Sonnet

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Sonnet Composed as the Troops were Passing the Monument

In multitudes the watchers edge the streets, And rank by rank the marching thousands come, In rhythmic tread is heard the moving feet. To blare of trumpet, rolling of the drum. Yet many silent watch with inward sighs, And others cheer with clapping of the hands, And there are tear-stained cheeks and love-lit eyes For those to battle in the war-torn lands. The hour must come when love from love must part, And here stand mothers, sisters, sweethearts, wives, there are sobs and swellings of the heart, For those who pass to offer up their lives: Tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp ! ! So shout with freedom's breath Tramp, tramp! Tramp, tramp! To conquer or to death! Alfred Lambourne.

THOUSANDS OF TROOPS Paraded the streets of Salt Lake City, September 17, in honor of the National Guard of Utah, soon to leave for Camp Kearney, California; and again on October 5, Utah's Patriotic Day, with Hon. Franklin K. Lane, Secretary of the Interior, as the guest of honor, and who delivered an inspiring address that evening before 7,000 people in the Great Tabernacle.