stand
Between _their_[10] loved homes and the war's desolation.
Blest with victory and peace, may the Heav'n rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, "In God is our trust."
And the Star-Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

For Mr. Jas. Maher, of Washington City, from F.S. Key. Washington, June 7,
1842.

[Footnote 1: "Perilous fight."--Griswold--Dana. Common version.]

[Footnote 2: "Now."--Dana.]

[Footnote 3: "O'er."--Several versions.]

[Footnote 4: "Band who."--Griswold--Dana.]

[Footnote 5: "Mid."--Griswold--Dana.]

[Footnote 6: "They'd."--Griswold.]

[Footnote 7: "Their."--Griswold--Dana. Common version.]

[Footnote 8: "Their."--Griswold--Dana. Common version.]

[Footnote 9: "Freeman."--Griswold.]

[Footnote 10: "Our."--Griswold--Dana. Common version.]

FROM THE COUNTRY PRESS.

Samples of the Journalistic Fodder Which Is Handed Out for Daily
Consumption Among the Children of Nature Who Inhabit Some of the
Quiet Places in the Tall Timbers.

'LIGE GOUDY'S CORN.

'Lige Goudy, a well-known and popular passenger engineer, who lives at
Seymour, is raising some corn this year. A few days ago a gentleman called
at Mr. Goudy's house to see him, and was informed that he had gone out to
look at his corn.

The gentleman went down to the field, which he found grown over with weeds
of a gigantic growth, with a sickly looking stalk of corn peeping forth
here and there. The gentleman looked across the field, but could not see
the proprietor thereof.

Finally the man climbed upon the fence and shouted:

"Oh, 'Lige!"

To his surprise, a reply came from among the weeds near by, in the
familiar voice of Mr. Goudy.

The gentleman took a second look, but could not quite locate 'Lige, and
after a moment's hesitation said:

"Shake a weed, so I can tell where you are!"--_Exchange._

WITH COMPLIMENTS TO FAY.

The _Bulletin_ is in receipt of a copy of the Fay _Observer_.
Notwithstanding the fact that it has the appearance of being printed on a
cider-mill with three-penny nails for type, it is a credit to the
town.--_Geary (Oklahoma) Bulletin._

HABITS OF THE CODFISH.

A correspondent of the _Evening Post_ says that the codfish frequents "the
table-lands of the sea." The codfish no doubt does this to secu