THE PTTTSBORG DISPATCH, JSfcP. X 1776.-FOTJETH OF JULY SOTJVENIR-1892. A GREAT FOURTH II THEJC PARK, All Previous Celebrations of Independence Day to Be Ontdone. GRAND PATRIOTIC EALLT. Two Hundred Thousand Citizens Expected to Attend. Tho Programme for the Occasion Out shines Anything Ever Before At tempted Beauties of Schenley Point ed Out Fun Provided for the Little Ones Preparations Made to Carry Visitors An Outline of the Day's Pro ceedings Names of the Orators The Athletic Events and the Contestants Gorgeous Fireworks in the Evening. HE weather being iair, there will to day be four times as many people in Schenley Park as there were in the city of Philadelphia when the Declara tion of Independence was signed 116 years ago. The popnlation of the city on the Delaware was then 25,000, and there will ibe at least 100,000, and the Mayor expects 200,000, men, women and children largely children in the park on this day of patriotism. This celebration in Schenley Park, to be the third and the greatest ot its kind, means a good many things for Pittsbnrg and its neighborhood. It means, first, an exem plification of the deep-rooted and honest patriotism of Western Pennsylvania. This is shown not only by the great ontponnng of the people, but by the ready giving of money by merchants and manufacturers to mate the celebration great, where they can see no return except in the satisfaction they receive from beholding a splendid tribute to American independence and American institutions. Popularizing the Park and Its Beauties, It means a popularization, greater year by year, of the great green park which spreads its acres over the rugged hills and glens be yond Oakland. It means for the future a popularization of the magnificent gift of the ScotcAsAmerican steel king. It has often "been said that when the great free library lifted its gables and towers above the park entrance, its grandeur and location would bring to it only the auto crats of the Bast End, But these annual I PATRIOTIC SONGS AMERICA. MY COUNTRY 'TIS OF THEE. My country, 'tis of thee Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From ev'ry mountain side. Let freedom ring. My native country, thee Land ot the noble, free, Thy name 1 love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills Jlv heart with rapture thrills, Like that above. Let music 6well the breeze. And ring from all the trees. Sweet freedom's song; " Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake: Let rocks their silence break; The sound prolong. Our father's God, to Thee, Author ol liberty, To Thee we sing; Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God our King. HAIL! COLUMBIA. Hall! Columbia, happy land, Hall! ye heroes, heaven born band, Who lought and bled in freedom's cause, Who fought and bled in freedom's cause. And wben the storm of war was gone, Enjoy'd the peace our valor won, Lee Independence be our boast, E er mindfnl what It cost. Ever grateful for the price. Let its altar reach the skies. Firmly united let us be, Rallying round our Liberty, As a band of brothers j oined, " Feace and safety we shall find. , Immortal patriots rise once more. Defend your rights, defend yonr shore, Let no rude foe with Impious hand, Let no rude foe with Impious hand. Invade the shrine where sacred lies, O r toil and blood the weil-carn'd prize. While offering peace sincere and Just, In heav'n we place a manly trust, That truth and Justice will prevail, And eveiy scheme of bondage fail. Chobus. Sound, sound the trump of fame. Let Washington's great name King thro' the world with loud applause. King thro' the world with loud applause, Let every clime to freedom dear, Listen with a Joyful ear. With equal skill, with Godlike pow'r He governs in the fearful hour, Of horrid war or guides with case, Tho happier times of honest peace. CHORUS. STAR SPANGLED BANNER. O say can you see by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming; Whose stripes and bright stars thro' the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watch'd were so gal lantly streaming; And the rockets' red glare, the bombs burst ing in air. Gave proof thro the night that our Flag was still there. CHORUS. Osay does the Star Spangl'd Banner yet wave, O'er the Land of the Free and the home of brave. On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread sl lenoe reposes: What is that hich the breeze, o'er the tow ering steep As ft fitfully blows, half conceals, half dis closes; . jfow catches the gleamof the morning's first beam, In full tory reflect'd, now shines In the stream. Chorus. Tis the Star Spangled Banner, Oh! long may Jt wave, O'er the Land of the Free, and the home of the brave. assemblages in the park of the common peo ple, these jollifications for the working man, with his wife and children, will teach the middle and poor classes to go to the park and to love It. It wiU become a fa miliar place to them,-and the library will seem to them as only a part of the broad do main where they have a right to roam and to find delight A Day or Healthful Enjoyment. There are lasting benefits outside of the immediate good which the people will re ceive to-day. They will to-day secure re laxation from labor and worry, a chance to fill their lungs with the pure air of the fields and forests and their minds with the sweet influences of immediate Intercourse with life" llmmWm Arriving at Schenley Park. nature. Near the entrance all is bustle, 'booths, dust, gnnpowder smoke and the cries of caterers; but no visitor will enter the park who will not find the green secluded spots where repose dwells, or the high hilltops where grand vistas ennoble ths soul. Sohenely Park will hereafter be dedi cated to these annual patriotic celebrations. Mayor Gourley took the Initiative during the first summer of his administration and was heartily and ably seconded by Chief Bigelow. The celebrations grow year by year. They are already a feature of Pitts burg life. No Mayor will care to drop them. The people will insist upon them, and they will' be held while the old flag waves. Two JMf n Who Are Interested. Chief Bigelow has a keen personal inter est in to-day's event. It brings out the people of Pittsburg to see what he has wrought and what he is planning to do for the future. It brings actual contact with and appreciation of the city's expenditures for park improvements, which daring a great part of the year appeal to the citizen only by colnmns of figures in the news papers and debates in the city councils. One ruddy and sturdy little man, wearing a smile, a blonde mustache and a straw hat , will be likewise in a patriotic and personally happy mind to-day This is Jim Mo Kmght, the Superintendent of Schenley Park. Chief Bigelow has planned and Superintendent McKnight has wrought. These level,, winding roads, these stretches of lawn, these forest footpaths, these cages of animals are his. He has made them and is still making; unwearied, hopeful; ever, planning and urging new comforts and beauties. "Why, he has only begun. Jim Oh! thns be it ever when Freedom shall stand Between their lov'd home, and the war's desolation: Blest with vlct'ry and peace, may the Heav'n rescu'd land. Praise the Pow'r that hath made and pre served us a nation; And conquer we mast, when our cause It is Just, And this be our motto "In God is Our Trust" Chorus. And the Star Spangl'd Banner, in triumph shall wave, O'er the Land of the Free, and the home of the Brave. RED, WHITE AND BLUE. O Columbia 1 the gem of the ocean, The home of the brave and the free. The shrine of each patriot's devotion, .a. wonu ouers nomage to tnee. Thy mandates mate heroes assemble, When Liberty's form stands in view, Thy banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the red, white and blue, CHORUS. When borne by the red, white and bine, When borne Oy the red, white and blue. Thy banners make tyranny tremble. When borno by the red, white and blue. When war winged its wide desolation, And threatened the land to deform, The ark then or freedom's foundation, Columbia, rode safe through the storm; Witn her garlands of vlot'ry around her, When so proudly she bore her brave crew. With her flag proudly floating before her, The boast of the red, white and blue. Chorus. Then bright wreaths of laurel bring hither, Let none dare their honor assail; Hay tho wreaths they have won never wither. Nor the star of their glory grow pale; May Jhe service united ne'er Bever, But still to her colors prove true, The army and navy forever 1 Three cheers for the red, white and blue. Chorus: HAIL! HAPPY DAY! (Chorus). BEsrmcT. L. Hall! hail happy day! Hall sweet morning rnv Bright sun that glldeth a nation's glory! Now with Joyful cry, Raise we our banner high Long may it wave o'er the wise and the free And the young this day with loud rejoicing, Shall the deeds of the ancient time pro claim. When heav'n smiled the contest blessing And a nation gained a name Hail! Mark each bearing high, Gleameth each fearless pye; Freedom hath sealed us. And wisdom hath crowned us; Here in gloom shall lower, N ever a tyrant's power, Free in all ages onr land shall be, Our land (Onr land forever free) Our land (Repeat) Forevei nee Our land (Our land for ever free) Onr litnd Forever free (shall be) Shall be forever lree (Repeat) ii. Hail! hail! happy day, Swift the glad-d'ning ray! Darts over mountain and wide rolling river. Firm In youthful might; God will guard our right, Vanquish invaders and shelter the.free; For we know the gift our lathers left us, And will sing to freedom's holy flame. And its splendor e'er increasing. Shall ecure enduring fame, yes! Hail! hall! happy day! Hall sweet morn ing ray! Burning in brightness from ocean to ocean: So down the course of time, Far may thy glory shine. Fair land of freedom, forever endure. Shall be (Shall be forever free). Shall, be (Repeat) Forever free (Shall be, shall be forever free) Shall be Forever tree (Shall be) Shall be forever free. (Repeat). , r j ?- -mm2Snv"'- M , gl MW);t rsutaxmee me teKe has visions of what Is to be that he dares not yet confide to the outside world. THE PARK'S BEAUTIES. Komantlo Panther Hollow and Its Asso ciations Tbo Old Washington Cabin With Its Poplars The Zoo, the Deer Park and Gusky. Inside the park one of the first objects to catch the eye is the grand-stand, at the foot of a green slope which stretches away to a long hilltop on the left. This stand will seat 2,000 people, and is built solidly. Here the Declaration will be read and the patriotic speeches will be made this fore noon. On it will be seated 1,200 school children, who will sing those grand cho ruses of the republic which cause the blood to tingle in the veins of every true Amer ican. There will also be massed four bands, which will present 120 instruments, and pour forth musio that will fairly cause the leaves on the old apple trees in yon dis tant orchard to tremble with emotion. The people who wish to see and hear will assemble on the greensward sloping up ward from the stand. On this lovely hill side, on other days, peacefully browse a flock of high-bred sheep, Cotswolds and Soutbdowns, who nibble among the daisies and lift their , heads only now and then to FOR THE PEOPLE'S CHOIR AT SCHENLEY PARK TO-DAY; YANKEE DOODLE. Origin of Yankee Doodle In the summer of 177S the British arm, under command of Abercrombie, lay encamped on the east bank of the Hudson river a little south of the City of Albany, awaiting reinforcements of militia from the Eastern States previous to marching on Ticonderoga, During the month of June these raw levies poured into camp, company after company, each man differently armed, equipped and accoutered from his neighbor, and tne whole present lng such a spectacle as was never equaled, unless by ths celebrated regiment of merry Jack Falstaff. Their outre appearance fur nlshed great amusement to the British offi cers. One Dr. Shambnrg, an English sur geon, composed the tune of "Yankee Doo dle," and arranged It to words, which were gravely dedicated to the new recruits. The Joke took, and the tune has come down to cms aay. ths original words, which we take from Farmer and Moore's "Hlstorial Collections," published in 1830, we have not, however, met with before In many years. As far back as 1600 this tune is found as "ucy Locket Lost Her Pocket." Father and I went down to camp, Al one with Captain Goodwin : And there we saw the men and boys, As thick as hasty pudding. CHORUS. Yankee Doodle, doodle-do, Yankee Doodle dandy. Mind the musio and the step, and witli your guns be handy. Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy; Yankee Doodle, ha! ha! ha! Yankee Doodle dandy. And there was Captain Washington Upon a slapping stallion. And gsrlng orders to bis men, 1 guess tnere was a million. Chorus. And then the feathers on his hat, They looked so tarnal fluey, I wanted peskily to get To give to my Jemima, Chorus: And there they had a swamping gun, As big as a log of maple. On a deuced little cart, A load for father's cattle. Chorus. And every time they fired it on It took a horn of powder; It made a noise like father s gun, , Only a nation louder. Chorus. I went as near to it myself As Jacob's underpinln', And father went as near again I thought the deuce was in him. Chorus. And there I see a little keg. Its heads were made of leather. They beatupon't with little sticks. To call the folks together. Chorus And there they'd fife away like fun, - And plav on corn-stalk Addles, And some had ribbons red as blood, All bound around their middles. Chorus. " The troopers, too, wonld gallop up And Are right in our faces; It scared me almost half to death To see them run such races. Chorus. Uncle 8am came there to change Some pancakes and some onions For 'lasses cakes to carry home To give his wife and yonng ones. Chorus, Bnt I can't tell you half I see. They keep up such a smother; , 8o I took my bat off, made a bow, And scampered home to mother. Chorus. INDEPENDENCE DAY. AtR "Champagne Charlie.' The year is full of days that mark, Our country's growing fame. Since sailing o'er the waters dark, Our fathers hither came. Yet, from new fields of glorious war, W turn our eyes away. SOME POINTS OF INTEREST GROUPED. gaze at the giddy boys who chase a baseball bounding over the grass. Bard to Tell What They Think. What these 'sheep will think to-day, when the cannon and the bands and trie gorgeous crowds scare them into the most secluded nooks along the fence corners, can only be i told by some expert in sheep lore, like Bosa Bonheur, of France. At the right of the roadway is the arena for the athletic sports in the afternoon. Here is an oval track one-sixth of a mile long, bisected on its longer axis by a track of 120 yards for sprinting. This track has ' been rolled and beaten until it is almost as bard as asphalt, with just enongh spongi ness in it for fast footsteps. Around the track is an amphitheater of temporary seats where 10,000 people may sit and see the pastimes. Only a few rods beyond this track is a sienboard by the roadside, saying: "To Panther Hollow. " It points to a rogged path which leads to the right, down among the rocks and oak trees, into that famous deep, dark and romantic glen which bears the gruesome name printed on the sign board. Where the Indian Used to Lurk. Down this deep glen runs a purling brook, which tumbles over mossy stoneB, dashes down little cascades and eddies through dark pools among the gnarled roots of oak trees that could tell tales of Shingiss, AH quippa and the days before Fort Duqoesne. For it was. in this glen in those days that And gaze through gath'rlng years, afar, On Freedom's natal day. I CHORUS. Ring a merry peal of bells, While the loat of cannon swells; Fling the banners to the morning breeze. Float the streamers o'er the land and seas; Spread the red, and white and blue All the haonv nation tnrouirh- Shouting, with a voice of glee, boys, A song of Independence Day. Our country's annals gleam and burn, That tell her storied age. To-day with loving hand we turn Her noblest, early page. No day in all onr nation's life So grand as this shall be; When, facing death, and pain and strife, They wrote: "All men are free." Chorus. And though, with grand heroic names, Our hearts are full to-day, Not one a higher tribute claims, Than those who led the wayl Wo honor that devoted band, Of tried and truest worth Charles Carroll, or the Southern land John Hancock, of the North. Chorus. Bring garlands of the fairest flow'rs, Wreathe high the arohes green, Let gladness fill the flying houis, And glory gild the scene. Let all the air resound with mlitb. And songs of happy cheer; And crown the nation's day of birth, The best of all the year. Chorus. . FLAG OF THE FREE. Nobly our flag flutters o'er us to-day. Emblem of peace, pledge of liberty's sway, Its foes shall tremble and shrink in dlsmuy, If e'er insulted it be. Our Stripes and tars loved and honored by all, Shall float forever whei e freedom may call, It still shall be the flag of the free, Emblem of sweet liberty. Here we will gather its cause to defend, Let patriots rally, and wise counsels lend, It still shall be the flag of the free Emblem of sweet liberty. With It in beauty no flag can compare, All nations honor our banner so fair, If to insult it a traitor should dare. Crushed to the earth let him be. Freedom and progress our watchword to day. When duty calls us who dares disobey, Honor to thee, thou fla.r of tho free, Emblem of sweet liberty. Chorus. Ever united this fair land shall oe. Our flag shall conquer on land or on sea, Ev'ry opposer shall soon bend the knee, God speed the darling old flag. No Noi th, no South, no New England, no West, One country always, the gieatest, the best; Long may It wave, the poor and oppressed, Bless thee, thou flag of the free. Chorus. SONG OF A THOUSAND YEARS. MUSIO, H. a WORK. Lift up your heads, desponding freemen So! for your guide a star appears; Forward ye braves! the daylight's breaking, And It will shine a thousand years. CHORUS. A thousand years my own Columbia ' Tis the glad day so long foretold; Tis the glad morn whose early twilight Washington saw in times of old. These are the times that try true courage, Never give place to donbt or lean Why should you douDt the bow of promise Surely will stand a thousand years. Chorus. . A thousand years, my own Columbia, etc. So! this bright star in glory riding, High in the heavens, each heart it cheers: Join the glad shout, swell out the chorus: Jubilee lasts a thousand years. Chorus. .. A thousand-years my own Columbia, etc. J the Indian chiefs held their conncil fires, and sat tar into the night to tell tales of en counter or lay plans for war, while the whip-poor-will called in the dense darkness of the thicket and the panther wailed his doleful cry in the far treetops. Now the glen is a stroll for lovers, or a playground J lor merry children. Near the foot of this glen Is the little lake, a pretty piece of water where row boats will soon be for hire. It is 100 yards broad and 200 yards long, and is kept in bonnds by an olp embankment which form erly did duty for an ice pond. Along its borders are footpaths, and the trees from the hillside lean over its surface and shake their green leaves at their olive reflections in the water. Perfection of Childish Happiness. The ro'ads that run through the park wind around in broad curves, but a path runs over the hills toward the Zoo, whence thou sands will to-day take their way. They will pass through fields studded with millions of daisies, whose whiteness fairly obscures the green of the short grass. Here there are no signs to keep off the grass and the children may wander as they please and fill their arms with flowers. Yesterday an old man, coming along the path with a companion, said: "Here is happiness to perfection: a, little child among the daisies. The only tronble lean see is that she has more daisies than she can gather.", To-day there will be thousands ot such pictures of happiness. This pathway leads to Snyder's orchard, COLUMBIA, BLEST LAND! Columbia, beloved land, I turn my eyes to see Tho source of all the blessings grand, Thou hast in store for me. Then over the years I backward gaze. Following fast and far, Until I reach the early days Of our own Columbia dear. chorus: Then carry me back and let me see Whence was the source and flow Of Freedom's stream that rose for me, In the hundred years ago. Columbia, I see her stand Upon those distant heights, , The Sword of Justice In her hand, Her cause, a Nation's rights, Then, over the years of toll and strife, Back where her glories are, I see the price that bought the life Of our own Columbia dear. Chorus. Columbia, I see her wave The banner or the free The Stars and Stripes above the breeze Who died or you and me! Then, over the yeais where shines a-new Many a gleamy star We'll cheei tho red, the white, the blue Of our own Columbia dear. Chorus. Columbia, so rich art thou In all thy gloried Fast, Thy sons and daughteis pledge thee now. Its fame shall ever last. Then, over the years in onward flight, Never a stain shall mar The fame so pure, so lair, so white, Of our own Columbia dear. Chorus. MARCHING THROUGH GEOR- GIA. Bring the good old bugle, boys! we'll sing another song Sing It with a spirit that will start the world along ' Sing It as we used to sing it, fifty thousand strong. While we were marohing thro' Georgia. chorus. "Hurrah! Hurrah! we bring the Jubilee! Hurrahl Hurrah! the fiag that makes you ireei So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea, While we were marching through Georgia. How the darkeys shouted when they heard the Joyful sound! How the turkeys gobbled which our com missary lound! How the iweet potatoes even staited Trom the ground, Whllo we were marching thro' Georgia. Chorus. Yos, and there were Union men who wept with Jovful tears. When they saw the honored flag tbey had not seen foe years; Haidly could they be restrained from break ing forth in cheers, While we weie marching thro' Georgia. Cuorus. ' "Shennan!s dashing Yankee boys will never reach the coast!" So the saucy rebels said, end 'twas a hand some Coast Had they not forgot, alas! to reckon with the host, While we were matching thro' Georgia. Chorus. So we made a thoroughfare for Freedom and her train. Sixty miles in latitude three hundred to the main; Treason fled before us, for resistance was in vain. While wo were marching thro' Georgia. MT. YERNON BELLS. "Massa's in de Cold, Cold Ground." Where Fotomae's stream la flowing Virginia's border through; Where the white sailed ships are going, Sailing to the ocean blue; Hnshed the sound of mirth and singing Silent, everyone a large grove of old apple trees, with some cherries and peaches. This orchard crowns the highest point in the park, and from it the vista of distant hills, rivers, spires and forests is magnificent. This hill was noted in the olden time as the site of an Indian beacon, whence signals were flashed to other hills beyond both the Allegheny and the Monongahela. Under the broad apple trees there are forty swings for the little ones, and nearby Is a inerry-go-round whose operator gives one-fifth of his receipts to the fireworks fund. A Little Short on Ace. Just below the orchard Is an old log cabin, only one-story high, having at one end a great chimner built of flat stones. Formerly there stood at each of the fonr corners of the house a tall poplar, but one1 has fallen and disappeared. Its place is partially taken by a large lilao bush. A policeman in gray uniform will tell the questioner, "This is the house where Wash ington is said to have stopped over night on his way from Braddock to Mount Washington. It is 110 years old." To A Fatcn and a Dear. make it fit Father Washington's history at least 30 years should be added to its age. Below this cabin is the site of the old Snyder residence, now torn down. In the place where the cellar was there is a good spring. Jnst across the road is the dove cote, but the doves are seldom there. The Zoo is Just across a wooded hollow, but on both Blopes of the hollow the deer have their park, surrounded by a wire fence. Parts of their inclosure are so secluded that thev can entirely hide themselves from the visitors' eye, and there, in the cool shade, they lie during the heat of the day. But they are often seen alone the upper ience, where they are the pets of the ladies. Among the Monkeys and Bears, At the Zoo the monkeys will to-day enjoy a super-abnndance of nuts and cakes, and there will be great excitement in monkey laud. Among the many curiosities in the cages, the monkeys form the first attraction, and the four black bears the second. But there is another greater attraction up in the. orchard back of the animal cages. Tnis is .Gusky, the youthful elephant, who is growing rapidly" to be a burly, big fellow and one of the forest giants. Gusky is tied by a strong rope to a tree, and when he is not eating hay or morsels thrown to him by children he swings his ponderous head incessantly up and down and curls and uncurls his pliant trunk. Many have wondered at this continual motion, and there have been shakings of heads among the wise men who have gone to see him. It has been said that Gnsky is not right in his mind, that he has softening of the brain, or rather paresis, that malady which affects great men and is absolutely incurable. Hoping for the Best for Baby. Superintendent McKnight was cautiously approached on this subject. When the While the solemn bells are ringing By the tomb of Washington. CHORUS. Tolling and knelling. With a sad, sweet sound; O'er the wave the tones are swelling. By Mt. Vernon's saored ground. Long ago the warrior slumbered Our country's father slept. Long, among the angels numbered, They the hero soul have kept. Bnt the children's children love htm. And his name revere, So where willows wave above him. Sweetly still his knell you hear. Chorus. Sail, ob, ships, across the billows And bear the story far. How he sleeps beneath the willows "First in peace and first in war." Tell, while sweet adieus are swelling, Till you come again. He within the hearts is dwelling, Of his loving countrymen. Chorus. FOR ALL AND FOREVER. Patriotic Quartet or Chorns. Float proudly. O beautiful banner, to-day. Let each star shine forth with a new, brighter ray. For now you are true to yourself and the world; And all men are free where your stripes are unfurled; And we know that the '-Star-spangled" Ban ner" shall be, For all and forever, the fiag of the free. Your folds bave been cleansed both by blood and Dy fire. You've draped for the grave son, brother and sire; Their lives they gave freely to save you from shame; Float proudly, O banner, they died not in vain! And we know that the "Star-spangled Ban ner" shall be. For all and forever, the flag of the free! Droop a moment in sadness, where thickly 'are spread The green curtained tents, which have shel tered our dead; They sleep from the homes of their kindred afar, They died that your beauty should miss not a star: And thro'out ev'ry land, over mountain and pea. You should ever be bailed as the flag of the free! Shine on, ye bright stars, from your field of trne blue. The word and tho boast of yonr country are trne; Fling wide your broad stripes o'er the land or the wave, For never again can thev float o'er a slave: And we know that the "Star-spangled Ban ner" shall be. For all and lorever, the ua of the free! VIVA L'AMERICA, HOME OF THE FREE. Noble Republic, happiest of Unds, Foiemost of nations, Columbia stands, Freedom's proud banner floats In the skies, Where shouts ofLibeity daily arise. "United we stand, divided we fall," "Union fore1 er," freedom to all! Cnoaus. Throughout the world our motto shall be, Viva L' America, home of the free; Tnrou 'bout the world our motto shall be. Viva L' America, home of the free! Should ever traitor rise in the land, Cursed be his homestead, withered his hand, Shame be his memory, scorn be his lot, Exilo his hei itage, his name a blot! "United e stand, divided we fall," Granting a home and freedom to all; Chorus. To all herheroes, Justice and Fame, To all her foes, a traitor's loul name: Our "Stripes and Stars" still proudly shall wave, Emblem of Liberty, flag of the brave! "United we stand, divided we fall," Gladly we'll die at our country's call. Chorus. , life iiiii ws possibility of disease was mentioned to him a cloud of anxiety flitted over his coun tenance, but he said: "Oh, no; I think not. He has done that ever since he was a baby. They tell me.he will grow out of it." These points of interest are only the chief. They are a fetr samples from the great park, but to-day the thousands of boy and girls will find out all the nooks, the rns. Driving Through the Porn. tic eats, the pools of water where they may bathe their bare feet, the fruit trees, the flowers and the ontlook hills. They will hear the meadow lark sing in the grass, the song sparrow trill on the vine-clad fence, the robin call In the apple tree and thechee wink sound his'little note in the dark un derbrush. GOING TO THE PARK. The Unci of Travel and Scenes About the Entrance All Roads Lead to It To Day How ,to Get There Easily and Speedily. This is a beautiful park in which the peo ple will celebrate to-day. Its 450 acres in clude natural elements of beauty and grandeur possessed by no other park in the large cities of the land. It is a young park, barely 3 years old; bat it is already site of magnificent views, splendid drives, se cluded walks, mossy dells and all that goes to make up a region of natural beauty and romance. It is easy of access, but all lines of travel will to-day be crowded. Thousands, of Wktre Wellington Might Have Stayed. conrse, will walk, but many thousands mora will go by street railway. The Second ave nue electric line will carry people from all along the bank of the Monongahela, by way of Greenfield avenue to the great new iron bridge which spans Four Mile run and admits to the new driveway at the extreme southeast corner of the park. This entrance. MY UNCLE SAM. There was a young man, and his name was Uncle Sam, He lived 'round here long ago. And his brave deeds it is singing I am, For he did them for me, you know. CHORUS! Then tell all the glory of his name Sing all the story of his fame, You'll find no man like ray Uncle Sam, Tho you search the world for the same. There was an old man and his name was George the King, He sent his fleet o'er the sea. But Uncle Sam bravely told him this thing, He would pay him no tax on tea. Chorus. They had a big flgbt, and the battle It wai long. But Uncle Sam won the day. And George the King tho1 his army waa strong. Uncle Sam drove them all away. CH0RU3. And now Uncle Sam, old, a century grown, Blds all the woild come and see, How Freedom's flag in its beauty is thrown O'er his broad laud of Liberty! Chorus. AMERICAN HYMN. Speed our Republic, O, Father on High, Lead us in pathways of Justice ana right Rulers as well as the ruled, "one and all," Girdle with virtue the armor of might! chorus. Hail! three times hall to our country and flag! Hall! three times hail to our country and flag! Hall! three times hall to our country and flag! Hall! three times hall to our country and flag! Foremost in battle for Freedom to stand. We rush to arms when aroused by its call. Still as of yore, when George Washington led, Thunders onr war cry: We conquer or-faUI Chorus. Faithful and honest to friend and to be Willing to die in humanity's cause 1 hus we dofv all tyrannical pow'r. While we contend for onr Union and laws! Chobus. . Rise up, proud eagle, rise up to the clouds, fcprtad thy broad wings o'er this lair Western world! Fling from thy beak our dear banner of o'd Show that it still is for Freedom unfurl' dl Chorus. UNFURL THE GLORIOUS BANNER. Unfurl the glorious banner, let 4t away upon the breeze. The emblem of our country's pride on land, and on the seas; The emblem of our liberty borne proudly ha the wars The hope of every freeman, the gleaming Stripes and Stars! The hope of every freeman, the gleaming' Stripes and Stars! CBOSUS. Then unfurl the glorious banner out upon ths welcoming air. Read the record of the olden time-uponia radiance there! In the battle it shall lead us and tne banner ever be A beacon light to glory, and a guide to vio- tory. A beacon light to glory and a guide to vi tory. The glorious band of patriots who gave) the flag its birth. Have writ with steel In history the record of their worth; From East to West, from sea to sea, from pole to tropic sun, Will eyes grow might and hearts throo high at name of Washington. Chorus. flgPZ i J '3iMbJk&&;!2jM mgagssita smmSaSasi
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