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"UNION for the sake of the Union; our country, our whole country, and nothing but our country;" these are the mottoes, old, stale, hackneyed, and threadbare, as they may have seemed when employed as the watchwords of an 5 electioneering campaign, but clothed with a new power, a new significance, a new gloss, and a new glory, when uttered as the battle-cries of a nation struggling for existence; these are the only mottoes which can give a just and adequate expression to the cause in which you have en10 listed. Sir, I thank Heaven that the trumpet has given no uncertain sound while you have been preparing yourselves for the battle.

This is the Cause which has been solemnly proclaimed by both branches of congress, in resolutions passed at the 15 instance of those true-hearted sons of Tennessee and Kentucky, Johnson and Crittenden, - and which, I rejoice

to remember at this hour, received your own official sanction as a senator of the United States.

This is the Cause which has been recognized and avowed 20 by the President of the United States, with a frankness and a fearlessness which have won the respect and admiration of us all.

This is the Cause which has been so fervently commended to us from the dying lips of a Douglas, and by 25 the matchless living voices of a Holt and an Everett.

And this, finally, is the Cause which has obliterated as no other cause could have done, all divisions and distinctions of party, nationality, and creed; which has appealed alike to Republican, Democrat, and Union Whig, to native. 30 citizen and adopted citizen; and in which not the sons of Massachusetts, of New England, or of the North alone, not the dwellers on the Hudson, the Delaware, and the Susquehanna only, but so many of those also, on the Potomac and the Ohio, the Mississippi and the Missouri, on 35 all the lakes, and in all the vast Mesopotamia of the mighty West, yes, and strangers from beyond the seas,

Irish and Scotch, German, Italian, and French, - the common emigrant, and those who have stood nearest to a throne, brave and devoted men from almost every nation under heaven, men who have measured the value 5 of our country to the world by a nobler standard than the

cotton crop, and who realize that other and more momentous destinies are at stake upon our struggle than such as can be wrought upon any mere material looms and shuttles, all, all are seen rallying beneath a common flag, 10 and exclaiming with one heart and voice: The American Union, it must be and shall be preserved!"

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And we owe it, sir, to the memory of our fathers, we owe it to the hopes of our children, we owe it to the cause of free institutions, and of good government of every sort 15 throughout the world, to make the effort, cost what it may of treasure or of blood, and, with God's help, to accomplish the result.

I have said enough, and more than enough, to manifest the spirit in which this flag is now committed to your 20 charge. It is the national ensign, pure and simple, dearer to all our hearts at this moment, as we lift it to the gale, and see no other sign of hope upon the storm-cloud which rolls and rattles above it save that which is reflected from its own radiant hues, dearer, a thousand fold dear25 er to us all, than ever it was before, while gilded by the sunshine of prosperity and playing with the zephyrs of peace. It will speak for itself far more eloquently than I can speak for it.

Behold it! Listen to it! Every star has a tongue; 30 every stripe is articulate. There is no language nor speech where their voices are not heard. There is magic in the web of it. It has an answer for every question of duty. It has a solution for every doubt and every perplexity. It has a word of good cheer for every hour of gloom or 35 of despondency.

Behold it! Listen to it! It speaks of earlier and of

later struggles. It speaks of victories, and sometimes of reverses, on the sea and on the land. It speaks of patriots and heroes among the living and among the dead; and of him, the first and greatest of them all, around whose 5 consecrated ashes this unnatural and abhorrent strife has so long been raging, "the abomination of desolation, standing where it ought not." But before all and above all other associations and memories, whether of glorious men, or glorious deeds, or glorious places, its voice is 10 ever of Union and Liberty, of the Constitution and the Laws.

Behold it! Listen to it! Let it tell the story of its birth to these gallant volunteers, as they march beneath its folds by day, or repose beneath its sentinel stars by 15 night.

Let it recall to them the strange, eventful history of its rise and progress; let it rehearse to them the wondrous tale of its trials and its triumphs, in peace as well as in war; and whatever else may happen to it, or to them, it 20 will never be surrendered to rebels, never be ignominiously struck to treason, nor ever be prostituted to any unworthy and unchristian purpose of revenge, depredation, or rapine. And may a merciful God cover the head of each one of its brave defenders in the hour of battle!

A FOREST SCENE.

LONGFELLOW.

THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlock
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Loud from its rocky caverns the deep-voiced neighboring ocean
Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.

Rotten

[SIR EDWARD GEORGE EARLE BULWER-LYTTON, (generally known by his original name of Bulwer,) one of the most popular and distinguished of the living writers of England, was born at Haydon Hall, in the county of Norfolk, in 1805, and educated at the University of Cambridge. He is the author of a large number of novels, as well as of plays, poems, and miscellanies. He is a writer of various and versatile power, and his novels are remarkable for brilliant description, startling adventures, sharp delineation of character, and - especially the later ones-a vein of philosophical reflection. The moral tone of his earlier works is not always to be.commended, but in this respect, as well as in substantial literary merit, there is a marked improvement in those of later date.

The following scene is from "Richelieu," a play founded upon certain incidents in the life of the great French statesman of that name.]

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RICHELIEU. Room, my Lords, room! The minister of

France

Can need no intercession with the King.

[They fall back. LOUIS. What means this false report of death, Lord

Cardinal?

RICHELIEU. Are you then angered, sire, that I live still?
LOUIS. No; but such artifice

RICHELIEU. Not mine:- look elsewhere!

Louis-my castle swarmed with the assassins.

BARADAS [advancing]. We have punished them already.

In the Bastile.

Huguet is now

Oh! my Lord, we were prompt

10 To avenge you - we were

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RICHELIEU. WE? Ha! ha! you hear,

My liege! What page, man, in the last court grammar
Made you a plural? Count, you have seized the hireling :
Sire, shall I name the master?

LOUIS. Tush! my Lord,

The old contrivance: — ever does your wit
Invent assassins, that ambition may

Slay rivals

RICHELIEU. Rivals, sire! in what?

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CXLIV. ANTONY'S ADDRESS TO THE ROMANS.

SHAKSPEARE.

FRIENDS, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears:

I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interréd with their bones:
So let it be with Cæsar! The noble Brutus
Hath told you, Cæsar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault;
And grievously hath Cæsar answered it.
Here, under leave of Brutus, and the rest,
(For Brutus is an honorable man,
So are they all, all honorable men ;)
Come I to speak in Cæsar's funeral.

He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;

And Brutus is an honorable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:

Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, Cæsar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;

And Brutus is an honorable man.
You all did see, that, on the Lupercal,
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse.

Was this ambition?

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And sure he is an honorable man.

I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke;
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him?
O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts,