That glimmers on Sugar Loaf’s height,”—
Our Dixie: By a Lady of Augusta, Georgia, 1865. (Im.)
“I heard long since a simple strain,
It brought no thrill of joy or pain,”—
Our Failure: By the Author of “Southrons,” [Mrs. C. A. Warfield]. Beechmore, Kentucky, June 1, 1866. (E. V. M.)
“Yes, we have failed! That iron word
Drove never home its bolt of fate,”—
Our Fallen Brave: By Cornelia J. M. Jordan. January 22, 1862. (Corinth.)
“They fell! in Freedom’s cause they fell,
The noble patriot band,”—