From The Seattle Star, July 4, 1913. By Berton Braley. Here, in the rays of the blazing sun And the heat of the summer weather, The Cause that Lost and the Cause that Won Met on the field together; And the Boys in Gray and the Boys in Blue Fought for the cause they thought was true In the battle’s smoke and smother, And the blood ran red and the fields grew black And the dead lay still in the cannon’s track, As brother fought with brother. There were deeds of daring on either side ‘Mid the big guns’ crash and thunder, Which thrill the heart with a mighty pride And the brain with a sense of wonder, To think of the gallant lads and gay Who fought for the blue or the somber gray With a bravery fine and splendid— And then we shudder to think, in truth, Of the thousands slain in the flower of youth When the long hot day was ended. The battle was won and the price was paid In agony, blood and treasure, And wife and mother and sorrowing maid Knew pain that we may not measure, For thus we learned at a fearful cost That the brave Lost Cause was better lost, Though gallant in song and story, Lost, that the Union might not die But South and North alike might fly The Flag that we call Old Glory! Here in the rays of the blazing sun And the heat of the summer weather, Was fought the battle that made us One, A people close-bound together! God grant that never again may we Know such a struggle to keep us free, With all of our hearts we pray it, But if the summons should come again To pay the price as we paid it then, God grant us the strength to pay it!