Boy.

That, Sis, is our Flag,
Our country's Flag,

With its glorious stripes and stars;
'Tis to keep this unstained,
And its stars undimmed,

That brother has gone to the wars.

For wicked men

Have cursed this Flag,
And tried to rend its folds,
And blot out the stars,
Which to loyal hearts

Are dearer far than gold.

Much blood has been shed,

And dear lives given,

That this Flag may float free as air
O'er the North, and the South,
O'er the East, and the West;
And brave hands will plant it there.

Second Boy.

Let's all cheer for the Flag,
This dear, bright Flag,

Which so strangely our hearts has stirred.
And when we are older,

We'll pledge heart and hand,
That no stripe nor star shall be marred.

Now boys, and now girls,
Three cheers with a will!

For each beautiful stripe and star,
Now! at the top of your voice,
So the echoes will ring!

All. Hurrah!

Hurrah!! HURRAH!!!

IT

THE NEW DECLARATION.

T would be presumptuous in an orator of my height, to attempt to interest grown ladies and gentlemen. My modesty will not permit me to make such an attempt.

Boys and girls! it is to you that I address myself. We have listened to that memorable Declaration of Independence, by which our fathers made a nation free. Who, as he heard it, has not wished that he could have lived in those days, when he too could have served his country? What boy has not almost envied the revolutionary patriots for their opportunity to do something so great as to be commemorated, year after year, by the ringing of bells, the thunder of cannon, and holiday assemblings like this? "Show us some glorious thing to do," these young patriots are ready to exclaim, "Point out an enemy, and see if we too do not love our country?" Listen to me, then, while I tell you of a relentless tyrant, a merciless foe to our liberty and happiness. King George was conquered, but our country is still in bondage to a more cruel King; Strong Drink is his name.

Let me enumerate some of his acts of oppression, and call upon a candid world to judge if we ought longer to pay him tribute, and submit to his tyranny,—if we ought not to declare Independence of his arbitrary rule.

He has made beggars of our rich men, and fools of our wise men. He has turned good and tender fathers into tyrants, thereby making their children worse than orphans. He has put men into poor-houses and jails. He has instigated them to commit murder, thus bringing them to the gallows. He has blown up steamboats, shipwrecked vessels, upset railroad cars, and stage-coaches, and burned dwellings, thereby wantonly destroying the lives and property of our citizens. He has taken the grain of the country which was given for our sustenance, and distilled it into a slow but sure poison. He is even now taking captive men, women, and children. The evening of this very day, consecrated to freedom, will see many who went forth in the morning strong

and free, held down in his grasp so that they cannot rise and go home.

Shall we submit to such a tyrannical rule? No, never! Come forward to the contest, boys and girls of America. Let us declare war against this foe to our lives and liberties. Let us young Americans, descendants of worthy sires, who have been trained "to choose the good and refuse the evil," seeing with our own eyes the misery of a people under the dominion of cruel King Alcohol, shake of his yoke, renounce all allegiance to him, and declare ourselves free and independent, and pledge ourselves, from this day forward, to resist and subdue him.

We claim for ourselves the right to know no thirst which cold water will not quench. We will not be made drunkards. Strong drink shall not take away our senses, our money, and our reputation. We will not be made to stagger or stammer, or wear the red bloated faces which are the uniform of his subjects. We will lift up the standard of Temperance, and in the words of our fathers we will pledge to each other in defence of this cause, our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.

Then the traveller in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He couldn't see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
Yet often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright but tiny spark
Lights the traveller in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

THE SCHOOL.

[To be spoken by a girl in charge of a little boy.]

DD

ID you ever hear the story about the boy and the wolf? The boy used to run and scream, "Wolf! wolf!" when there was no wolf there. He did it to make the men think the wolf was coming, and to make them run to help him. When they came and found no wolf there, he would laugh at them.

In this way he often deceived them. One day the wolf did come, sure enough, and the boy ran and screamed, "Wolf! wolf!" in earnest; but as the men thought he did it to deceive them again, they did not go to help him; and so the wolf caught him, and came very near killing him.

It is an old proverb, but a true one, that "a liar is not believed, even when he speaks the truth."

WHERE IS GOD?

N the sun, the moon, the sky;

In the mountain, wild and high;

In the thunder, in the rain,

In the grove, the wood, the plain;
In the little birds that sing;

God is seen in everything.