stott4i*A... Otititsoit;, ilroo,ttors. -:. ,st,itct Plttrg. 0' PEtiiiSYLVANIABEFORE ELECTION. By J. G. 'WHITTIER ON, State, prayer4onntledi •never hung Sackohniee upon a people's tongue, tich power to bless or ban, As thst , which makes thy whisper Fate, For which on thee the centuries wait, . And deitinies of man. • Across thy Alleghanian chain, With groaning from a land 'of pain, The,west wind finds it's vca; Wild l wailing from '.lli: , souri's flood ' The crying of thy children's blood Is in thy cars to day. And unto thee, in Freedom's • hour Of sorest need, God gives the power To ruin or to save, - To wound -or heal,to lali ght or bless With fruitful fields or wildeiness: A free home or a gravel Nay more: transcending time and place The 'qnestiOn the„butnan raco Isthine to solvesnew ; , And tremblint deubt fill on thy breath A thrill-of life or pang of death. , Shall reach the 'wide earth thro'. ,• •Thenlet,th:y Virtne match Rise to the level of the tune, AAA a sou of thine . Betray or tempt thee, Brutus like, :For Fatherland any Freed(itti strike, • As justice gives the 'sigtl.- Wake, sieeper,„frottt thy dream'of case, The ireat Occasion's: forelock seize, . , And let the North vein]'strong And &hien kares. of Autumn be . Thy eforonal of Victory . ; And thy triumpUF.orit..7! TO PENNSYLVANIA - AFTER ELECTION "BY: THE QUAKING 'POET. - Oh a Stiate confounded! nect.r rung Such thunder front" a people's tongue, Stich a terrific ban, • - As that which is our - wand ()irate; _ Which telk Premoat hat 114 niubt.-wait,' And thi: little tiaa. Across, the Allegbanicn c'iain, With groaning from al land of pain, The East. wind Vipws away ; Wild wailing from Salt River's flood, • 13lack 11.1..p5,t2 to tlieir - ehit” , in mud ek is thSA•mrs-t6414y. Far onto-thee, is Fremontls hour sorest need, Iva% given the power TO rain ortO save, To wound or heal, to blight or bless, To crown hie life with happiciei;s, 30r send him to hiss graVe. • Nay.!nare: transcending tiFrie and place Thevicstion of the 4 .. nigger" race Was thine to solVt area' ; ,ii And ire: bling doubtful on itly".breatll 1% - .he the news--ay.ott,g a f death Nude all New England . " blue? Why (lid gty Virtue matek our Crime? 'Rise to the level of the time, • .And choose that son of thine; And when we tinr,lited, Brutus like, For Fatherlanclano Freedom strike, AS Justice gave the sign? Thou weuld'si not give, us any peace, Nor Billy Seward's coat tail seize; S ) let the east wind strode And.widtered leaves of Autnmn be Our coronal of misery And our funeral song. is, ! ccilancou,s. THE CHARZE OF MAY. A Leg end of Mexico. 'aiy• -GEORGE Thera-was rt..,ay -when an old man with white hair ; . at afotte in the mall' chamber Inf a National ltausiou, his spare but musealar figure resting on an armed chacr, Lis hands clasfedand , ,his deep hlUe..ey&s.g4zing tbrongh windowil tipiCti the, cloudle - winter sty., The brow of the old man, furrowed with '''.-6nklet, his hair risiq, , in . straight triase i l s,. white as the driven suriw,'his Sunken cheeks traversed by marked linet , ..and fitglly compretserlallannouneed a long and stormy life. i All the marks' of an iron 'Mil / were written Inpon hit face; His name, I need not tell you, WltAltnd el heir:s°n,, and he sati alarm in the `, bite Hoar e , A. visitor entered witliout being' iononnoed. and stood before the Prtmiclent in lie form of boy of ntteen, clad in a' Oars° round and towsers, stud cored from head to fo'f. with !mud. As' he before the l'kKideat, ear ;a hand, 11n) dark hair. falling 11. ' (lamp clutters abe/IV:hi& 'white forehead, the old man cook" not; beli ' aurveying ,at Aim! glance the /muscular beauty of bii - figure, the broad i aiwt;the sinewy nrom, the Lead placed irotglly tis,) , A l the tnn sboulde,rs.' "Your, busthessi" said the — bld min in Lie , • iuort abrupt twat-. . "There' is a' Lieutenancy. vacant in the you give it to me V' A.,(1 / Alashio,g,back the dank hair , which fell over his fame, the boy, -as if frightened at - Itis b o w _ L n ?!' 4 . low w P ore the President. The old man could not restrain that &wife, it, reathe4 his Ono abonefroto his clear eves;. .. "You enter my -charriber unannounced, covered: from bead to foot with triad-yob tell me a' Lieutenancy is vacant and ask me to give it:! to you. Who are you!" " Charles May r—The boy did not bow tbis.tirne, but vith his right band on his hip, stood liken voting Indian, erect in the prep enee of the President. "Whit claims have you to the commis ,siont"-Lisgain the Hero . surveyed him, and again he'faintly smiled.' • • "Such as you see !" . exclaimed the boy as his dark eyes shone with that dare-devil light, while his; yianfig form swelled in everylnusele,' as with the7 - conseious Pride of his' manly strength and beauty. "Would you" ' —lie bent forward, sweeping aside his curls once more, while a smile began eb play over his lips. " Would' you like to see me ride? My horse is it the , door. You see, I caine post baste for this commission." • Silently the old man followed the boy;and together., they went ,forth from the White HOn;e. "It was a clear, cold winter's day; the wind tossed the President's white bait, anfl the leafless trees stood boldly out against thoi deep blue 5k3,•,. Before the portalS of the White House with the reign thrown ? 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