Strew flowers, sweet flowers, on the soldiers’ graves,
For the death they died the nation saves,
’Tis sweet and glorious thus to die--
Hallowed the spot where their ashes lie.
On Fame’s eternal camping-ground
Their martial tents are spread,
While glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of the dead.
--_Evangelical Messenger._
(705)
=Decoration Day=--See HONOR’S ROLL-CALL.