carry him home to his own country and friends, in God's name, who would not die for a country that will do that? Well, our country will do it, and our country ought to do it; and all that I ask is that our country shall model itself after Great Britain in this one thing: The life of an American citizen must be protected, wherever he may be.— William P. Frye, from a speech delivered in the United States Senate, on the Armenian resolutions. And still its heavenly key-stone The diapason swelled. -Lydia Huntley Sigourney. E PLURIBUS UNUM. Though many and bright are the stars that appear In that flag by our country unfurled, And the stripes that are swelling in majesty there, Their light is unsullied as those in the sky By a deed that our fathers have done, And they're linked in as true and as holy a tie In their motto of "Many in one." Then up with our flag!- let it stream on the air; They had hands that could strike, they had souls that could dare, And their sons were not born to be slaves. Up, up with that banner! where'er it may call, And a nation of freemen that moment shall fall NOTE: This song was inspired by a visit of Mrs. Howe to the "Circling Camps" around Washington, gathered for the defence of the Capital, early in the War of 1861-5. JULIA WARD HOWE. trampling out build ed Him deal with my sifting out glo ry in the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath ning dews and damps; His judgment seat; - ures you and me; Glory! glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. By special arrangement with HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN & Co. |