b(CopriRht by the Author. scythe as It had been placed. Johns a he, too, disappeared. row. All in a row?" he asked. Yes, but she heeded not its Invitation, taBut the chair kept on Its rocking bho said; 'there are some more down came homo a year later on 'a fui lough, UNKNOWN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN more violently this time, and In It here, hut they are all upset. I think and laughed at the almost forgotten of the Implement and Its posieat an old nurse, holding- - a peevish they are bursted. Is (hat where tbe tion. 5 es, baby tight against her breast. She men are coining over the hill? lie Inspired hope In the hearts if was saying: I tell you, Mrs. White, grandpa. 'Is there a grove of trees? ItS a good thing you didn't marry that Yes, it seems to be full of men, but those who thought of nothing ehm tlmn Just see how tbe smoke is bo thick you can not s"Q hla Bafo return by sa)iiig: "I will yi t soldier, Joe Cooper. be back to mow that lot " nice youre fixed now. Here you have them. Oh, I see them, l.c cried. some husband reliable the Soon after reluming he was older, a good, "It was tin n noticed by some of In a skirmish and became a pristo be sure, but you gals all need tight party near him that he W'as bLnd. The reins. I young and giddy once, little girl answered: 'O, no, grandpa, oner In a southern pen, from which Disease In!. I myself. And think if youd a married you cant see them. Yes, 1 can,' said escape was Impossible, widow a a he died ben him surround ami that soldier; Youd the old soldier. 1 can Fee the men, hold upon woman now, for theyre decoral in his the grove, and the broken cannon lyby enemies, lie was burl 'd In an u The child looked at him j known grave with hundreds of his grave tills minute it is Decoration ing about. as Joe do sa.v You know. comrades. They day, you In innocent surprise, and said: No, my dear, Meanwhile the tree grew apace a"d Cooper had promised his mother not are joking, grandpa. to go hack that last time, and then all answeied the old man. 'No, that was the blade became parlmliy tmbedde t of a suddent he up and went a love the last thing I ever saw. There wa3 In the trunk of th? tree, The hand.o affair, they say. Killed? Course he a caisson exploded there just this rotted away, but the steel remain 1 was first thing side of the Btoue wall, and tlia was fixcal in the wood. Grandmother White sat up very stiff the last terrible picture I ever sa . for A general proclamation was issm 1 and opened her eyes. It was then that I lost my eyesl-ht- , from the White House declaring one Eleanor came rushing on to the and I have never got tho picture out day should he set apart as a time f i fallen porch. "Granny, dear, whats the mat of my mind. memory of those who had ter? Did the gun frighten you? It was while defending tl.eir con it. y. It was only the salute. The parade has start the first Memorial day. Y. rl of ti n ed. You must he uncomfortable on proclamation was carried to M s. JohnThen You Wont Let Mo Have that bench, come, sit here, and sh6 son, hut she had no giave to d eorat . Eleanor? led her to the. rocking chair vacant F.ho fain would strew a few floweis hut still swinging swinging now, on months upon the spot wherein her boy lay, b it old the instead her three position aing VFord, Va., in less than IK not In that chair, not there, no, "No, Its location must ever remain a m.s-tery- . There she sat alone for a after his enlistment. Ills command bench. Eleanor. Kneeling in the garden, s' S was ordered to retreat, and every man quarter of an hour or so until Eleanor, The she Grandmother White rose and went offered a slant prayer. Then to water on out time the the her at Rand, save way young passing obeyed the porch from whence of she from the few a lilies the to plot edge plucked hla of rest to The say: "Grandma, A verbenas, stopped but 18 years of age. tended dally, and, making a wreath, she could see the line of men with disin this was take look men 500 of swept drowsy; pillow, battalion you first volunteer for the she bore It to the tree which gave Rand held she slipped a cushion behind the flags waving here and there between ctvl war a8 )r- - Charles order from the field,thebutfact that the and woman's trees. such a grim reminder of her sacrifice the back. old D. his ground, despite F. Rand of Washington. JfypL V out filed With a caress she had soldier to her country. the last When shell and down as started she the Then C. A certificate in the cap-ito- l field was plowed by shot while the drum was stil reached up and hung the wreath upoa and abof to to the watch I'm sight The finally him. gate enemy atgoing about all steps: of New York state the scythe point. for the parade, she said, you know sounding in her ears, the old lad) tests the priority of Dr, solutely refused to fire at the boy was a bad dream it Memorial day has long become an at Yes, said: yes, Decoration and old Is and alone the firing this day, This standing bravely Rands tender of his services. there did but child say you established to a If to anniversary. Many years the ceme Eleanor, march certificate la signed by the mayor and them as coolly as he had regiment soldiers are for a big nut blnce Mrs. Johnson was filling across was have enough then Rand passed back. two crept N. his at tery. prominent citizens of Patavla, to in tbe village cemetery. rest laid cake? and joined There was a twinge in the elderly Y, and aiso by the county clerk and the field and a deep ravine the girl replied The old home Is exactly as It stood in "Yes, grandma, the sheriff of Genesee county, stating the command of Gen. A. H. Barnum. conscience at sight of the young face the day of the civil war, but Is occuThe congressional medal of honor with Its drawn cheeks and heavy, trying not to show surprise at the ir that In less than ten minutes after ?AV k a until she but pink-liddesaid: relevant question. Instituted later, year pied by another family. not Lineyes, was the call for troops by President only Of the Johnson family a brothers Then well Invite that young Henry Thank you, but I must not sleep; I coln, April 15, 1861, for 75,000 men and the first one struck off was prewidow and her children are all who fhe name of Charles F. Rand was en- sented to Rand for his distinguished want to see the soldiers, too, and the over for dinner. uWv ; Eleanor grew pink as the bun eh ol are left. Every year, early in the mornrolled as a soldier. gallantry on that memorable day at girl passed out Into the garden. her belt at "Hut, hearts Ford. set few a After bleeding minutes, something Blackburns ing of Memorial day, the remnant of Among the war records at Wash,A this Granny, you said the family gathers beneath the scythe-anthe chair to rocking again,-bu- t ington there Is none of an earlier en I Address. over said. Run Memorial what mind Day the wind Never not was moved It by time places thereupon a wreath of everlistmeijt than that of Dr. Rand and the honor has therefore been given Perhaps the most remarkable Me It was occupied by a tall, strapping to bis mothers and tell him to come green and a tiny American flag. With-- l a few feet modern methods have modal day address in the country was man who twirled a hat in his hand him hy common consent. here; send him to me, As Eleanor flew out the back way, constructed a trolley line. Hundreds Not only was Dr. Rand the first that delivered at Marysville, Kan., b. She looked closer no, it was a cap bareheaded, eager, her grandmother carried by- - the cars gaze upon the Dr. Williamson F. Boyakin, who wa a blue cap and the man was in ur volunteer for the civil war, but called after her: "Tell him hell find was also the first soldier to win t the Grand Army orator on the 1001 form. tree, the scttie, the wreath and the In matter anniversary of his birth. He was big and broad shouldered me on the porch la the old rocking flag and ask b be told the story of congressional medal of honor for e and delivery the speech is said to have an blunt In speech and manner as ht chair!" young soldier. tinguished gallantry In adlon. This event occurred at Blackburns been far above the average. 'Crr.J 'kr rcL'ybtizMj ' WHEN New kneesKe y gray-bearde- d r, e , ca;-ture- d s 1 I First Volunteer SjHE si d e-- y 'ik m the-brav- |