sburg, and they knew how much depended on
that battle.

When, after the first and second days' fighting, the news of the
Federal repulses reached them, their hearts sank. Eagerly yet
anxiously they waited for the morrow. No eye in that dreary building
was closed that night in sleep. The morning of the fourth day rose.
They waited in fear, and strange rumours reached them. Some one
brought word that their brethren were again defeated, and tears of
shame and sorrow ran down many a worn face.

Then an aged negro approached the prison. He brought wonderful news,
and through the bars he conveyed tidings of the Federal victory. For a
moment the good news was scarcely believed. Next loud sobs were heard,
mingled with murmured praises; then suddenly from hundreds of lips
there rose this glorious battle-song of the North, for they felt,
though many a battle was to follow, that the Union was saved:--

BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC.

"Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord,
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His Truth is marching on.

"I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I have read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.

"I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel,
'As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal;'
Let the Hero born of woman crush the serpent with His heel
Since God is marching on.

"In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
As He died to make man holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on."

CHAPTER XVI.

FOR FLAG AND COUNTRY.

Ulysses S. Grant--Recruits from all Classes--Senator Garfield appointed
Colonel Of a Regiment--Asking for Guidance.

The Union was saved, but the struggle was not over. During the earlier
years of the war the strong men of the North had been slowly coming to
the front. One of these was a stubborn, silent soldier named Grant,
who, after an early training as a military cadet, and some experience
in the Mexican war, had settled down to a clerkship in a leather shop
in Illinois.

When war broke out, Ulysses S. Grant recruited a