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THE UNION, AS IT SHALL BE.
On the rocks we read the story
Of the revolutions grand,
Which in ages past and hoary

Swept o'er mountain, sea, and land;
There we trace the mighty stages
Of the world's historic time;
And we mark the buried ages
By their monuments sublime;
And the lesson old earth teaches,

By her grand symbolic forms,
Is, that she all beauty reaches,

Through upheavals, fires, and storms.

History points with solemn finger

To her records dim and old,

And, as thoughtfully we linger,

Still the lesson there is told;

Through the struggles and the burnings,
Through the stern and frantic strife,
Through the nations' fierce upturnings,
Put they on a fresher life;
Then they pass to higher stages
Both of beauty and renown;
In the conflict of the ages

Greatness doth the nations crown.

Lo! we feel the wild upheaval
Of a nation's hidden fires;
Right is battling with the Evil,

And the smoke to heaven aspires;
War, tumultuous and red-lighted,
Sweepeth with sirocco blast,
And our green young land is blighted,
As the tempest whirleth past:
Not the death-throe of the nation
Is this wild and awful hour,
'Tis its painful transformation
To a nobler life of power.

As the fossils huge were buried
In the massy folds of rock,
So our Saurian crime is hurried

To its death-throe in the shock;
'Neath the Union's broad foundations
Shall the monster Slavery lie,
While the coming generations
Ponder o'er the mystery:
Through long periods of beauty,
From its dark transition time,
In its march of power and duty,
Shall the Union live sublime.

Nobler, freer, and more glorious,
Shall the future Union be;
O'er the despot's rod victorious,

All the lands its strength shall see;
North and South in one dominion,
One in freedom evermore.
O'er one land on loving pinion
Shall the lordly eagle soar;
Northern lake, and Southern harbor,
Cotton field, and prairie wide,
Seaside slope, and greenwood arbor,
All shall boast the Union's pride.

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And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night by night the monitory blast Wails in the keyhole, telling how it passed O'er empty fields, or upland solitudes,

Or grim wide wave; and now the power is felt Of melancholy, tenderer in its moods

Than any joy indulgent Summer dealt. Dear friends, together in the glimmering eve, Pensive and glad, with tones that recognize The soft, invisible dew on each one's eyes, It may be somewhat thus we shall have leave To walk with memory, when distant lies Poor earth, where we were wont to live and grieve.

WILLIAM ALLINGHAM.

From Fraser's Magazine. "SIPPURIM."

God alone, will seek a refuge in our forests. I would that they may be hospitably received, It would not perhaps be easy to find a that thy posterity may vouchsafe them prospot more calculated to excite a profound tection, for they will bring a blessing on the and melancholy interest than the old burial- fields of this country." She died, but the ground of the Jews at Prague. After thread-memory of her prophecy survived; and more ing the narrow streets and alleys of the than a century after her death, when HostiGhetto, the stranger finds himself suddenly wit was on the throne, she appeared to him standing at the entrance of a spacious but in a dream, and said, "The time has arrived gloomy yard, in which are heaped up the when my prophecy shall be fulfilled. A peoashes of the countless dead. The air of des-ple, few in numbers, and oppressed, which olation, the strange unknown characters on prays to one God alone, will appear before the decaying gravestones, the tangled under- the steps of thy throne imploring succor. growth of weeds, combine to create an im- Receive them hospitably, and graciously acpression most sad and solemn. As we stand cord them refuge and protection." lost in dreamy reverie, memory slips back to In the year 850, when a horde of Wends days long past and gone. Imagination peo- poured over Lithuania and Muscovy, chasing ples the space with dim phantoms of a van-away the original inhabitants and establishished race. Visions of gray-bearded Rab-ing themselves in their place, a Jewish combis, of Jewish youths and maidens, of Rachels munity was expelled with the rest. For ten weeping for their children, arise in swift suc-years these unfortunates wandered, houseless cession, and

"The air is full of farewells for the dying." For the dust of centuries lies here. The Jews, indeed, have now for many years been compelled to seek elsewhere a resting-place for their dead. It had become impossible any longer to find vacant room within the crowded, overflowing precincts of the old cemetery. But if we would recall the day when the fresh sod was turned, when the first occupant of this holy ground was carried forth to burial, we must look back for almost a thousand years.

and homeless, over the land, and at length arrived in Bohemia. Weary and worn out, they implored an audience of Hostiwit. Their request was granted, and they were ordered to send two of their old men as their representatives. The duke received them graciously, and asked, "Who are you? What do you desire?" The ambassadors fell on their knees and said, "Mighty duke! We come of a race few in numbers, and call ourselves after the founder of our tribe, Abraham, Hebrews. We are, with our women and children, but one hundred and fifty souls. We were living peacefully in Muscovy when The early history of the Bohemian Jews a potent enemy invaded us, conquered the is enveloped in profound obscurity. The land, and expelled its inhabitants. We have most learned antiquaries differ as to the ex-been wandering without rest over the wide act time when they first settled in the coun- world. The cold heath was our bed, the hard try, and all the ancient records have perished rock our pillow, the blue sky our covering. in the various conflagrations with which the We are a peaceful people, few in numbers, Jews' town has from time to time been vis- weak in strength. We follow the law of ited. Passing over an old tradition, which Moses. We believe in one God alone, who would refer the foundation of the colony to is omniscient, almighty, all-just, and alla still more remote antiquity, we find it stated merciful, whose glory filleth the whole earth. upon the authority of an old manuscript, for- We make our humble supplication before merly in the library at Oppenheim, that Ly- thee, O duke, that it may please thee to allow byssa, who built the city of Prague in the us to settle here, and to build ourselves year 750, and was herself accounted a proph- houses to dwell in. Your land is broad etess, called her son to her upon her death- enough, and your subjects seem faithful and bed, and thus addressed him, "I go home honest. Accord us thy mighty protection, to my forefathers, and before my departure O duke, and we will be faithful to thee, and would reveal the future to you. When thy posterity are ruling over my people, an alien, fugitive, oppressed race, which prays to one

will pray our God to grant glory and victory to thy people." When they had made an end, the duke perceived that this was the

people whose arrival had been foretold. He bade them tarry for two days, when he would give them an answer.

clung to this hope. Generation after generation might pass away, might drop unheeded into the grave, but the promises would surely After consultation with his nobles and ad- never fail; and trust in their fulfilment was visers, the duke determined to grant the pe-as oil and balm in the wounds of many a tition of the Jews, and assigned them a dis-poor broken-hearted Jew ;-a confidence that trict on the left bank of the Moldau. The as God had promised, he would surely perJews faithfully observed their promise; and form, gilded his last moments with a ray of the most ancient Bohemian chronicler, Cos- hope, as he breathed out his soul under the mos, relates that the Jews of Prague so pow-tortures of some ruthless Christian baron, or erfully assisted Hostiwit when at war with the flames of a Holy Inquisition. Take the the Germans, with money and forage, that following short history as an illustration of he succeeded in driving them out of Bohe- one of those sudden persecutions to which mia. the Jews were at any moment exposed, and of the heroic courage with which they were encountered. The massacre alluded to was perpetrated within the walls of the Old-new (Alt-neu) synagogue at Prague :

Thus it would seem that the Jews were established in Bohemia even in heathen times. Under Boriwoj, who was baptized in the year 900 (or, according to Palacky, in the year 871), their numbers had multiplied so exceedingly that the space originally allotted to them had become too small. They petitioned, therefore, for another quarter, and the duke conceded to them that district on the right bank of the Moldau which is occupied by the Jews' town even to this day. The building of the city was commenced in the year 907. Later on, a large adjoining field was added as a burial-ground.

Innumerable traditions, as we can well believe, have grown up and gathered round the sacred soil. Every stone in the graveyard

would furnish matter for some tale of thrilling horror. No history, indeed, is so tragical and romantic as was that of the Jews, whether considered collectively or individually, during many centuries. Tragical: for they were after all but strangers and sojourners in lands that they might never really call their own. They were despised, persecuted, exposed to every lawless caprice of princes or people. They were cut off from all equal intercourse with their fellow-men, confined within the narrow boundaries of a quarter set apart for them, as though they were so many noisome beasts. Romantic for in proportion to the total want of other interests, to their entire sequestration from all active share in the affairs of the State or community within which they dwelt, was the intensity of the affection, the passion with which they clung to their own brethren, their own law, to the hopes of a future triumphant restoration of their race. Sublime indeed was the confidence with which, through all the vicissitudes of fortune, they

"It happened in the days of Wenceslaus the Slothful, that a knight was inflamed with lust for a Jewish maiden. She repelled his shameful proposals with virtuous indignathe maiden's steadfast determination. The tion. The arts of seduction were foiled by knight therefore resolved to attain his purpose by violence. The day of the Feast of the Atonement seemed to him the best suited for the accomplishment of his plan. He knew that Judith-so the maiden was named would on that day be staying at home members of the family were detained by with her blind mother, while all the other prayer and pious exercises in the house of God. On the evening of that day Judith was softly praying by the bedside of her slumbering mother. The door of her chamber opened, and her detested persecutor entered with sparkling eyes. Unmoved by her prayers, braced in his powerful arms, when a lucky or tears, he already held Judith fast emchance brought her brother home to inquire after the health of his mother and sister. The terrible unutterable wrath that took possession of him gave the man, naturally powerful, the strength of a giant. He wrenched the sword out of the villain's hand, who had only the women to thank that he did forfeit of his life. With kicks and grim mocknot pay for the attempted infamy with the ery the outraged brother drove the dissolute fellow from the house. The knight, exposed to the scorn of the people, who had assembled in considerable numbers, swore bloody, deadly revenge against the Jews. He kept his word.

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nobility on account of his worthless behavior, "Long ago expelled from the ranks of the the knight had cultivated a connection with some discontented idle burghers of the city,

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