GATHERING SONG.

Air—“Bonnie Blue Flag.”

By Annie C. Ketchum.

Come, brothers! rally for the right!
The bravest of the brave
Sends forth her ringing battle-cry
Beside the Atlantic wave!
She leads the way in honor’s path!
Come, brothers, near and far,
Come rally ’round the Bonnie Blue Flag
That bears a single star!
We’ve borne the Yankee trickery,
The Yankee gibe and sneer,
Till Yankee insolence and pride
Know neither shame nor fear;
But ready now, with shot and steel,
Their brazen front to mar,
We hoist aloft the Bonnie Blue Flag
That bears a single star!
Now Georgia marches to the front,
And close beside her come
Her sisters by the Mexique Sea,
With pealing trump and drum!
Till, answering back from hill and glen,
The rallying cry afar,
A Nation hoists the Bonnie Blue Flag
That bears a single star!

By every stone in Charleston Bay,
By each beleaguered town,
We swear to rest not, night nor day,
But hunt the tyrants down!
Till, bathed in valor’s holy blood,
The gazing world afar,
Shall greet with shouts the Bonnie Blue Flag,
That bears the cross and star!

A SOUTHERN SONG.

By Miss Maria Grason.

While crimson drops our hearthstones stain,
And Northern despots forge our chain,
O God! shall freemen strike in vain?
Shall tyrants desecrate the sod
Our fathers hallowed with their blood,
Or cowards tread where heroes trod?
The lowering tempest darkens round;
And at the bugle’s silvery sound
The fiery war-horse spurns the ground.
The thunder of his iron tread
Sweeps o’er the dying and the dead;
The trembling earth is blushing red.
’Mid wreathing smoke, and flashing steel,
And blazing cannons’ deafening peal
Our brave battalions charge and wheel.

The maiden sees her lover there!
Far in the battle’s lurid glare
He stands, his only shield her prayer.
Oh, may that warrior in his pride
Return with honor to her side,
Or die as old Dentatus died!
Queen Anne Co., Md.

A CONFEDERATE OFFICER TO HIS LADY LOVE.