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1868.] Of soldiers and statesmen and sages,
 * And of poets—the salt of the earth—

Who preserved all the good of the ages,
 * And added their genius and worth.

Then rest in our bosom, unfearing,
 * And thou'lt dream of the time that must come,

When thy steed shall again be careering,
 * The trumpet be answering the drum;

When Italy, strong, self-reliant,
 * In the face of the meddlesome Gaul

Shall but laugh with her bayonets deﬁant,
 * And wait for whatever may fall.

As God watches all things from heaven,
 * So as surely this issue shall be;

For the mass is alive with His leaven;
 * He means His whole world to be free!

T is now nearly a century and a quarter since the curiosity of Kalm, the Swedish naturalist, was thoroughly aroused by observing on the summit of a hill, a little north of the Swedes' Church, near the Delaware river, an ancient wooden building, which, he was told, had been religiously preserved as a memorial of the state of the place before Philadelphia existed.

It had been the residence of one of the three Swedish brothers called Sven's Sœner—sons of Sven—of whom Penn had purchased the site upon which he erected his town. Its antiquity gave it a kind of superiority over all the sur-