The Pumpkinsburg Address
Four score and seven seasons ago, our Fore-Farmers
brought forth upon this continent, a new Pumpkin, conceived in
the garden, and dedicated to the proposition that no
two pumpkins are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil contest, testing whether
Atlantic Giants, or any other Prize Winner pumpkins
so conceived and so enormous, can break all
records. We are met in a great pumpkin-field of that
war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that pumpkin patch,
as a final resting place for those who gave their lives that that
Atlantic Giant might thrive. It is altogether fitting
and proper that we do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate-we can not consecrate- we can
not hallow-this ground. The brave growers, living and dead,
who have struggled here, have fertilized it, far above our
poor power to add or detract soil
amendments. The world will
little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget
what we grew here. It is for us the fanatic growers,
rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who attempted
to grow the record winner here have thus far so nobly advanced.
It is rather for us pumpkin lovers to be here dedicated to the
great task remaining before us- that from these honored Atlantic Giants
we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave their
last full measure of growth- that we growers here
highly resolve that these pumpkins shall not have
grown in vain- that this pumpkin patch, under God,
shall have a new birth of seedlings- and that the World
Pumpkin Confederation of the growers, by the growers
and for the growers, shall not perish from the earth.