And yet, through all these hateful years, thousands and thousands of noble men and women denounced the degradation and the crime. Most of their names are unknown. They have given a glory to obscurity. They have filled oblivion with honor. In the presence of death it has been the custom to speak of the worthlessness, and the vanity, of life. I prefer to speak of its value, of its importance, of its nobility and glory. Life is not merely a floating shadow, a momentary spark, a dream that vanishes. Nothing can be grander than a life filled with great and noble thoughts--with brave and honest deeds. Such a life sheds light, and the seeds of truth sown by great and loyal men bear fruit through all the years to be. To have lived and labored and died for the right--nothing can be sublimer. History is but the merest outline of the exceptional--of a few great crimes, calamities, wars, mistakes and dramatic virtues. A few mountain peaks are touched, while all the valleys of human life, where countless victories are won, where labor wrought with love--are left in the eternal shadow. But these peaks are not the foundation of nations. The forgotten words, the unrecorded deeds, the unknown sacrifices, the heroism, the industry, the patience, the love and labor of the nameless good and great have for the most part founded, guided and defended States. The world has been civilized by the unregarded poor, by the untitled nobles, by the uncrowned kings who sleep in unknown graves mingled with the common dust. They have thought and wrought, have borne the burdens of the world. The pain and labor have been theirs--the glory has been given to the few. The conflict came. The South unsheathed the sword. Then rose the embattled North, and these men who sleep to-night beneath the flowers of half the world, gave all for us. They gave us a Nation--a republic without a slave--a republic that is sovereign, and to whose will every citizen and every State must bow. They gave us a Constitution for all--one that can be read without shame and defended without dishonor. They freed the brain, the lips and hands of men. All that could be done by force was done. All that could be accomplished by the adoption of constitutions was done. The rest is left to education--the innumerable influences of civilization--to the development of the intellect, to the cultivation of the heart and the imagination. The past is now a hideous dream. The present is filled with pride, with gratitude, and hope. Liberty is the condition of real progress. The free man works for wife and child--the slave toils from fear. Liberty gives leisure and leisure refines, beautifies and ennobles. Slavery gives idleness and idleness degrades, deforms and brutalizes. Liberty and slavery--the right and wrong--the joy and grief--the day and night--the glory and the gloom of all the years. Liberty is the word that all the good have spoken.