UNDER THE SHADE OF THE TREES. BY MARGARET J. PRESTON. [The last words of Stonewall Jackson were: "Let us cross the river and rest under the shade of the trees." -EDITOR.] WHAT are the thoughts that are stirring his breast? W What is the mystical vision he sees ? "Let us pass over the river, and rest Under the shade of the trees." Has he grown sick of his toils and his tasks? 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, Caught the high psalms of ecstatic delight— Oh, was it strange he should pine for release, Under the shade of the trees? Yea, it was noblest for him—it was best There to pass over the river and rest Under the shade of the trees! [Southern.] STONEWALL JACKSON. (Mortally wounded at Chancellorsville, May, 1863.) THE BY HERMAN MELVILLE. HE Man who fiercest charged in fight, Even him who stoutly stood for Wrong, How can we praise? Yet coming days Shall not forget him with this song. Dead is the Man whose Cause is dead, Earnest in error, as we feel; True to the thing he deemed was due, Relentlessly he routed us; But we relent, for he is low- Justly his fame we outlaw; so We drop a tear on the bold Virginia's bier, Because no wreath we owe. The Pre Black BY GEORGE H. BOKER. ARK as the clouds of even, D Ranked in the western heaven, Waiting the breath that lifts Arm to arm, knee to kee, Down the long dusky line Bristling and firmly set, Flashed with a purpose grand, "Now," the flag-sergeant cried, "Though death and and hell betide, Let the whole nation see If we are fit to be Free in this land; or bound Down, like the whining hound,— 'Charge!" trump and drum awoke ; Onward the bondsmen broke; Bayonet and sabre-stroke Vainly opposed their rush. Through the wild battle's crush, |