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nd whose magnificent resuits shine through as the beacon-light of free popular governd who won this victory? The minute-men a, who in the history of our English race always the vanguard of freedom.

minute-man of the American Revolution!e? He was the husband and father who, ve liberty, and to know that lawful liberty is uaranty of peace and progress, left the plow row and the hammer on the bench, and, kissand children, marched to die or to be free. e son and lover, the plain, shy youth of the hool and the village choir, whose heart beat or his country, and who felt, though he could with the old English cavalier, —

"I could not love thee, dear, so much,

Loved I not honor more. 99

He was the

minute-man of the Revolution! middle-aged, and the young. He was Captain Concord, who said that he went to battle as to church. He was Captain Davis, of Acton, oved his men for jesting on the march. He eon Josiah Haynes, of Sudbury, eighty years marched with his company to the South Bridge, d, then joined in the hot pursuit to Lexington, s gloriously as Warren at Bunker Hill.

was James Hayward, of Acton, twenty-two , foremost in that deadly race from Concord estown, who raised his piece at the same with a British soldier, each exclaiming, "You ad man." The Briton dropped, shot through t. James Hayward fell, mortally wounded. "he said, "I started with forty balls; I have

I love more than my mother that I a turned out."

7. This was the minute-man of t The rural citizen, trained in the comm church, and the town-meeting, who ca that thought, and whose gun, loaded w brought down, not a man, but a syst gratefully recall to-day, — him, in yon wrought in the metal which but feebly exorable will, we commit in his immort reverence of our children.

8. And here among these peaceful the county whose children first gave American union and independence, her of Middlesex, county of Lexington an Bunker Hill, stand fast, Son of Liberty ute-man stood at the old North Bridg we or our descendants, false to liberty, and humanity, betray in any way thei into life as a hundred years ago, take descend, and lead us, as God led you, in to save the hopes of man.

im'mi-nent, threatening, - said of cav-a-lier',
an evil likely to happen.
guar'an-ty (găr'an-ti), warranty;

security.

or

horseman or

gallant man.

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minute-man, one ready at a minute's notice to resis early period of the Revolutionary struggle. The mil are trained in military tactics, but not regular soldiers. Explain "who carried a bayonet that thought, and with a principle," etc. (7)

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KIV. — THE OLD CONTINENTALS

GUY HUMPHREY MCMASTER.

1. IN their ragged regimentals
Stood the old Continentals,
Yielding not,

When the grenadiers were lunging,
And like hail fell the plunging
Cannon shot;

When the files

Of the Isles,

From the smoky night encampment
Bore the banner of the rampant
Unicorn,

And grummer, grummer, grummer
Rolled the roll of the drummer,
Through the morn!

2. Then with eyes to the front all,
And with guns horizontal,
Stood our sires;

And the balls whistled deadly,
And in streams flashing redly
Blazed the fires;

As the roar

On the shore

Swept the strong battle-breakers

O'er the green-sodded acres

Of the plain;

And louder, louder, louder

Cracked the black gunpowder,
Cracking amain!

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Continentals (1), the soldiers of the Continental army, American Colonies was called in the Revolutionary war. —

rs of the British Isles. - Unicorn (1). The fabulous animal corn is represented in the British coat of arms.

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r" (3).
Horse-Guards (3), a British cavalry regiment.

See page 39 (the citation from Shakespeare, King

WILLIAM TELL AMONG THE

MOUNTAINS.

KNOWLES.

ERIDAN KNOWLES was a popular dramatist and actor, born at nd, in 1784. He died in 1862.

gs and peaks, I'm with you once again! to you the hands you first beheld,

w they still are free. Methinks I hear it in your echoes answer me

id your tenant welcome home again!

Hail! O sacred forms, how proud you look! high you lift your heads into the sky!

huge you are! how mighty, and how free:

e the things that tower, that shine, whose smile

s glad, whose frown is terrible, whose forms, or unrobed, do all the impress wear

e divine.

Ye guards of liberty,

with you once again! I call to you
all my voice! I hold my hands to you,
ow they still are free. I rush to you
ough I could embrace you!

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