“They tell us that glad Peace once more has smiled,
Upon this land from out the summer sky;”—
There is Nothing Going Wrong: Dedicated to Old Abe. By A. M. W. New Orleans, March 4, 1861. (R. R.)
“There’s a general alarm.
The South’s begun to arm”—
There’s Life in the Old Land Yet: By J. B. Baltimore, March 25, 1862. (R. B. B., 77½.)
“There’s life in the land that gave Carroll his birth,
Its presence is felt throughout the wise earth”—
There’s Life in the Old Land Yet: By Frank Key Howard. (S. S.)
“Through the soil of old Maryland echoes the tread