Kinahan Cornwallis was born in London, England, December 24, 1839. Entered British Colonial Civil Service; two years at Melbourne, Australia. Located in New York in 1860, one of the editors and correspondent of the _Herald_. Accompanied the Prince of Wales on his American tour. Admitted to the New York bar in 1863; financial editor and general editorial writer of _New York Herald_, 1860-69. Editor and proprietor of _The Knickerbocker Magazine_, afterward of _The Albion_. Since 1886 editor and proprietor _Wall Street Daily Investigator_, now _Wall Street Daily Investor_. Author of _Howard Plunkett_ (a novel); an Australian poem, 1857. The _New Eldorado, or British Columbia_ (Travels); _Two Journeys to Japan_; _A Panorama of the New World_; _Wreck and Ruin, or Modern Society_ (novel); _My Life and Adventures_ (story), 1859, also of many other histories and novels. Among his poet productions are _The Song of America and Columbus_, 1892; _The Conquest of Mexico and Peru_, 1893; _The War for the Union, or the Duel Between North and South_, 1899. HOMAGE DUE TO LINCOLN Well may we all to Lincoln homage pay, For patriotic duty points the way, And tells the story of the debt we owe-- A debt of gratitude that all should know; And ne'er will perish that historic tale. To him, the Union's great defender, hail! Through battling years he steered the ship of state, And ever proved a captain just and great. Through storm and tempest, and unnumbered woes, While oft assailed in fury by his foes, He held his course, and triumphed over all, Responding ever to his country's call; And more divine than human seemed the deed When he the slave from hellish bondage freed, And from the South its human chattels tore. 'Twas his to Man his manhood to restore. That righteous action sealed rebellion's doom, And paved secession's pathway to the tomb. But, lo! when Peace with Union glory, came, And all the country rang with his acclaim-- A reunited country, great and strong-- A foul assassin marked him for his prey; A bullet sped, and Lincoln dying lay. Alas! Alas! that he should thus have died-- His country's leader, and his country's pride! No deed more infamous than this-- No fate more cruel and unjust than his-- Can in the annals of the world be found. The Nation shuddered in its grief profound, And mourning emblems draped the country o'er Alas! Alas! its leader was no more! But still he lives in his immortal fame, And evermore will Glory gild his name, And keep his memory in eternal view,