loving soul, in which the feminine element of passion generally predominates over sustained virile strength; he is spontaneity itself--and the reflective Anglo-Saxon race will learn to appreciate such promptings of our basic nature. He is happy in serving, and as a servant, is invaluable. Stern duties are then before us in this world of the mighty West; let us accept them with a willing heart. Our women can do much, for men are widely severed in opinion; and the social element, woman's true and noble sphere, must be made available to bring about a better feeling. Let her so arrange that we shall see more of each other socially, not in grand _fetes_, tiresome dinners, idle pomposities, but in simple and hospitable greetings, in frequent, unrestrained, and easy commune. She must learn to take a conversational part in the great questions of the day, soothing asperities, and bringing hearts together as she alone can; for women possess _naturally_ the secret of society. Let us not ask in what rank men and women move, but rather what they are, and if noble, let us take them to our hearts. Let us struggle individually to the height of our aspirations, assured that if we so do, this glorious Union is destined to be perpetuated in ever-increasing glory. AMOR PATRIAE VINCIT. Red: White: Blue. Love: Peace: Heaven. God of justice, smile upon us! Justice yet will rule our land; Equal rights bless native, alien, High or low, from every strand; Pledged within our Constitution, They will bless a woe-worn world: God, 'tis Justice makes it holy-- _Freedom's Charter_ wide unfurled! _Chorus:_ Float, O Flag, reflecting Heaven! where God plants the clustering stars, In the blue depths of thy infinite--so vast that nothing jars! God of mercy, smile upon us! Mercy yet shall rule our land; Thought be free, all creeds untrammelled, Honor follow labor's hand; All be equal; men be brothers; They must work who fain would soar, Work in earnest for the _Human_,-- Pride and scorn be known no more. _Chorus:_ Float, O Flag of mystic colors; red with love; star-gemmed thy Blue; Peace blends in white thy Rainbow light, and waves her snow-wings through! God of love, O smile upon us! Love shall shine through all our laws; Love shall link each State in Union; Love which knows nor rest, nor pause. Love is central Heart of nations; Love will draw all wandering stars To our field of boundless azure, Held by God from all that mars! Chorus: Wildly pours our hearts' blood on thee--crimson current warm and true, Each dead hero links us closer--float on Flag, Red, White, and Blue!