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HOME AGAIN.
"Where'er we roam, Our first, best country ever is at home." "What constitutes a state?
Men who their duties know; But know their rights, and knowing, dare maintain.
"And sovereign law, that states collected will O'er thrones and globes elate, Sits empress; crowning good, repressing ill.
"This hand to tyrants ever sworn a foe, For freedom only deals the deadly blow; Then sheathes in calm repose the vengeful blade, For gentle peace, in freedom's hallowed shade." The vicinity of a great battle-field is a dreadful place after the lapse of a day or two.

The bayou and the morass had provided sepulture for hundreds of slain Mexicans, but hundreds still lay upon the open prairie.

Over it, birds of prey hung in dark clouds, heavy-winged, sad, sombre, and silent.

Nothing disturbed them.