Another phase of life in the cities, from that of the enthusiasm of the young men in marching to the war and the fervent appeals for enlistment, was that of the feelings of the women whose sons and husbands left their workshops to join the army. The grief was as bitter and the patriotism as sincere among the inmates of the crowded tenement houses and the narrow and barren homes of the families of the workingmen of New York as among their sisters in the farmhouses in the country, whose surroundings better lent themselves to the illumination of poetry, and it cost as much to put down the tin pail of the city laborer as for the farmer to Lay down the axe, fling by the spade, and even more in pinching poverty and lack of resource. But the griefs and sacrifices of these women of the city tenement and noisome alley have found no place in the genteel poetry of the war, and have only been expressed in the rude verse of the street ballad. Says one of them:-- It was in the month of April, As I walked out one day, I met a woman weeping As I walked down Broadway. She was weeping for her Johnny, Her dear and only son, Who joined the Northern army To fight in Washington. O Johnny! I gave you a schoolin', I gave you a trade likewise, And when you joined the Volunteers, You know't was my advice." The New York ballad writers were not entirely confined to the English language, the large foreign population furnishing recruits of all nations. There is not, so far as I have seen, any original German song devoted to the Union cause, but The Red, White, and Blue, and other patriotic songs, were published in German text; and of Germanized English songs, most if not all the product of variety theatre performers, there were a great many, including the extremely popular I'm going to fight mit Siegel. Ven I comes from de Deutsche Countree, I vorks somedimes at baking. Den I keeps a lager bier saloon, And den I goes shoemaking. But now I vas a sojer man To save the Yankee eagle, To Schlauch dem dam Southern folks, I'm going to fight mit Siegel. But this was no more representative of German sentiments than the "Whack-row-de-dow" Pats of the stage were of the Irish; and the German soldiers, when they sang in the vernacular, enlivened their foreign patriotism with the songs of the Fatherland. There was at least one French poet who appealed to his countrymen in their own language to rally to the cause of the Union. His production was as follows:-- VENGEONS LA PATRIE. Hymne Patriotique, Pah Gustave Dime, Ouvrier-Estam Peur: Air, "Gloire Aux Martyrs Victoriaux." Appel Aux Armes. Debout fils de l'Union Pour venges l'infamie Faite à la nation, Pour venger la Patrie, La Constitution! A bas Rébellion!