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Hymn of Our Grmies.

HEAR the sound at midnight of the tramp of many feet;

It rolls from country highways, it echoes from the

street;

I hear its murmurs meet, and swell, and surge like waters fleet,

Marching, marching, marching, marching, marching on!

I listen in the daybreak to the noise of rolling cars, With their freight of living valor sweeping southward to the wars;

From every commonwealth beneath our country's flashing stars,

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling on!

Through the morning comes a wailing up from over all the land,

Mothers weeping for their sons who pass among the moving band,

Wives mourning for the husbands they have lent with loyal hand

To their country's risen legions marching on.

A HYMN OF OUR ARMIES.

There are flashes - not of sunrise- from the islands far a-sea,

Where the mists are shot with lightnings of the hot artillery,

And the cloud of battle brightens with the sun of victory,

In the eyes of many nations shining on.

And my spirit hears an answer from the islands of the south,

Where the nation's heart is speaking through the cannon's smoky mouth;

'Tis the voice of burdened peoples, from amid their pain and drouth,

Shouting glory to the mighty marching on!

And while I watch and listen, my soul within is stirred,

And I catch a gladder message than mine ears to-day have heard,

'Tis the spirit of my country with her everlasting word

Chanting freedom to all people drawing on.

As it was from the beginning, to the end that word

shall be

God's light to peoples captive, God's life to peoples

free.

Speaking nearer, clearer, dearer, its sweet creed of

liberty,

To the heights of noblest glory rolling on!

-O. C. Auringer.

FOR CUBA.

O

For Cuba.

No precedent, ye say,

To point the glorious way

Towards help for one downtrod in blood and tears? Brothers, 'tis time there were !

We bare our swords for her, And set a model for the coming years!

This act, to end her pain,

Without a hope of gain,

Its like on history's page where can ye read?
Humanity and God

Call us to paths untrod!

On, brothers, on! we follow not, but lead!

Under the Stars and Stripes.

HIG

IGH on the world did our fathers of old,
Under the stars and stripes,

Blazon the name that we now must uphold,
Under the stars and stripes.

Vast in the past they have builded an arch
Over which freedom has lighted her torch.
Follow it! Follow it! Come, let us march
Under the stars and stripes!

We in whose bodies the blood of them runs,
Under the stars and stripes,

We will acquit us as sons of their sons,
Under the stars and stripes,

Ever for justice, our heel upon wrong,
We in the light of our vengeance thrice strong!
Rally together! Come tramping along

Under the stars and stripes!

Out of our strength and a nation's great need,
Under the stars and stripes,

Heroes again as of old we shall breed,
Under the stars and stripes.