The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1862-04-04

ness and the shadow of death.
Glory! Hallelujah. that We live TO See
this day
| have space for only glance at the less
comely parts of this song. Here are IFS
breast and arms of silver
"He's gone to be soldier in the army of the
Lord" &C.,
the popular recognition not only of the souls
Immortality, but of its immortal ACTIVITY
The life that battled SO bravely, endured so
constantly, and yielded so heroically. was
not wasted, but is working still in another
sphere, and working for the Lord.
"We mourn for the fallen one, we weep for the
Who to this holy cause his noble life he gave +,
Sadly. yet proudly we shout forth thy name,
AS we 20 marching on.
Pathetic, and little pleonastic, but the
protdnum rulgus is not nice as to lis ear,
nor fastidious as to its taste, and the sorrow
is sincere.
His belly and thighs of brass -
'Gird on the warriors armor. the battle ne 'er
give DER.
March till the battered gates of Sumter shall ap-
pear;
Rest not by the way, till you plant the Stars and
Stripes
Where the traitor flag now waves
A glorious impulse, but praiseworthy and
practicable only as it is consolidated into
principle. 1t savors of indignation rather
than determination, and determination only,
fixed and fortified by prudence, anG strength
ened by obstacles, wins the day.
Legs of iron and feet of clay
John Browns knapsack is strapped upon his
back, &c.
Ills pet lambs will meet hin on the way" &c,
&c. &c.
\ sudden ard somewhat unaccountable re-
turn TO the original subject. Evidently the
author is more thoroughly at home with
John Brown than with distractions, and goes
back to him with a spring. But the mean
ing is involved in dosbt. There seems to be
blending of the literal and the fguratire.-
His knapsack on his back, may be but Wv
i'd way Of saving that he is in good working
order: but "his pet lambs" are in the flesh.
How can the actual lambs meet the abstract
john Brown? or does it mean that they will
fight to the death, and so meet his martyrs
in the same good cause?
The next =
They will hang JEFF Davis to tree &c. &c.
brings out the small boys. the hard men. and
the roughs, generally in full force. 1t is a
perfect brutality meter. When an assembly
sings it you shall see the civilized people
look little started-as If they were getting
rather more than they bargained for, but it
is too late to do anything about it, so they
lean upon each other for support, smile COM
promisingly, and conclude to put it through"
but all the wild beasts are mad with de-
light. They find their blood-thirst suddenly
legalized. Their tumultuousness is Ortho-
COX, and they carry it to the extreme point
of what their throats are susceptible.
The last
Now three rousing cheers for the Union.
is a universal solvent. Man and beast,
rough and smooth, are melted down into a
mere mass of swaylng. Sonorous patriotism
whose enormous pressure would certainly re-
suit in an explosion were it hot for the safe
ty valve of the final, deafenins (horresco ref
erensj Hip. hip. hip. hip. Hurrah"
If, now, a song whose marvellous adaptation
to the hoi poIoi is shown by the universally
of its reception and the utter abandonment
of its execution-if song as coarse as Eng
lands and good deal finer-a song whose
music is-at least to an uncultivated voice
and ear--at once simple and magnifcent-a
song born. as it were. BY accident. and letl
lying around loose, but working its way by
lis own Inward energy into the public heart.
so that it is sung by regiments marching
through crowded New York. and through de-
serted Charlestown. and by all the girls they
left behind them, and boys, too-if this IS
not to be the National H ymn. should ike
to know the reason why !-ConyregationGI-
ist.