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Show MRS. GRANT. I If 19 The wife of the great Grant has gone to join m PjH her illustrious soldier husband on the still camp- M f J jjfl ing ground in the Beyond.- Their long march is HI ! r 1 W over; no longer sunrise or sunset gun, no longer jj U ft JB reveille or taps. Their last campaign is finished. wi mftfflM Fifty-four years ago she joined his command. If glnl H and took up her march by his side. For thirty- IliH seven years she was his most distinguished aide; IfMilr! W for seventeen years since he was retired she has PmIH W waited to receive her honorable discharge. It has IftpB come now and with it a delicious peace. jflfilifl That she was worthy of her soldier is enough llflllfiM to say. No star grew upon his heroic breast that fiJMjliH was not reflected on her own. No honor came to fiHI him that she did not reflect and in honor wear. Wj. mwKM In every sphere, wife, mother, friend, neigh- Ulal bor, "the first Lady in the land," she moved as IHIhRI perfectly became a true, high-souled, patriotic II llflSH American woman. In the long ago she married 111 her captain, and the rhythm in her soul from that H JhBHh hour until she sank into her final sleep, set to ' Hifl words, would have been, "Captain, my Captain." W SHHh Open the massive doors that bar the entrance RH to that tomb on the highlands above the Hudson! IhH Make room for another sleeper there beside "her Bl Captain." America has nowhere a more hallowed HIfl spot, nowhere more illustrious dead. HflHIifl |