10. Behold him and listen to him, one and all, citizens, freemen, patriots, friends of liberty and of law, lovers of the Constitution and the Union, as he recalls the services which he gladly performed, and the sacrifices which he generously made, in company with his great associates, in procuring for you those glorious institutions which you are now so richly enjoying.

11. And may the visible presence of the great Bostonian, restored once more to our sight, by something more than a fortunate coincidence,13 in this hour of our country's peril, serve not merely to ornament our streets, or to commemorate his services, or even to signalize 14 our own gratitude, but to impress afresh, day by day, and hour by hour, upon the heart of every man, and woman, and child who shall gaze upon it, a deeper sense of the value of that liberty, that independence, that union, and that constitution, for all of which he was so early, so constant, and so successful a laborer.

1 DIS-PAS'SION-ATE. Free from passion;
unexcited; impartial.

2 UN-E-QUIV'O-CAL. Not doubtful.
3 IR-REV'O-CA-BLE. Unalterable.
4 RĂT'I-FY. To establish.

5 EU-LŌ'ĢI-UMS. Praises; eulogies.
6 PĂTIRON-AGE. Protection; favor.
7 ME'NI-AL. Low with respect to em-
ployment or office.

• ĚM'Y-LĀTE. Strive to equal or to

excel.

9 İM-PER-TÜRB'A-BLE. That cannot be disturbed; immovable.

10 DE-BAUCHED'. Corrupted.

11 DÄUNT'ED. Discouraged; frightened.
12 PIN'NA-CLE. A turret; the highest
point.

13 CO-IN CI-DENCE. Agreement.
14 SIG NAL-IZE.

Make eminent or re

markable; celebrate.

LXXI.

THE GOODNESS OF GOD.

PARAPHRASE OF THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM.

ADDISON.

[Joseph Addison was born at Milston, Wiltshire, England, May 1, 1672. He has a high rank in English literature, which rests mainly upon his essays contributed to the Tatler, Spectator, and Guardian. He also wrote plays, travels, and miscellaneous poems. He died June 17, 1719.]

1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks He shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

2. When in the sultry glebe1 I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountains pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps He leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3. Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast 2 heart shall fear no ill,
For Thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shade.

4. Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious,3 lonely wilds I stray,
Thy bounty shall my wants beguile,
The barren wilderness shall smile

With sudden green and herbage crowned,
And streams shall murmur all around.

1 GLEBE. Ground; land belonging to a ¡3 DE'VI-OUS. Out of the common way. parish church or to a benefice; here, it BE-GUILE'. Cause to be unnoticed or forgotten.

seems to mean field.

'STEAD FAST. Fixed; constant.

LXXII. THE LIVE-OAK.

JACKSON.

[Henry R. Jackson, a native of Georgia, was born in 1820. He was educated for the bar, and at one time held the office of United States district attorney. He served with distinction in the Mexican war, and in 1853 was appointed resident minister to Vienna. He is author of a volume of poems distinguished for their spirit and animation.

The live-oak is an evergreen tree peculiar to the Southern States. It attains a great age, though it never grows to more than fifty feet in height, and, owing to the durability and strength of its wood, is of great value for the timber of ships. The long, pendent, gray moss, also peculiar to the forests of the south, is often found growing upon and hanging from its branches, and, contrasting with the remarkable foliage of this tree, imparts to it a strikingly picturesque appearance, giving to it somewhat of the effect of an aged person.]

1. WITH his gnarled 1 old arms, and his iron form Majestic in the wood,

From age to age, in the sun and storm,

The live-oak long hath stood.

With his stately air, that grave old tree,
He stands like a hooded monk,
With the gray moss waving solemnly
From his shaggy limbs and trunk.

2. And the generations come and go,
And still he stands upright,

And he sternly looks on the wood below,
As conscious of his might.

But a mourner sad is the hoary tree,
A mourner sad and loǹe,

And is clothed in funeral drapery

For the long-since dead and gone.

3. For the Indian hunter, beneath his shade,
Has rested from the chase;

And he here has wooed his dusky maid-
The dark-eyed of her race;

And the tree is red with the gushing gore,
As the wild deer panting dies;

But the maid is gone, and the chase is o'er,
And the old oak hoarsely sighs.

4. In former days, when the battle's din
Was loud amid the land,

In his friendly shadow, few and thin,
Have gathered Freedom's band;
And the stern old oak, how proud was he
To shelter hearts so brave!

But they all are gone, the bold and free,

And he moans above their grave.

5. And the aged oak, with his locks of gray,
Is ripe for the sacrifice;

For the worm and decay, no lingering prey,
Shall he tower towards the skies!

He falls, he falls, to become our guard,
The bulwark of the free;

And his bosom of steel is proudly bared
To brave the raging sea!

6. When the battle comes, and the cannon's roar Booms o'er the shuddering deep,

Then nobly he'll bear the bold hearts o'er
The waves, with bounding leap.

O, may those hearts be as firm and true,
When the war-clouds gather dun,2
As the glorious oak that proudly grew
Beneath our southern sun.

1 GNÄRL'ED (närl'ed; here, närld). | 2 DUN. Dark; gloomy.
Knotty; twisted.

LXXIII. CHARACTER OF GENERAL THOMAS.

GARFIELD.

[James A. Garfield was born in Cuyahoga County, Ohio, in 1831. He was chosen to Congress in 1862, entered the army as a volunteer, and rose to the rank of majorgeneral. He was again chosen to Congress in 1866, and has since been a leading member of the House of Representatives.]

1. THERE are now living not less than two hundred thousand men who have served under the eye of General Thomas. They have seen him in sunshine and in storm- on the march, in the fight, and on the field where the victory had been won. Enshrined in the hearts of all these are enduring images and precious memories of their commander and friend. Who can collect and unite into one worthy picture the bold outlines, the many lights and shades, that make up the life and character of this great leader?

2. Who can condense into a single hour the record of a life which forms so large a chapter of the nation's history, and whose fame fills a hemisphere? Not one line can be omitted, not one false stroke made, no imperfect sketching done, which his soldiers will not instantly detect and deplore. We see him in memory at this moment, as we have often seen him in life, erect and strong, like a tower of solid masonry; his