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impossible; and they were only rendered possible by the fact that they proceeded from a nation where every capable citizen was enfranchised and had a direct and an energetic interest in the well-being and unity of the State.” “No hardier republicanism was generated in New England than in the slave States of the South, which produced so many of the great statesmen of America."

In a conversation with Mr. Gladstone in 1887, he referred to the enormous power and responsibilities of the United States, and suggested that a desideratum was a new unity between our two countries. We had that of race and language, but we needed a moral unity of English-speaking people for the success of freedom.

The English or Anglo-Saxon race is essentially the same in its more distinguishing characteristics. Unity of language creates unity of thought, of literature, and largely unity of civilization and of institutions. It facilitates social and commercial intercourse, and must produce still more marked political phenomena. We profit naturally by inventions, by discoveries, by constitutional struggles, by civil and religious achievements, by lessons of traditions, by landmarks of usage and prescription. Magna Charta, Petition of Right, Habeas Corpus, what O'Connell even called the “glorious Revolution of 1688,” are as much American as English.

Enyland claims to have originated the representative system six hundred years ago. Our ancestors brought to this soil, “ singularly suited for their growth, all that was democratic in the policy of England and all that was Protestant in her religion.” Our revolution, like that of 1688, was in the main a vindication of liberties inherited. In freedom of religion, in local self-government, and somewhat in state autonomy, our forefathers constructed for themselves ; but nearly all the personal guarantees, of which we so much boast on our national anniversaries, were borrowed from the mother country.

MARGARET JUNKIN PRESTON.

1825=MRS. PRESTON is a native of Philadelphia, the daughter of Dr. George Junkin who in 1848 removed to Lexington, Virginia, as president of the Washington College, and remained there till 1861. She was married in 1857 to Prof. J. T. 'L. Preston of the Virginia Military Institute, her sister Eleanor being the wife of Colonel T. J. Jackson of the same institution.

She identified herself with the South, and her “ Beechenbrook : a Rhyme of the War” contains the poems,

“ Stonewall Jackson's Grave” and “Slain in Battle.” Her later writings are mostly short poems, many of them religious, articles for magazines, and sketches of travel, all of which breathe forth a sweet and wise influence.

Silverwood, (novel).
Old Songs and New.
For Love's Sake,
Book of Monograms, (travels).

WORKS.

Beechenbrook : a Rhyme of the War.
Cartoons, (poems).
Translated Dies Irae.
Tales and articles for papers (uncollected].

THE SHADE OF THE TREES.

(On the death of Stonewall Jackson, 1863. his last words being, “ Let us pass over the river and rest under the shade of the trees.")

(From Cartoons.*)
What are the thoughts that are stirring his breast?

What is the mystical vision he sees?
Let us pass over the river and rest

Under the shade of the trees." *By permission of author, and publishers, Roberts Brothers, Boston,

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Has he grown sick of his toils and his tasks?

Sighs the worn spirit for respite or ease?
Is it a moment's cool halt that he asks

Under the shade of the trees ?

Is it the gurgle of waters whose flow

Ofttime has come to him borne on the breeze,
Memory listens to, lapsing so low,

Under the shade of the trees?

Nay—though the rasp of the flesh was so sore,

Faith, that had yearnings far keener than these,
Saw the soft sheen of the Thitherward Shore,

Under the shade of the trees;

Caught the high psalms of ecstatic delight,

Heard the harps harping, like soundings of seas,Watched earth's assoiled ones walking in white

Under the shade of the trees.

O, was it strange he should pine for release,

Touched to the soul with such transports as these, He who so needed the balsam of peace,

Under the shade of the trees?

Yea, it was noblest for him-it was best,

(Questioning naught of our Father's decrees,) There to pass over the river and rest

Under the shade of the trees !

CHARLES HENRY SMITH.

“BILL ARP.”

1826 CHARLES HENRY Smith, or “Bill Arp," the “Country Philosopher," was born in Lawrenceville, Georgia, and has made a wide reputation by his humorous letters in the Atlanta“ Constitution.” He served in the Confederate Army as colonel. Since the war, he has served his country

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still by giving some very sound and good advice in his “Country Philosopher" articles, seasoned

articles, seasoned with much humor ; and his sketches of Georgian life are valuable.

WORKS.

Bill Arp's Letters.
Articles in Atlanta“ Constitution.”

Fireside Sketches.
Bill Arp's Scrap-Book.

BIG JOHN, ON THE CHEROKEES.

(From Fireside Sketches.*) Big John had had a little war experience that is, he had volunteered in a company to assist in the forcible removal of the Cherokees to the far west in 1835. It was said that he was no belligerent then, but wanted to see the maiden that he loved a safe transit, and so he escorted the old chief and his clan as far as Tuscumbia, and then broke down and returned to Ross Landing on the Tennessee River. He was too heavy to march, and when he arrived at the Landing, a prisoner was put in his charge for safe keeping. Ross Landing is Chattanooga now, and John Ross lived there, and was one of the chiefs of the Cherokees. The prisoner was his guest, and his name was John Howard Payne. He was suspected of trying to instigate the Cherokees to revolt and fight, and not leave their beautiful forest homes on the Tennessee and Coosa and Oostanaula and the Etowah and Connasauga rivers. He brought Payne back as far as New Echota, or New Town, as it was called, an Indian settlement on the Coosawattee, a few miles east of Calhoun, as now known. There he kept the author of “Home, Sweet Home” under guard, or on his parole of honor, for three weeks, and night after night slept with him in his tent, and listened to his music upon the violin, and heard him sing

* By permission of the author.

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