Behold the chief who now commands, 
Once more to serve his country stands — 
The rock on which the storm will beat 
The rock od which the Btorm will heat; 
But arm’d in virtue, firm and true, 
His hopes are fix'd on heaven and yon. 
When hope was sinking in dismay, 
And glooms obscured Columbia's day. 
His steaxly mind, from changes free. 
Resolv’d on death or victory. 
Firm — united — let us be. 
Rallying round our liberty; 
As a band of brothers join’d, 
Peace and safety we shall find. 
trouble. Sly mother, my little brother, and myself, 
sank into the lowest depth of poverty. Sly mother 
has, until now, managed to snpport herself and my 
little brother by her labor, and I have earned what I 
could by shoveling snow and other work that I could 
find to do. But night before last, mother was taken 
very sick, and she has since become worse, so that”— 
here the tears flowed faster than ever,— “that I do 
fear she wilt die, I do fear she will die. I cannot 
think of any way in the world to help her. T have 
not had the courage to go to any of my mother's old 
acquaintances, and tell them that she had come to 
need charity. I thought you looked like a 6tranger, 
sir, and something in your face overcame my shame 
and gave me courage to speak to yon. Oh sir, do 
pity my poor mother." The tears, and the simple 
moving language of the poor boy, touched a chord 
in the breast of the stranger that was accustomed to 
frequent vibrations. “ Where does your mother live, 
my hoy?” said he in a husky voice, “is it far from 
here?” 
“She lives in the last house on thi3 street, sir,” 
replied Henry. “You can see it from here, in the 
third block, and on the left hand side.” 
“ Have you sent for a physician?” 
“No, sir,” said the hoy, sorrowfully shaking his 
head. “I have no money to pay for a physician, or 
for medicine,” 
“ Here,” said the stranger, drawing some pieces of 
silver from liis pocket, “ here are three dollars, take 
them and rnn immediately for a physician.” 
Henry’s eyes flashed with gratitude — he received 
the money with a stammering and almost inaudible 
voice, hut with a look of the warmest gratitude he 
vanished. The benevolent stranger instantly sought 
the dwelling of the sick widow. He entered a little 
room in which he could see nothing but a few imple¬ 
ments of female labor—a miserable table, and an 
old bureau, and a little bed in which the invalid lay. 
She appeared weak arid almost exhausted, and on the 
Vied at her feet sat a little boy crying as if his heart 
would break. 
Deeply moved at the sight, the stranger drew near 
the bedside of the invalid, and feigning to he a phy 
sician, inquired into the nature of her disease. The 
symptoms were explained in a few words, when the 
widow, with a deep sigh, added, “Oh, my sickness 
has a deeper cause, and one which is beyond the art 
of the physician to cure. I am a mother—a wretched 
mother. 1 see my children sinking dally deeper and 
deeper in want, which I have no means of delivering. 
My sickness is of the heart, and death alone can end 
my sorrows; hot even death is dreadful to me, for it 
wakens the thought of the misery into which my 
children would be plunged, it—.” Hero emotion 
checked her utterance, and the tears (lowed unre¬ 
strained down her cheeks. But the pretending phy¬ 
sician spoke consolingly to her and manifested so 
warm a sympathy for her condition, that the heart of 
the poor woman throbbed with a pleasure that was 
unwonted. 
“ Do not despair,” said the stranger, “ of recover¬ 
ing, and of preserving a life so precious to your 
children. Can 1 write a prescription here?” 
The poor widow took a little prayer hook from the 
hands of the child who sat on the bed with her, and 
tearing out a blank leaf, “I have no other,” said she, 
“hut perhaps this wilt do.” 
The BtmnK *- 1 t.»oK u panel? from his pocket and 
IvIflP 
“This prescription,” said he, “you will find of 
service to you. If it is necessary, I will write yon a 
second. 1 have great hopes of your recovery.” 
He laid the paper on the table and departed. 
Scarcely was he gone when the eldest son returned. 
“ Cheer up, dear mother,” said he, going to her 
bedside and affectionately kissing her. “See what a 
kind, benevolent stranger lias given ns. It will make 
us rich for several days. It has enabled us to have a 
physician, and’lie will he here in a moment. Com¬ 
pose yourself, dear mother, and take courage.” 
“Come nearer, my son,” auswered the mother, 
looking with pride and affection on her child. 
“ Come nearer, that I may bless you. God never 
forsakes the innocent and the good. O, may He 
watch over you in all your paths! A physician has 
just been here. He was a stranger, but h£ spoke to 
me with a compassion and kindness that were a halm 
to my heart When he went away he left a prescrip- 
THE UNEXPECTED FRIEND 
OR, WASHINGTON AMONG T1IE POOR. 
Wjtkn, in the course of human events, it becomes 
necessary for one people to dissolve the political 
hands which have connected them with another, and 
to assume, among the powers of the earth, the sepa¬ 
rate and equal station to which the laws of nature 
and of nature’s God entitle, them, a decent respect to 
the opinions of mankind requires that they should de¬ 
clare the causes which impel them to the separation. 
We bold these truths to he self-evident that all 
men are created equal: that they are endowed by 
their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that 
among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of hap¬ 
piness. That, to secure these rights, governments 
are instituted among men, deriving their just powers 
from the consent of the governed; that, whenever 
any form of government becomes destructive of these 
ends, it is the right of the people to alter or abolish 
it, and to institute a new government, laying ils 
foundations on such principles, and organizing its 
powers in such form, as to them shall seem most 
likely to effect their safety and happiness. Prudence, 
indeed, will dictate that governments long established 
should n%t he changed fur light and transient causes; 
and, accordingly, all experience hath shown that 
mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are 
sufferable, than to riglft themselves by abolishing the 
But when ft 
“ It must he, my child,” said the poor widow, 
wiping away the tears which trickled down her 
wasted checks. There is no other resource. I am 
too sick to work, and you cannot, surely, see me and 
your little brother starve. Try and beg a few*shil¬ 
lings, and perhaps by the time that is gtaie I may he 
better. Go Henry, my dear, I grieve to send you on 
such an errand.” 
The hoy, a noble looking little fellow of about ten 
years, started up, and throwing his arms around his 
mother’s neck, left the house without a word. He 
did not hear the groan of anguish that was uttered 
by that patient mother, as the door closed behind 
him; and it was well he did not, for his little heart 
was ready to hurst without it It was in a busy 
street of Philadelphia, and ub he walked to and fro 
on the sidewalk, he looked first to one person and 
then to another, as they passed him, hut no one 
seemed to look kindly on him, and the longer he 
waited, the faster his courage dwindled away, and 
the more difficult it became to master courage to 
beg. The tears were running fast down his cheeks, 
hut nobody noticed them, or if they did, nobody 
seemed to care; for although clean,. Henry looked 
poor and miserable, und it is common for the poor 
and miserable to cry. 
Everybody seemed in a hurry, and the poor boy was 
quite in despair, when at last he espied a gentleman 
who seemed to he very leisurely taking a morning 
walk. He was dressed in black, wore a three cor¬ 
nered hat, and had a face that was as mild as an 
angel. Somehow, when Henry looked at him he felt 
all fear vanish at once. The tears had been flowing 
so long tkatbis eyes were quite red and swollen, and 
his voice trembled, hut that was with weakness, for 
ho had not eaten for twenty-four hours. As Henry, 
with a lew, faltering voice, begged for a little char¬ 
ity, the gentleman stopped, and his kind heart melted 
with compassion as he looked into the fair counte¬ 
nance of the poor boy, and saw the deep blush which 
spread over his lace, and listened to the modest, 
humble tone which accompanied Mb petition. 
“ You do not look like a boy that has been accus¬ 
tomed to beg for bread,” said he, kindly, laying his 
baud on the hhy’s shoulder, “what has driven yon 
forms to which they are accustomed 
long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing inva¬ 
riably the same object, evinces a design to reduce 
them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is 
their duty, to throw off such a government, and to 
provide new guards for their future security. Such 
has been the patient sufferance of these colonies, and 
such is noAv the necessity which constrains them to 
alter their former systems of government. The 
history of the present King of Great Britain, is a 
history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all 
having in direct object the establishment of an abso¬ 
lute tyranny over these States. To prove this, let 
facts he submitted to a candid world. 
He has refused his assent to laws the most whole¬ 
some and necessary for the public good. 
He has forbidden his governors to pass laws of 
immediate and pressing importance, unless suspend¬ 
ed in their operations till his assent should he ob¬ 
tained: and, when so suspended, he has utterly neg¬ 
lected to attend to them, 
Helias refused to pass other laws for the accommo¬ 
dation of large districts of people, unless those peo¬ 
ple would relinquish the right of representation in 
the Legislature —a right inestimable to them, and 
formidable to tyrants only. 
He has called together legislative bodies at places 
unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the reposi¬ 
tory of their public records, for the sole purpose of 
fatiguing them into compliance with his measures. 
He has dissolved representative houses repeatedly, 
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Immortal patriots! rise once more; 
Sound, Sound, the trump of fame! 
Defend your rights, defend yonr shore; 
Let Washlnotos’S great name 
Bet no rude foe, with impious hand, 
Ring through the world with loud applause, 
Let no rude foe, with impious hand, 
Ring through the world with loud applause, 
Invade the shrine where sacred lies 
Let every clime to freedom dear. 
Of toil and blood the well earn’d prize. 
Listen with a joyful ear; 
While offering peace sincere and just, 
With equal skill and God-iike power, 
In heaven we place a muniy trust, 
He govern’d in the fearful hour 
That truth and justice will prevail, 
Of horrid war; or guides with ease 
And every scheme of bondage fail. 
The happier times of honest peace. 
Firm — united — let ns be, 
Firm —united — let os be, 
Rallying round our liberty; 
Rallying round our liberty; 
As a band of brothers join’d, 
As a band of brothers join’d, 
Peace and safety we shall find. 
Peace and safety we shall find. 
