Have got into a fight,”—
The South for Me: (R. R.)
“The South for me! the sunny clime,
Where earth is clothed in beauty’s hue”—
The South in Arms: By Rev. J. B. Martin. (R. R.)
“Oh! see ye not the sight sublime,
Unequalled in all previous time”—
The South is Up: By P. E. C. (R. R.)
“The South is up in stern array—
Chasseurs and Zouaves and Gallic Guard”—