Southrons, hear your country call you ! Up, lest worse than death befall you!

To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Lo! all the beacon-fires are lighted,-
Let all hearts be now united!

To arms! To arms! To arms, in Dixie!
Advance the flag of Dixie!
Hurrah! Hurrah!

For Dixie's land we take our stand,
And live and die for Dixie!

To arms! To arms!
And conquer peace for Dixie!
To arms! To arms!

And conquer peace for Dixie
Hear the Northern thunders mutter!
Northern flags in South winds flutter!
Send them back your fierce defiance!
Stamp upon the accursed alliance!

Fear no danger! Shun no labor!
Lift up rifle, pike, and sabre!
Shoulder pressing close to shoulder,
Let the odds make each heart bolder!
How the South's great heart rejoices
At your cannon's ringing voices!
For faith betrayed, and pledges broken,
Wrongs inflicted, insults spoken.

Strong as lions, swift as eagles,

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THE SOUTHERN CROSS

ST. GEORGE TUCKER

Oh, say, can you see through the gloom and the storm,

More bright for the darkness, that pure constellation?

Like the symbol of love and redemption its form,

As it points to the haven of hope for the nation.

How radiant each star, as the beacon afar, Giving promise of peace or assurance of war!

'Tis the Cross of the South, which shall ever remain,

To light us to freedom and glory again!

How peaceful and blest was America's soil

Till betrayed by the guile of the Puritan demon,

Which lurks under virtue and springs from its coil

To fasten its fangs in the life blood of freemen.

Then boldly appeal to each heart that can feel,

And crush the foul viper 'neath Liberty's heel!

And the Cross of the South shall in triumph remain

To light us to freedom and glory again!

After Southey's "March to Moscow"
JOHN R. THOMPSON

Major General Scott
An order had got

To push on the column to Richmond;
For loudly went forth,

⚫ From all parts of the North,

The cry that an end of the war must be made

In time for the regular yearly Fall Trade:
Mr. Greeley spoke freely about the delay.
The Yankees "to hum" were all hot for
the fray;

The chivalrous Grow,
Declared they were slow,-
And therefore the order

To march from the border

And make an excursion to Richmond.

Major General Scott Most likely was not

Very loth to obey this instruction, I wot; In his private opinion

The Ancient Dominion Deserved to be pillaged, her sons to be

shot,

And the reason is easily noted; Though this part of the earth Had given him birth,

And medals and swords,

Inscribed in fine words,

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It never for Winfield had voted.
Besides, you must know, that our First

of Commanders