THE TREE.

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1. Long this little stem has grown
In a quiet spot, unknown:
Now we plant it here, to be
Ever honored as our tree.

2. May the kind earth give it food,
And warm sunlight o'er it brood,
Shower make bright, and storm make hard,
And no harm its growth retard.

3. May it give to men delight,
Rich in shade, and fair to sight;
And while untold years roll by,
Speak of us to memory.

4. Little tree, our own! we pray,
Be our teacher every day;
On us strength and grace impress,
That we, too, the world may bless.

J.D. BURRELL.

=5. PATRIOTIC RECITATION.=

UNION AND LIBERTY.

_First voice._

Flag of the heroes who left us their glory,
Borne through our battle-fields' thunder and flame,
Blazoned in song and illumined in story,
Wave o'er us all who inherit their fame!

_Second voice._

Light of our firmament, guide of our nation,
Pride of her children, and honored afar,
Let the wide beams of thy full constellation
Scatter each cloud that would darken a star!

_Third voice._

Empire unsceptred! what foe shall assail thee,
Bearing the standard of Liberty's van?
Think not the God of thy fathers shall fail thee,
Striving with men for the birthright of man!

_Fourth voice._

Yet, if by madness and treachery blighted,
Dawns the dark hour when the sword thou must draw,
Then, with the arms of thy millions united,
Smite the bold traitors to Freedom and Law!

_All._

Up with our banner bright,
Sprinkled with starry light,
Spread its fair emblems from mountain to shore;
While through the sounding sky,
Loud rings the Nation's cry,--
Union and Liberty!--one evermore!

--OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.

=6. ADDRESS OR READING OF SOME SELECTION FROM ANOTHER PART OF THIS
PAMPHLET.=

=7. MARCHING FROM THE FIELD.= (TO FOLLOWING TUNE.)

WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE.

GEORGE P. MORRIS.

HENRY RUSSELL.

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1. Woodman, spare that tree!
Touch not a single bough;
In youth it shelter'd me,
And I'll protect it now;
'Twas my forefather's hand,
That placed it near his cot,
There, woodman, let it stand,
Thy axe shall harm it not!

2. That old,