n this thriving western city.
Then the reading of the record
Of the list resumes as follows:--
George Montgomery, John Sellers--
Third and fourth in rank as Sergeants,
V. B. Smith and A. R. Harris,
Were the Corporals, first and second;
Then Third Corporal, William Jennings,
Of whose name is future mention,
In the nation's civil struggle,
Fifteen years beyond this era.
And G. Smiley, fourth in order,
Went as Corporal among them.
Private William Jennings Landram,
Was promoted to First Sergeant,
And in coming years of trial
Climbed the scroll of fame still higher.
And James Hutchison was buried
'Neath the southern gulf's deep waters;
Homeward bound, his mortal body
Found a sailor's final resting.
B. F. Graham, first a private,
Soon arose to Quartermaster,
Was assailed and killed on duty,
By the Mexican marauders;
Fell, defending army stores,
In the wagon-train advancing
From the marshes of Comargo.
Branson Wearren met his death stroke,
On the field of Buena Vista;
Found a soldier's mausoleum,
In the smoke and blood of battle.
Some were carried off by illness,
Some returned to die still later;
Others lived to serve their country,
In a sadder, fiercer conflict;
Others still, resumed the quiet
Of their own domestic circle.
Eight and seventy names are written
On the muster roll of striplings.
For the remnant, see Appendix
Of the volunteering column,
Of the valiant sons and brothers,
Of the saved and of the fated,
Of the lost and of the rescued,
Who left home the sunny morning,
In the month of June, so eager
For the clash of steel and armor,
With the fighting Mexicana.
Fare ye well, ye gallant soldiers,
Who have fought our country's battles;
Whether soon or whether later,
Whether north or whether southern,
Whether east or west or foreign,
Ye have fought them well and bravely,
In the ever-changing cycle;
Bear, ye echoes, to our patriots,
Waft, ye breezes, our sad parting.

CANTO IX.
1847-1861.
PROGRESS.

Now we come to architecture,
In the annals of the city;
Now the spirit of improvement
Makes a giant-stride among us,
Opens wide her money-coffers,
In the growing, hillside city.
On the westward street, called Danville,
Rose an institute of learning,
Rose the Frankl