A song for our banner! The watchword recall

In teaching me the way to live It taught me how to die.

Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!

The union of lakes, the union of lands, The union of States none can sever, The union of hearts, the union of hands, And the flag of our Union forever!

Woodman, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I 'll protect it now.

I believe that government is for the use of the people, and not the people for the use of the government.

My object is to collect into a common fold the stray sheep, to find a home for the pariahs of every nation. I do not then hesitate to notice the catchpennies hawked in the public streets, as well as the sumptuous volumes got up for the …