Addresses: by John A. Martin. Delivered in Kansas.Martin, John Alexander
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Addresses: by John A. Martin. Delivered in Kansas.
Martin, John Alexander
Kansas
But alas! “how soon we are forgot.” Not a quarter of a century has
passed and gone, and all the glorious memories and still more glorious
deeds of the great war are as “a tale that is told.” The men who then
“rallied around the flag” are growing old, and seem, at times, to have
outlived their age. The far-away days that are so real and so vivid to
them, are a dim and misty past to the new generations. They hear and
read and see many things that wound them as did the bullets of their
country’s foes. This practical, pushing era looks askance when they
“fight their battles o’er.” The old stories of march, and camp, and
battle-field, so full of never-ending interest to them, fall on dull
ears and cold hearts unless they are told at some reunion or camp-fire
where only their old comrades hear, and sympathize, and understand. At
times it seems to them as if the Nation exulted in forgetfulness; as if
the thousands of their countrymen, enjoying the peace and prosperity
their valor won, regarded it as a crime to talk of the war; as if the
men of to-day esteemed their victory over armed treason a moral wrong,
to be regretted and apologized for, rather than a glory to be cherished
and remembered forever. They find the children at school—even their own
sons and daughters—reading histories in which the heroism, the love of
country, and the military genius of Greek, Roman, French, German and
English soldiers and generals are eulogized in eloquent and fervid
language, while the valor, the patriotism, the skill and ability of the
soldiers and commanders of the Union army are “damned with faint
praise,” or dismissed with the most meager statement of facts. They hear
cruel sneers about “the old-soldier racket,” and loud complaints
concerning “the burden of the pension lists.” And, most grievous of all
to their sore hearts, they see men whose bullets laid their comrades low
in death, men who waged a bloody and relentless war against the life of
the Nation, men who were glad when the Union army suffered defeat and
mourned when it was victorious—they see these men exalted to high
places, and honored above those who suffered, endured, and braved so
much that the Republic might live. It is not strange, in view of all
these things, that the soldiers of the Union often think themselves
forgotten, and cry out, in bitter grief, that their sacrifices and
services were all in vain.
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