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grandest  of  mausoleums,  where  the  proudest,  of  nations  £arnevs  the

                       remains  and  perpetuates the  memories of its  most eminent and honored,
                       the  is rune  and  deeds  of  N nth mi  Hale  have  pa s wed  into  oblivion,  and
                       only  a  simple  tomb  in  a v: 11 age  churchyard  marks  his  resting-place.
                         The  dying  dec la rations  of  Andre  and  Hale  express  the  animating
                       spirit  of  their  several  ant lies,  and  teach  why,  with  all  their  power,
                       England  could  not  conquer  America.  111  call  upori  you  to  witness
                       that  1  die  like  a  brave  man,1'  .said  Arid re,  and  he  spoke  fruntl  British
                       and  Hessian  .surroundings,  seeking only  glory  anti pay.  “ 1  regret float
                       J  have  only  one  life  to  lose  for  my  country,'"  said  Hale;  and  with  him
                       and  his  comrades  .self  was  forgotten  in  that  absorbing,  passionate
                       patriotism  which  pledges  fortune,  honor  and  life  to  tlis  sacred  cause.
                                                                         ClIAUNCEY  M.  DErEW.




                                               ORANGE  AND  GREEN.


                            T    H E   night  was  falling dreary,  in  merry  Ban don  town,
                                    When  in  his  cottage,  weary,  an  Orangeman  Jay  down
                                    The  summer  sun  in  splendor  had  set  upon  the  vale.
                            And  shouts  of  "N o   surrender [ fJ  arose  upon  tlie  g-ile.


                            Beside  the  waters,  iriving  the  teet  of  aged  trees.
                            The  Orange  b:timers,  waving,  flew  boldly  in  the breeze—
                            In  mighty  chorus  meeting,  a  hundred  voices  join,
                            And  fife  and  drum  were  It eating  tlie  Battle  of  the  Boyttc'.


                            Ha !  iow'rd  his  cottage  hieing,  what form  is  speeding  now,
                            From  yonder  thicket  dying, with  blood  upon  las  brow ?
                           “ Hide—  hide  me,  worthy  stranger,  though  green  my  color  be,
                            And  in  the  day  of  danger  may  Heaven  remember  thee!


                           “ In  yonder  vah  contending alone  against  that  crew,
                            My  Ijfe  and  limbs  defending,  an  Orangeman  T  slew,
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