T•»John W. Morton and all the('oruradesthanks for your kind invltat on**• *! oW h i Ut mg and banquet1with you, 1 willthink of you and the part youiv- (;a! VltBag f Vbutmvi tinl sming ¥ . UOfI toi a| dftI wePalt;lr, t h lt;I nlt; yo noI a; thino('apt. J. S. Gray i1 ti)Hn the field of Pra rie Grove,; ec. 7th, 1862, Looking back it! le dim distant part, 1 see my old lit, the 19th Iowa, in batth atlon, preparing to attack H ndin’s legions. A noble, courageousyoung men in their c blue, and their guns glittering the sunlight of that beaut fulfoiat I«*■otibbath day. What changes have■curred in the 19 years. Our ri ive been decimated by battle and sea.se until om number has been -dueed from Iunq to 1100. More ian 7(*0 of our comrades have pass-i away A quick march, we are rising down the valley Soon, very mn, the rear guard of our grand d 19th will be crossing the bridgeriver of death.it (omrades, let us meet the ini monster death as we did the temy at Pra.rie Grove, and withthat we shall hear our umuier beating the assembly in other world. That we will ■ re meet again, where the c arms is never heard, but whenpeace and happiness.rV'i♦ • -*•-—— — ■{’.Vh{ P*Httihdfth(! itlt; orp. J. VY. Morton,v(sThere may be other wars The earth may tremble under the feetof warring busts and the rivers run red with blood, as did the Illinois in 102, but neither th s nor the teirible roar of bailie will disturb our slumbers, foi you and I, my omrades, will be sleeping the sleep of death which knows no w;ngWe are nearing the end of our earthly career, but we should be • lieerful as we go tSlt;t*‘tthe Liwe ‘•an out of thin lit*?. In she language of Mark Twain, Havea good time wbe a**: ivs iu i lt;, , ..1 even ng of lec. 1 s me at the me* ration Myi bo\s.1 ve lor we r time dead, Forgetm tics on thea; and eat a full best wishes to ail thttr £• i'E. N. Thomas.