"THE SOLDIER'S DREAM."-Original Painting in Paris Salon, 1888

Despite those titles, power and pelf,
The wretch, concentered all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,

And doubly dying, shall go down

To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonored and unsung.

SIR WALTER SCOTT.

Liberty and Union.

When my eyes turn to behold for the last time the sun in Heaven, may they not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on states dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds; or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood. Let their last feeble and lingering glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the Republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, still full high advanced; its arms and trophies streaming in all their original luster; not a stripe erased or polluted; not a single star obscured; bearing for its motto no such miserable interrogatory as "What is all this worth?" nor those other words of delusion and folly, of Liberty first and Union afterward, but every where, spread all over in characters of living light and blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land and in every wind under the whole Heavens, that other sentiment dear to every American heart: "Liberty AND Union--now and for ever-one and inseparable."DANIEL WEBSTER.

The Ship of State.

Thou too sail on, O Ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity, with all its fears,

With all the hopes of future years.
Is hanging breathless on thy feet!
We know what Master laid thy keel,
What Workman wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each mast and sail and rope,
What anvils rang, what hammers beat,
In what a forge and what a heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Fear not each sudden sound and shock-
'Tis of the wave, and not the rock;
'Tis but the flapping of the sail,
And not a rent made by the gale!
In spite of rock and tempest's roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea!
Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee;
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,

Are all with thee-are all with thee!

LONGFELLOW.

An Address to Patriots.

Burn and destroy the idols of party you have worshiped; banish politics from the municipality and county, limiting it to questions affecting principles in the State

and Nation; place competency and integrity at every part of the public service; adorn your courts with judges worthiest to wield the attributes of God; elect representatives who will reflect the majority of a free people; send to the Senate statesmen whom history will immortalize and nations make their models. Americans, the countless generations who dwell within the confines of this continent from now to eternity confide their liberties to you. Uphold them, I implore you, with a patriotism. that will never tire; guard them with a vigilance that will neversleep.-DANIEL DOUGHERTY.

Lincoln's Speech at Gettysburg.

Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any other nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives, that that Nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow, this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it far above our power to add or detract. The world will little note. nor long remember, what we say here. But it can never forget what they did here. It is for us, the living, rather to be dedicated her