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TO THE UNITED STATES.

BY MAYNE REID.

O, land of my longings, beyond the Atlantic,
What horrible dream has disturbed thy repose?
What demon hath driven thy citizens frantic-

A grief to their friends, and a joy to thy foes?

Is it true they are arming to kill one another?
That sire and son are in hostile array?
That brother is baring his blade against brother—
Each madly preparing the other to slay?

Is it true the star banner, so dear to the sight
Of freemen, may fall by a factionist's blow-
That banner I've borne through the midst of the
fight,

Side by side with thy sons, as they charged on the

foe?

I would not-I will not-I cannot believe it!
Oh! rally around it, and stand by the staff!
Or the children of men will have reason to grieve
And the tyrants of men will exultingly laugh.
Aye, sure would the priests and princes of earth
Greet the fall of thy flag with a joyous "hurrah!"
Even now scarce suppressing demoniac mirth,

What has caused thee to course on so vile a career-
To abandon the Ark of the brave and the free,
And ship on a craft with no rudder to steer?
'Twas the purpose of making a future for thee."

Thou art false, foolish man, to Liberty's cause--
To Humanity's hope-to Freedom's intent-
To thy country's chart, equal justice and laws,
And upon their destruction art bent.

Pray, dost thou forget that rebellion's sad end,
First raised against God's great kingdom above?
If not, then beware, for the times now portend
A fall, no less great, to thy pride and self-love.

For the spirit of Him, like the pillar of light,
To the Jews 'neath King Pharaoh's fell sway,
Will guide to success Freedom's sons through this
fight,

And put thy hordes to the sword, or to flight.

Let the flag of our country float proudly on high, it,ill not a cloud of secession be seen on our skyAnd its stars shed their lustre around;

They would hail thy decadence with a fiendish 'ha, ha!"

"

And he who would help them to win their foul game, Whether Northern or Southern-no matter which claims him

Be a brand on his brow, and a blight on his fame,
And scorn on the lips of the humblest who names
him!

Be palsied the arm that draws sword fratricidal!
May the steel of the traitor be broken in two!
May his maiden betrothed, on the morn of his bridal,
Prove as faithless to him as he has been to you!
United, no power 'neath heaven can shake thee-

No purple-robed despot e'er smile on thy shameAsunder, like reeds, they will bruise thee and break thee,

And waste thee as flax in the pitiless flame.
Woe, woe, to the world, if this fatal division
Should ever arise in the ranks of the free!

O brothers, avoid, then, the fearful collision,
And millions unborn will sing praises to thee !
LONDON.

THE TREASON OF DAVIS.

BY THOMAS FITNAM.

Let the flag of our country float proudly on high,
And its stars shed their lustre around,

Till not a cloud of secession be seen on our sky-
Till not a foe to our Union be found.

Let the wayward and wicked plot on with their
schemes

To destroy this great country of ours;
They'll discover, alas! but too soon that their dreams
Are the whims of a will without powers.

Oh, Davis, Jeff. Davis, why covet the doom
That traitors deserve and receive?

Why pall the bright spots of thy past life in gloom,

For the fame of the fool or the knave?

Till not a foe to our Union be found.

-Washington Morning Chronicle.

SONG OF THE STARS AND STRIPES.
BY REV. E. H. SEARS.

We see the gallant streamer yet
Float from the bastioned walls,—
One hearty song for fatherland,
Before its banner falls!

Last on our gaze when outward bound
We plough the ocean's foam,-
First on our longing cyes again

To waft our welcome home!

Beneath thy shade we've toiled in peace,
The golden corn we reap;
We've taken home our bonuy brides,
We've rocked our babes to sleep;
We marched to front the battle-storms
That brought the invaders nigh,
When the grim lion cowered and sank
Beneath the eagle's eye.

Beneath the Stars and Stripes we'll keep,
Come years of weal or woe:

Close up close up the broken line,
And let the traitors go!

Ho brothers of the "Border States!"
We reach across the line,

And pledge our faith and honor now,
As once in Auld Lang Syne.

We'll keep the memories bright and green
Of all our old renown,

We'll strike the traitor hand that's raised
To pluck the eagle down.
Still shall it guard your Southern homes
From all the foes that come,-
We'll move with you to harp and flute,
Or march to fife and drum!

* Mr. Davis, in company with some gentlemen, whe were drinking in the restaurant beneath the Senate cham

her, during the first session of the last Congress, used the following language: "Gentlemen, there is no future for me in this Union,"

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Or, if ye turn from us in scorn, Still shall our nation's sign

Roll out again its streaming stars
On all the border line,
And with the same old rallying-cry,
Beneath its folds we'll meet,

And they shall be our conquering sign,
Or be our winding-sheet !

'Tis said that when Jerusalem
Sank in her last despair,
A spectre sword hung gory red

Just o'er her in the air:

Ye that tear down your country's flag,
Look when God's gathering ire
Hangs in its place, just o'er your heads,
A sword of bloody fire!

-Monthly Religious Magazine.

THE MEN WHO FELL IN BALTIMORE.

BY JOHN W. FORNEY.

Our country's call awoke the land
From mountain heights to ocean strand.
The Old Keystone, the Bay State, too,
In all her direst dangers true,
Resolved to answer to her cry,
For her to bleed, for her to die;
And so they marched, their flag before,
For Washington, through Baltimore.

Our men from Berks and Schuylkill came-
Lehigh and Mifflin in their train:
First in the field they sought the way,
Hearts beating high and spirits gay;
Heard the wild yells of fiendish spite,
Of armed mobs on left and right;
But on they marched, their flag before,
For Washington, through Baltimore.

Next came the Massachusetts nien,
Gathered from city, glade, and glen:
No hate for South, but love for all,
They answered to their country's call.
The path to them seemed broad and bright,
They sought no foeman and no fight,
As on they marched, their flag before,
New England's braves through Baltimore.

But when they showed their martial pride,
And closed their glittering columns wide,
They found their welcome in the fire
Of maddened foes and demons dire,
Who, like the fiends from hell sent forth,
Attacked these heroes of the North:
These heroes bold, with travel sore,
While on their way through Baltimore.

From every stifling den and street,
They rushed the gallant band to meet-
Forgot the cause they came to save-
Forgot that those they struck were brave-
Forgot the dearest ties of blood

That bound them in one brotherhood;
Forgot the flag that floated o'er
Their countrymen in Baltimore.

And the great song their son had penned,

To rally freemen to defend

The banner of the Stripes and Stars,
That makes victorious all our wars,

Was laughed to scorn, as madly then
They greeted all the gallant men
Who came from Massachusetts shore
To Washington, through Baltimore.

And when, with wildest grief, at last,
They saw their comrades falling fast,
Full on the hell-hounds in their track,
They wheeled, and drove the cowards back.
Then, with their hearts o'erwhelmed with woe,
Measured their progress, stern and slow;
Their wounded on their shoulders bore
To Washington, through Baltimore.

Yet, while New England mourns her dead,
The blood by Treason foully shed,
Like that which flowed at Lexington,
When Freedom's earliest fight begun,
Will make the day, the month, the year,
To every patriot's memory dear.
Sons of great fathers gone before,
They fell for Right at Baltimore !

As over every honored grave,
Where sleeps the "uureturning brave,"
A mother sobs, a young wife moans,
A father for his lost one groans,
Oh! let the people ne'er forget
Our deep, enduring, lasting debt
To those who left their native shore
And died for us in Baltimore.

OUR COUNTRY FOREVER.

A PROPOSED NATIONAL ANTHEM.

Our country forever; on the folds of her flag
This motto of freemen is blazoned full high:
Run up the proud ensign, from the loftiest crag
Of Liberty's steep let it float to the sky.
Float freely forever,

Our banner of stars;

Wave, wave on the breath

Of freemen's huzzas.

Our country forever, let time tell the story,
Our country forever, unending her glory.
Huzza, buzza, huzza.

Our country forever; the slogan of battle,
When called to defend our altars and homes;
Th' artillery's roar and musketry's rattle
Shall echo the theme in conquering tones.
Float freely forever,

Our banner of stars;

Wave, wave on the breath

Of freemen's huzzas.

Our country forever, let time tell the story,
Our country forever, unending her glory.
Huzza, huzza, huzza.

Our country forever; when peace pipes its lay,
And the soft dulcet notes are pulsing the air,
With pride we will bless thee, with gratitude pray
That millions unborn in thy blessings may share.
Float freely forever,

Our banner of stars;
Wave, wave on the breath

Of freemen's huzzas.

Our country forever, let time tell the story, Our country forever, unending her glory.

Huzza, huzza, buzza.

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An hour passed on-great Jeff. awoke;
That bright dream was his last;
He woke to hear his sentries cry:
"The Yankees come!" and see them fly.
He woke to find his tent hemmed round
By Northern men, who kept their ground

'Neath shot, and shell, and fiery blast; Then entered, scorning to shoot him, And hung him to the nearest limb,

While Scott cheered on his band: "Strike-for the good and righteous cause: Strike-for the Country and its Laws; Strike-nor let your striking pause Till Right doth rule our land!"

GOD SAVE THE FLAG OF OUR NATIVE LAND.

DEDICATED TO THE MEMORY OF MY FATHER, WHO WAS IN THE War of 1812, THE BRAVE BOY-CORNET, OF THE BOURBON CAVALRY, KENTUCKY.

BY M. R. M. I.

God save the flag of our native land—
The glorious banner of Stripes and Stars!
Crushed be the treacherous, craven hand,
That its hallowed and blended beauty mars!
Long hath it gallantly floated out,

Our ensign of freedom on sea and shore,
And the sovereign people, with loyal shout
Shall rally around it forevermore.

American freemen, hand to hand,

A bulkwark to guard it well, shall stand;
God save the flag of our native land.

II.

It gladdened the eyes of Washington,
John Hancock swore to defend it well;
At Yorktown, Bunker, and Bennington,
Heroes defending it, bravely fell.
Shot and sabre were nought to them,
Guarding our banner, bought with blood,
A scar for its sake was a diadem,
Coveted nobly by field and flood.
American freemen, hand to hand,

A bulwark to guard it well, shall stand;
God save the flag of our native land.

III.

Anderson guarded it through the fray,
With his gallant band, all staunch and true;
When a thousand years have passed away,

Sumter shall loom over the waters blue,
A monument true to the Stripes and Stars-
They are dear as the veins that warm the heart
Crushed be the craven hand that mars
Their beauty or tears the folds apart.
American freemen, hand to hand,

A bulwark to guard it well, shall stand;
God save the flag of our native land.

IV.

By the shot that struck it from Moultrie's height,
When Jasper restored its starry fold;

If we cease to guard it by freedom's might,
Let the hand be palsied, the tongue be cold!
By New Orleans, and her memories brave,
When Jackson to victory led the way,
As the countless leaves of the forest wave,
We will gather till triumph crowns the day.
American freemen, hand to hand,

A bulwark to guard it well, shall stand;
God save the flag of our native land.

Y.

God save the flag of our native land,

From the pine-clad North to the palmy South, The loyal people-the Union-band,

Shall repeat the promise from mouth to mouth. By Valley Forge, with its memories deep,

Of the blood that crimsoned the midnight snow, The flag of our country we swear to keep, It shall never be lowered to greet the foe! American freemen hand to hand,

A bulwark to guard it well, shall stand; God save the flag of our native land! ROSEHEATH, Kr., June 21. 1861. -Louisville Journal,

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A SONG FOR THE ILLINOIS VOLUNTEERS. | muster-roll, bearing the names of the spirited young

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Our banner is a galaxy of glorious silver stars, Freedom's history is written on its white and crimson bars,

In the face of Southern foes we will flaunt our dear old flag,

vivandiers, has been sent to head-quarters, and the company accepted by the ". powers that be." Since that day four flag raisings have come off in that portion of Kane county, and "Mary" and "May"-the have attended all of them, at the request of the offisoldier girls-in uniforms of white, red, and blue, cers, marching as pioneers at the head of their company. The captain says he could not get along withallows them to fire each three guns in honor of the out them, and after the flag has been sent up, he Union, the Stars, and Stripes. Whether he will deprive the place of the valuable services of a good teacher, and a lover of a pretty sweet-heart, by carrying his Joan of Arc to the wars with him, remains yet to be seen. Much of the success of the recruiting service, and the patriotic fire burning now in old Kane, is attributed to the gallant conduct and bright eyes of these young ladies.-Easton (Pa.) Express,

June 22.

And it never shall be lowered to a vile secession in the Supreme Court the sword worn by Lieutenant NEW YORK, June 16.-Yesterday there was shown

rag:

It shall wave, forever free,
Forever, ever free,

Or a winding sheet shall be,
For us and liberty.

Our Southern foes are brothers-Oh God! and must
we strike

At bosoms born and nursed with us, on Freedom's

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York, of Duryea's regiment, in the recent battle at Big Bethel, Virginia.-Lieutenant York was in command of the left wing of Captain Kilpatrick's advance guard, and when the masked battery opened upon them, a grape-shot struck his sword as it hung by his side, broke the steel scabbard in two, bent the sword, cutting out a piece of its blade, glanced off in front, and knocked him down. He sent the sword home to his son, and it was shown yesterday among his companions of the bar, who promptly sent him a new sword, together with a carbine and a spy-glass, costing about $70, no subscription being allowed above $2.

Lieutenant York was in charge of the rear guard on the retreat, bringing in the dead and the wounded, when his party, notwithstanding a flag of truce, were fired on by the enemy. He succeeded in repulsing them, and brought his party in unhurt.-N. Y. Express, June 17.

June 12.-The latest effort of Floridianic patriotism was the expulsion from the municipality of Apalachicola of Mr. D. V. Dean, a native of Michigan. Mr. Dean was engaged in teaching a school of budding chivalry in the thriving city named, and while diligently pursuing his avocation, one day was surprised to receive the following communication from the mayor of the Dixianic burg. We give the epistle verbatim et literatim, etc., in hopes that it may in some measure excuse the conduct of His Honor, believing, as we do, that our readers will agree with us, that his aversion to schoolmasters was natural to him, has no doubt existed from his infancy, and has steadily increased since the days of his youth:

"Dear sir it having been proved to me by respectible testimony that you have mad use of treesonable expressions against the confederate states of america you are hearby commanded to leeve this town by the verry furst oppertunity or it will becum my duty to have you dealt with under the act of treeson

JOAN OF ARC IN THE WEST.-At a flag raising at North Plato, Kane county, Illinois, after the Stars and Stripes had been duly hoisted, the assembly adjourned to the village church, where some speeches were made by patriotic gentlenen, and an opportunity was offered for young men to come forward and enlist, the company at Plato not being quite full. Not a man went up! This aroused the patriotism as well as the "dander" of the village schoolmistress, who, with many other ladies, was present, and she walked boldly forward to the secretary's desk, and headed the muster-roll with a name rendered illustrious as having been affixed to the Declaration of In-mit to a proper search. dependence, with the pronomen Mary. She was followed by another lady, and lo, and behold! the Accompanying the above, was the following highly Plato company was not long in filling its ranks! The

you are also required to deliver up to the bearer of this communication all arms such as guns pistolls Durks Boue Knifes Swoards Cains & Co and in refusing at once to comply you will be compelled to subJM G Hunter mayor.

may 27 1861."

consolatory document:

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RUSSELL'S FLIGHT.

"MR. DEAN-SIR: the undersined having herd | to maintain its independence and to repel invasion, that you have given utterance to treasonable language which has been unexampled in the history of the would say to you that to avoid the penalties of the world. In this community almost every person calaw in such cases made and providen for trators to pable of bearing arms is ready to volunteer in the leave by the furst oppertunity for moar northern service of the State. Our Association, and even the climbs."-N. Y. Express, June 15. ministry, is largely represented in the ranks of the army. The South has no desire to invade the soil of the North, or to take from it any of its rights. We only ask to be permitted to govern ourselves in accordance with the principles which were guaranteed in the Constitution of the United States, and which were maintained by the North and the South in the Revolutionary war. The wisest and best men of both sections have recognized those principles, and we do not now advocate a war of aggression or conquest.

The scene-Virginia's hills and dales;
The time-the dead of night;
The characters-ten thousand men,
In swift "disgraceful " flight.

Confusion and disorder reign,

As far as eye can see,

And look! a horseman leads the van-
A valiant LL.D.

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THE RICHMOND YOUNG MEN TO THOSE OF NEW YORK.
YOUNG MEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION ROOMS,
RICHMOND, Va., May 6, 1861.
To the Young Men's Christian Associations of
North America:

BRETHREN: We have determined by the help of
God to address you in the character of peace-makers.
In connection with the Confederacy of Christian As-
sociations, we trust, that we have secured the confi-
dence and love of many of your members, and we
are conscious that we sincerely reciprocate their sen-
timents. You will then regard with some respect
the statements we may make in reference to the
present condition of our country. Many of those
who participated with us in the Christian fellowship
which was exhibited by the delegates from the va-
rious portions of our beloved country, at the annual
conventions held in Troy, Charleston, Richmond,
Cincinnati, and New Orleans, will doubtless be willing
to unite with us in an earnest effort for the restora-
tion of peace and good-will between the contending
parties.

As Christians, let us discountenance the misrepresentations of each other which are so frequently made, and let us labor earnestly in the cause of peace. In November last we united in a call upon the President of the United States for the appointment of a day for humiliation and prayer to Almighty God for a blessing on our country, and in answer to our prayers the fratricidal hand has thus far been withheld by a merciful Providence. Let us again unite our prayers and efforts for the restoration of peace and good will between the Northern and the Southern Confederacies.

With the sincere hope that we may be able to congratulate you at our approaching Convention in St. Louis upon this auspicious result, we remain yours fraternally, WM. P. MUNFORD, JOEL B. WATKINS, WM. H. GWATHMEY.

REPLY.

NEW YORK, May 14, 1861. GENTLEMEN: Your letter of the 6th inst. has just reached me. Like every other document which comes from the South, there is in your letter a mix, ture of truth and error. For instance, you say, "Through the distorting medium of the press there is a misunderstanding between the North and the South." Now, it is true that the press has "distorted" the truth in certain instances in the North-and entirely suppressed it in the South in every instance where it did not accord with the interest of slavery. But I cannot believe there is any longer a "misunderstanding between the North and the South." There is but one question now, Have Southrons the right to rule the Union until they lose an election, and then destroy it?

viz.,

Through the distorting medium of the press, there is a misunderstanding between the North and the The South says "Yes;" young and old, rich and South as to their respective positions. If there could poor, educated and ignorant, religious and unconbe a fair representation of the sentiments of the bet-verted-North, East, and West say "No." ter portion of the people at the North and South, we would not present the melancholy spectacle of a great nation involved in a civil war, which must be productive of the most disastrous consequences to the material and spiritual interests of each section. The separation of the South from the North is irrevocable, and the sooner this great fact is acknowledged by the nations of the earth the better will it be for the interest of humanity. The conquest of either section by the other is impossible. You can have no doubt of the truth of this proposition, if you consider the teaching of all history in regard to the ability of an invaded country to repel its invaders, where the numbers are nearly equally divided, and the courage of each is unquestioned. In the present contest there is a unanimity of sentiment on the part of the South

The whole North recognizes the war as a holy effort to maintain good Government. The cross up. holds the flag on our Churches, and in every assembly the good old Union hymns are sung amid tears and cheers of generous godly people who yet love you and pray for you, though they deny and will die before they will consent to the right of secession. The only possible way for us to consent to separation is through a National Convention. Come back to your allegiance, call such a Convention by your votes in Congress, and you can certainly go. This will be regular. But our very existence is imperilled by your hideous "secession" No Government could stand a year upon such a basis. We never can admit it. We are not ignorant of loss, and hardship, and we can learn death, But we cannot consent to

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