"A weapon that comes down as still As snowflakes fall upon the sod; But executes a freeman's will, As lightning does the will of God; And from its force nor doors nor locks Can shield you,--'t is the ballot-box."

A Word from a Petitioner.

"From every place below the skies The grateful song, the fervent prayer,-- The incense of the heart,--may rise To heaven, and find acceptance there."

Every Place a Temple.