Ohio. Fair mother, see my wealth of golden corn. Indiana and Illinois. And ripened grains from our broad prairies shorn. Michigan. See, I from Lake Superior's distant shore. Bring, green and shining, precious copper ore. Iowa and Wisconsin. We, from our mines, bring wedges of our lead, For bullets that we pray you ne'er may need. Minnesota, Oregon, and Kansas. We bring not here our gift your halls to cumber, But send to us for lots of grain and lumber. Nevada and Nebraska. We are your youngest; open wide your hands, We'll fill them with our shining silver sands. Col. A stranger comes; pray, Jonathan, go meet her. Bro. J. Wal, neow, I guess that she's a curi's creetur, Rigged out in snow-shoes, seal-skin, furs-I'll ask her To give her name. She says she's Miss Alaska. Col. Uncle Sam, bring her in; although you bought her, She shall be welcome here as any daughter. Alaska. Thanks, dear Columbia; and I'll guard your gates When hostile hordes pour down-through Behring's Straits! Bro. J. Hallo, there! what's that thumpin' now ag'in? Col. I know! my boys in the last Western train. They come to swell my Union Party's glories By bringing news from my rich territories. Enter boys from WASHINGTON, IDAHO, MONTANA, DAKOTAH, UTAH, COLORADO, ARIZONA, NEW MEXICO, INDIAN TERRIThese should be in backwoods dress, and with TORIES. rifles. They sing: TUNE: "When Johnny comes marching home." The boys they come marching from the West; Montana, Dakotah, and the rest; With Washington, Colorado, And we all feel gay to visit Columbia. The boys they come marching from the West; From Utah and Indian, and the rest; Through grand primeval wilds we come, And we all feel gay to visit Columbia. Uncle S. (addressing the States). Now, my fair nieces, hear a word from me: I'd call, if you were boys, for three times three; [All sing "Hail Columbia." COLUMBIA'S ADDRESS: Thanks, children-love is strong and words are weak; And do you love me so, and I so old? Bro. J. Of course they dew; must you ag'in be told? Uncle S. Hush, Jonathan; don't interrupt the address. To see each daughter's face, and hear her voice; That sounds from Western mount, and shore, and plain. Each daughter fair, and brave and strong each son. And kind and loving to each other be; Sound welcome o'er the earth, that all may come, And find in your broad lands an ample home. Love virtue, truth, and honor, and fair Fame Shall wreathe bright garlands for each shining name. PANTOMIME.-Let there be a general introducing one to another, but only with motions, keeping perfect silence. Then, when UNCLE SAM offers his arm to COLUMBIA, BROTHER JONATHAN to NEW YORK, let all choose partners, and march around and off the stage, to the tune of "Yankee Doodle." THE TEA-KETTLE'S PARTY.-From Our Young Folks. The Tea-kettle danced and sang, and sang and danced, until Mary, the cook, thought it would dance itself off the range; but she didn't know that it felt awfully jolly, and was telling its neighbor, the Saucepan (who was boiling potatoes for the dinner), that it intended to give a party. "Why shouldn't we have a party?" sang the Kettle. "We've worked hard enough, goodness knows, for some weeks past. What with Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Newyear's-day, we're nearly worn out. Let's rest a day or two, and then have a party ourselves." The Saucepan rattled its lid in hearty applause, and held out its handle in token of ready acquiescence. The Poker and Shovel, who had been listening, cried, “That's an excellent idea!” and so the matter was settled. That evening, after the servants had gone to bed, the Tongs, who was the best walker, on account of the length of his legs, went round with the invitations. Of course none of the China family were invited, because they lived in the dining-room, and very rarely associated with the inhabitants of the kitchen. The Tins glowed with delight when they heard of the party, and the young Pans and small Pipkins raised such a clatter that the Rolling-pin gave them several round raps to silence them. At last the long-looked-for evening arrived. All the family had retired, and the kitchen was put in perfect order. The Broom had swept the floor until not a grain of dust could be found on it, and the Tins had polished themselves until they shone again. The Kettle was so excited that, although it was a winter evening, she was in a state of profuse perspiration, and the Saucepan had her round hat placed on one side of her head in the most knowing manner. The first arrivals were the Tins. They lived up town, and were obliged to slide down the walls, but this did not dim their lustre in the least. 66 "You all look as though you were brand-new out of the store," said the good-natured Kettle to them. Then came the guests who resided in the closets. First the Frying-pan and the Griddle stepped out, their broad faces shining with good-humor, and looking as though they fed on the fat of the land. Next came the Coffee-pot, with the Quart-measure leaning gracefully on his arm, accompanied by her daughter, Miss Pint. Then came the Gridiron and the Dish-pan, the latter wearing an elegant waterfall made out of the dishcloth. The next couple were the Hash-chopper (oh! such a sharp fellow) and the Fluting-iron, who wore her hair in the fashionable style, waving down her back; and they were followed by the two large wooden Spoons. Some Earthen Dishes and a number of Pipkins arrived soon after, and the party commenced. The Kettle proposed a waltz, and although, on several occasions, the Dinner-pot had called her black, she kindly forgave him, and, taking his arm, prepared to lead off the dance. An old Guitar in the corner struck up a merry tune, and a small Waiter behind the stove played upon the tambourine. The Poker grasped the Shovel round the waist and hopped into the middle of the room, the Broom slid off with the Window-brush, the Coffee-pot danced with the Quart-measure, and the Griddle pulled the Dish-pan about so rudely that her waterfall fell off, and was found by the cook on the hearth in the morning. The Tins jingled and tinkled, and even the Nutmeg-grater, a rough old fellow, could not resist the music, but seized the Apple-corer, and danced away as merrily as the rest. After the waltz they had a polka, then a quadrille; then the Tongs danced the Sailor's Hornpipe in a manner wonderful to behold. When he ceased every one applauded; even the Covers on the range rattled as loudly as possible to show how pleased they were. After the hornpipe the Kettle made a steaming bowl of punch, and the Broom proposed the health of the hostess. The hostess said she was strictly temperate, never drank any thing but water, but never refused to assist in making. punch for those who liked it. In water, therefore, she returned the toast, and hoped they might all meet again soon and spend another pleasant evening; she loved and esteemed her friends, and would like to see them often. "I'm most steamed," whispered the Iron-stand, "for I hang from the mantel right over the range." "Joke!" cried one of the little Pipkins, and laughed until he cracked his sides. The company then dispersed; and the girls, coming in next morning, never dreamed that the Tea-kettle had been having a party. THE WHITE GIANT.-From Our Young Folks. One afternoon, about a hundred years ago, a boy was sitting in his grandmother's kitchen, apparently doing nothing in particular, but really holding a very remarkable conversation with-whom do you think?—a white giant! Now on the face of it, nothing would seem more unlikely than that a giant should be found in a plain little Scotch kitchen not more than eight feet high from the bare floor to the unplaned rafters; all the more so when a horse-shoe hung by the chimney-side, and the old lady's Bible, with her silver-bowed spectacles on the top of it, lay on the shelf. Nevertheless, there was the giant; and there, gazing intently on the place of his imprisonment, were the only two eyes in all Scotland that were able to find him out. Indeed, I must tell you that the giant, in his proper state, was quite invisible; but, when he did appear in plain view, it was in the shape of a very old man with long white hair and beard, which seemed to encircle him like a garment, un |