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A bleeding nation, rent by wanton strife,

Rolled on that tender heart its weight of woe,

Till, at the summons of a traitor's blow, The noble Lincoln yielded back his life.

The sun that rose in shadow set in blood;

But at its setting rose another sun

Hope for the world, of freedom bravely won, Foregleaming in the stars Old Glory stood.

Not Lincoln dead, but Lincoln born, we love,

And living in a myriad hearts to-day,

Never to know eclipse, decline, or stay, But still to shine in yonder realms above.

WHEN LINCOLN WAS A BOY.

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E began his life under a workman's hat,

Without feathers or braid—and I can do that.
He worked and struggled, till obstacles ran-
That's how I shall do when I am a man.

But perhaps I had better be thinking of how
I may be more like Lincoln now,
For they say that his being a hero began
A very long time before he was a man.

He learned very early to tell what was true,
An excellent thing for a hero to do.
For every small boy it would be a good plan
To learn the same lesson before he's a man.

How many more things it would tire us to tell
We all must be learning and learning them well,
Before we can fancy, in pride and in joy,
We are like the great Lincoln when he was a boy.

HAIL LINCOLN'S BIRTHDAY.

IDA Scott TAYLOR.

THE

HE birthday of Lincoln ! we hail it once more,

And come to do homage to him as of yore,
The voice of the nation with us shall unité
In eloquent praises his deeds to recite.

O slavery! Abraham Lincoln, the brave,
Reached out in his pity our country to save,
He struck the fell blow that was death unto thee,-
That blow, praise the Lord, made America free!

Ah, could we forget what our Lincoln has done ?
America claims him with rev’rence her son;
The sun shall turn cold, and its light fade away
E're the world shall forget him we honor to-day.

How modest, forgiving, and gentle he was,
How slow to condemn without heaviest cause;
How ready to succor the helpless and weak,
In deep provocation, how careful to speak!

How honors became him! nor did he once boast
Though placed at the head of America's host;
In ev'ry condition the world was impressed
That Abraham Lincoln was doing his best.

“With malice toward none,” let his motto be ours,
We'll try to enact it with all of our powers,
And here, on his birthday, we'll pledge him anew,
Our Abraham Lincoln, the brave and the true !

OUR ELOQUENT DEAD.

IDA Scott TAYLOR.

TITH pride and affection we gather again

In honor of Lincoln, the noblest of men, And here on his birthday our hearts shall proclaim Devotion and love to his excellent name.

To-day shall the laurel and ivy entwine
In grateful remembrance from your heart and mine,
To-day shall our flag in its glory still wave
For Abraham Lincoln, the true and the brave.

We'll never forget him, though seasons decay,
Our love shall increase as the years pass away!
And, turning our eyes to the records of fame,
We'll feel the old thrill at the sound of his name.

Oh, lift up the flag ! let the Stripes and the Stars
Be heralds of peace, and not bloodshed and wars,
To-day let its colors be loyally spread
In honor of Lincoln, Our Eloquent Dead !

FEBRUARY GAVE US LINCOLN.

H

ERE comes the jolly February,

Month of storms and month of thaws,
Month when winter slips his fetters,

Spite of ice-king's sternest laws,
Month that gave us strong, great men,
Shortest month of all the year,-

We greet thee!
Bring us clouds or bring us sun,

Surely we all bid thee welcome,
Month that gave us Abe Lincoln.

MASSA LINKUM BY DE HAN'.

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ESE eyes are gettin' old an dim, this world's just like de

snow,
I won't be in your road so very long;
Befoh anoder winter comes, de ole man's gwine to go

Where de angels sing de hallelujah song.
De joy dat rises in dis heart am hid from mortal view.

It's a feelin' de white folks can't understan';
But when I gets to heaven's gate an' de Angel let me froo

I can take ole Massa Linkum by de han’.
Foh many long an’ weary years, befoh de soldiers come

I toiled beneath de sun in Tennessee.
Oh, how us darkies shouted when we heard de beatin' drum,

'Cause we knowed for suah we's gwine to be set free. An' when de proclamation come, we all got down to pray

An' ask de Lord to bless dat holy man.
An' I knows dat when I finds him in dat heaven so far away

He will let dis ole man take him by de han’.

Den soun' yoh trumpet, Gabriel, an' call de ole man home!

I's tired of libin' in dis world of pain.
I want to go to heaven where no more in grief I'll roam,

An' never suffer pain an' woe again.
An' when I gets inside de gate, I's gwine right out to hunt

All over Glory's bright an' happy land.
An' when I sees dat good ole man, I'll march right up in front

An' I'll take ole Massa Linkum by de han’.

When Lincoln was about to tell an anecdote during a meal, he would lay down his knife and fork, place his elbows upon the table, rest his face between his hands and begin with “That reminds me."-S. C. Busey.

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WERNER'S READİNGS . 46

READİNGS

GETTYSBURG SPEECH A LESSON IN ORATORY.

S.S. CURRY, PH.D.

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OST men to-day think of Lincoln as the iron will and the

statesman, and forget the time when he was regarded as little more than a popular orator. Yet that was the light in which he was held by most men when he was nominated for the presidency. That Lincoln was a great orator is shown by his address at Gettysburg. The orator who was chosen to make the great address on that occasion was Edward Everett, but his formaland may we not say stilted oration ?-his rhetoric and finely turned phrases are forgotten; while the few simple words spoken by Lincoln will live as long as we are a people.

In his first sentence he presented the ideal of our nation from its foundation. In his second sentence he expressed the ideal of those who fought to save the Union. In the third sentence he referred in the fewest possible words to the sacred ground on which they stood. In the fourth sentence he showed the purpose for which they had come together. In the next four short sentences he showed that the ground had already been consecrated by those who had died, and that the audience gathered there on that day could only recognize the deeds of the nation's heroes, In his last two sentences he turns all their thoughts and their feelings to themselves, to their own personal duties. He touched the deepest chords of patriotism and inspired the whole nation for all time to a truer realization of the dignity of its mission.

Here we have an example of the very highest oratory. It was short, as great oratory ever is. He said what everybody felt, and put his ideas in such simple and definite language that he strengthened and ennobled the emotion he expressed. The greatest oratory draws out a vague feeling or conviction in a multitude of men and expresses it in such a way that it becomes a strong motive for conduct. The tendency of oratory in our time is to exhaust à subject and entirely to waste feeling by multitudes of words and exuberance of expression ; but true oratory never exhausts a

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