The Daily Northwester (Oshkosh, Wisconsin) May 30, 1890
OLD SOLDIERS DAY.
MEMORIAL SERVICES IN OSHKOSH.
The speaker closed with the following poem of his own composition:
Brave, Generous Boys
Who shouldered quick their guns
And to the front they pressed,
Giving a life to save a life,
Dying that we might bless.
And the mother with heart un-speakable
Thinks of the blessful past,
And the image of her loving boy
Her noblest and her last.
But death came sternly with a touch
No mother’s love could shield;
Soon mouldering were those laughing eyes
On a southern battle field.
And the lonely mother left
Of sorrow has her share,
Deeming her country’s sacrifice
Is greater than she can bear.
But she thinks of Spartan mothers
In those cruel days gone by,
While firmer grows her trembling lip
And drier grows her eye.
And peace comes stealing o’er her soul
And mixing with tints her tears,
Paints immortal her boy
To shine undimmed by coming years.
There he is safe, serene and blessed,
The mother needs our care.
Her sorrows be divided up —
Let’s each one take a share.
To scared trust we’ll all prove true and guard it well with care,
And on the thirtieth of May,
With songs and blossoms rare,
We’ll gather round the brave boys’ tombs
In gratitude and prayer.
W.W. Kimball, orator of the day.
The Daily Northwester (Oshkosh, Wisconsin) May 30, 1891
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day,
Love and tears for the Blue,
Tears and Love for the Gray.
The Daily Northwester (Oshkosh, Wisconsin) May 30, 1893