Part 12

The old flag unfurled with a billowy thrill For an instant, then wistfully sighed and was still.

Old Glory: the story we're wanting to hear Is what the plain facts of your christening were-- For your name--just to hear it, Repeat it, and cheer it, 's tang to the spirit As salt as a tear;-- And seeing you fly, and the boys marching by, There's a shout in the throat and a blur in the eye And an aching to live for you always--or die, If dying, we still keep you waving on high. And so, by our love For you, floating above, And the scars of all wars and the sorrows thereof, Who gave you the name of Old Glory, and why Are we thrilled at the name of Old Glory?

Then the old banner leaped, like a sail in the blast, And fluttered an audible answer at last.

And it spake, with a shake of the voice, and it said: By the driven snow-white and the living blood-red Of my bars, and their heaven of stars overhead-- By the symbol conjoined of them all, skyward cast, As I float from the steeple, or flap at the mast, Or droop o'er the sod where the long grasses nod-- My name is as old as the glory of God. ... So I came by the name of Old Glory.

_James Whitcomb Riley_

WE'LL KEEP OLD GLORY FLYING

_Song_

We'll keep Old Glory flying fair, No matter where we are; We'll let the breeze caress each stripe And proudly kiss each star. 'Twill never know the despot's heel, This Banner of the Free. We'll keep Old Glory flying high, For Home and Liberty!

No matter where we go, or when, No matter where we go, Our starry flag in grandeur proud, To us the way will show. On foreign shores, afar from home, We'll carry it on high, And let the foeman know its might-- To honor it or die.

_Carleton S. Montanye_

OUR COUNTRY'S FLAG

_Song_

Beneath our country's flag today, We stand a children's band, And to it now in loyalty We pledge each heart and hand. We love its colors as they wave Beneath these summer skies, The flag our fathers fought to save Is sacred in our eyes.

Our country's flag, the dear old flag, To it, ev'ry heart beats true! We will follow far each gleaming star, Our own red, white and blue.

'Neath each clust'ring fold, as in days of old, It will gather those oppressed, And secure from harm and from all alarm, It will bid them safely rest. To its slightest call, we will rally all; Ev'ry pledge it makes to keep; And it leads us forth over lands afar, O'er the ocean's blue so deep.

_Florence L. Dresser_

OLD FLAG

What shall I say to you, Old Flag? You are so grand in every fold, So linked with mighty deeds of old, So steeped in blood where heroes fell, So torn and pierced by shot and shell, So calm, so still, so firm, so true, My throat swells at the sight of you, Old Flag.

What of the men who lifted you, Old Flag, Upon the top of Bunker Hill? 'Mid shock and roar and crash and scream, Who crossed the Delaware's frozen stream, Who starved, who fought, who bled, who died, That you might float in glorious pride, Old Flag?

What of the women brave and true, Old Flag, Who, while the cannon thundered wild, Sent forth a husband, lover, child, Who labored in the field by day, Who, all the night long, knelt to pray, And thought that God great mercy gave, If only freely you might wave, Old Flag?

What is your mission now, Old Flag? What but to set all people free, To rid the world of misery, To guard the right, avenge the wrong, And gather in one joyful throng Beneath your folds in close embrace All burdened ones of every race, Old Flag.

Right nobly do you lead the way, Old Flag. Your stars shine out for liberty, Your white stripes stand for purity, Your crimson claims that courage high For Honor's sake to fight and die. Lead on against the alien shore! We'll follow you e'en to Death's door, Old Flag!

_Hubbard Parker_

THE UNFURLING OF THE FLAG

_Song_

There's a streak across the skyline That is gleaming in the sun, Watchers from the lighthouse towers Signalled it to foreign Powers Just as daylight had begun, Message thrilling, Hopes fulfilling To those fighting o'er the seas. "It's the flag we've named Old Glory That's unfurling to the breeze."

Can you see the flashing emblem Of our Country's high ideal? Keep your lifted eyes upon it And draw joy and courage from it, For it stands for what is real, Freedom's calling To the falling From oppression's hard decrees. It's the flag we've named Old Glory You see floating in the breeze.

Glorious flag we raise so proudly, Stars and stripes, red, white and blue, You have been the inspiration Of an ever growing nation Such as this world never knew. Peace and Justice, Freedom, Progress, Are the blessings we can seize When the flag we call Old Glory Is unfurling to the breeze.

When the cry of battling nations Reaches us across the space Of the wild tumultuous ocean, Hearts are stirred with deep emotion For the saving of the race! Peace foregoing, Aid bestowing, First we drop on bended knees, Then with shouts our grand Old Glory We set flaunting to the breeze!

_Clara Endicott Sears_

YOUR FLAG AND MY FLAG

Your flag and my flag, And how it flies today In your land and my land And half a world away! Rose-red and blood-red The stripes forever gleam; Snow-white and soul-white-- The good forefathers' dream; Sky-blue and true blue, with stars to gleam aright-- The gloried guidon of the day; a shelter through the night.

Your flag and my flag! And, oh, how much it holds-- Your land and my land-- Secure within its folds! Your heart and my heart Beat quicker at the sight; Sun-kissed and wind-tossed-- Red and blue and white. The one flag--the great flag--the flag for me and you-- Glorified all else beside--the red and white and blue!

Your flag and my flag! To every star and stripe The drums beat as hearts beat And fifers shrilly pipe! Your flag and my flag-- A blessing in the sky; Your hope and my hope-- It never hid a lie! Home land and far land and half the world around, Old Glory hears our glad salute and ripples to the sound!

_Wilbur D. Nesbit_

OUR FLAG

There are many flags in many lands, There are flags of every hue, But there is no flag in any land Like our own Red, White, and Blue.

Then "Hurrah for the flag!" our country's flag, Its stripes and white stars, too; There is no flag in any land Like our own Red, White, and Blue.

_Mary Howlister_

This flag, which we honor and under which we serve, is the emblem of our unity, our power, our thought and purpose as a nation. It has no other character than that which we give it from generation to generation. The choices are ours. It floats in majestic silence above the hosts that execute those choices, whether in peace or in war. And yet, though silent, it speaks to us--speaks to us of the past, of the men and women who went before us, and of the records they wrote upon it.

We celebrate the day of its birth; and from its birth until now it has witnessed a great history, has floated on high the symbol of great events, of a great plan of life worked out by a great people. We are about to carry it into battle, to lift it where it will draw the fire of our enemies. We are about to bid thousands, hundreds of thousands, it may be millions, of our men--the young, the strong, the capable men of the nation--to go forth and die beneath it on fields of blood far away....

Woe be to the man, or group of men, that seeks to stand in our way in this day of high resolution, when every principle we hold dearest is to be vindicated and made secure for the salvation of the nations. We are ready to plead at the bar of history, and our flag shall wear a new luster. Once more we shall make good with our lives and fortunes the great faith to which we were born, and a new glory shall shine in the face of our people.

_Woodrow Wilson_

From Flag Day Address, June 14, 1917

STORY OF THE "STAR SPANGLED BANNER"

In the War of 1812, when an attack was being made upon Fort McHenry, Mr. Key and his friend were on board an American vessel just in sight of the enemy's fleet and the flag of Fort McHenry. They remained on board all through the night, holding their breath at every shell that went careering over among their countrymen in the fort, and every moment expecting an explosion.

Suddenly the firing ceased, and as they had no connection with the enemy's ships they could not find out whether the fort had been abandoned, or the siege given up. For the remainder of the night they paced to and fro upon the deck in terrible anxiety, longing for the return of the day, and looking every few moments at their watches to see how long they must wait for it.

Light came at last, and they could see that our flag was still there. At length they were told that the attack had failed and that the British were re-embarking.

The words of the "Star Spangled Banner" were written by Mr. Key, as he walked the deck in the darkness and suspense.

In less than an hour after it went into the printer's hands it was all over town, was hailed with joy, and at once took its place among our national pieces.

Ferdinand Durag, an actor, saw it, and catching up a volume of flute music, he whistled tune after tune; at length, he chanced upon one called "Anacreon in Heaven," and as note after note fell from his lips, he cried, "Boys, I've hit it!" Then, taking up the words, there rang out for the first time the "Song of the Star Spangled Banner." How the men shouted and clapped!

The actor sang it in public. It was caught up in camps, sung around bivouac fires, and whistled in the streets. When peace was declared and the people scattered to their homes, it was sung around thousands of firesides.

THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER

Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming, Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream; 'Tis the star-spangled banner; oh, long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Oh, thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their 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.

_Francis Scott Key_

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A man came from Europe to this country, and went to Cuba in 1867. He was arrested as a spy, court-martialed and condemned to be shot. He sent for the American and English consuls, and proved to them that he was not a spy. They went to one of the Spanish officers and said, "This man you have condemned to be shot is an innocent man." The Spanish officer said, "The man has been legally tried by our laws and condemned, and the law must take its course and the man must die." The next morning the man was led out; the grave was already dug for him, the black cap was put on him, the soldiers were there ready to receive the order "Fire," and in a few moments the man would be shot and put in that grave. Then the American consul took the American flag and wrapped it around the prisoner, and the English consul took the English flag and wrapped it around him, and they said to those soldiers, "Fire on those flags if you dare!" Not a man dared. Why? _There were two great governments behind those flags._

Let us love our flag, because behind it is "the greatest of the best and the best of the great of all governments."

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I have told the story of the making of an American. There remains to tell how I found out that he was made and finished at last. It was when I went back to see my mother once more and, wandering about the country of my childhood's memories, had come to the city of Elsinore There I fell ill of a fever and lay many weeks in the house of a friend upon the shore of the beautiful Oeresund. One day when the fever had left me they rolled my bed into a room overlooking the sea. The sunlight danced upon the waves, and the distant mountains of Sweden were blue against the horizon. Ships passed under full sail up and down the great waterway of the nations. But the sunshine and the peaceful day bore no message to me. I lay moodily picking at the coverlet, sick and discouraged and sore--I hardly knew why myself. Until all at once there sailed past, close in shore, a ship flying at the top the flag of freedom, blown out on the breeze till every star in it shone bright and clear. That moment I knew. Gone were illness, discouragement and gloom! Forgotten weakness and suffering, the cautions of doctor and nurse. I sat up in bed and shouted, laughed and cried by turns, waving my handkerchief to the flag out there. They thought I had lost my head, but I told them no, thank God! I had found it, and my heart, too, at last. I knew then it was my flag; that my children's home was mine, indeed; that I also had become an American in truth. And I thanked God, and, like unto the man sick of the palsy, arose from my bed and went home, healed.

_Jacob A. Riis_

From "The Making of an American"

THE FLAG GOES BY

Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, A flash of color beneath the sky: Hats off! The flag is passing by!

Blue and crimson and white it shines, Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines. Hats off! The colors before us fly; But more than the flag is passing by.

Sea-fights and land-fights, grim and great, Fought to make and to save the State: Weary marches and sinking ships; Cheers of victory on dying lips;

Days of plenty and years of peace; March of a strong land's swift increase; Equal justice, right and law, Stately honor and reverend awe;

Sign of a nation, great and strong To ward her people from foreign wrong; Pride and glory and honor--all Live in the colors to stand or fall.

Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums; And loyal hearts are beating high: Hats off! The flag is passing by!

_Henry Holcomb Bennett_

RULES FOR FLAG ETIQUETTE

In no case should the flag be permitted to touch the ground, nor should it be marred by advertisements, nor desecrated on the stage.

For indoor decorations the flag should only be used as a drapery; it should not be used to cover a bench or table, or where anything can be placed upon the flag.

No words, figures, pictures or marks of any kind should be placed upon the flag.

When our national flag and state or other flags fly together, or are used in decoration, our national flag should be on the right.

Whenever possible the flag should always be allowed to fly in the breeze from a staff or mast, but if it should be necessary to fasten it to the side of a building or platform, it should hang with the blue field at the upper left hand corner. If hung where it can be seen from both sides, the blue field should be toward the east or north.

The correct salute to the flag as required by the regulations of the United States army is:

Standing at attention, raise the right hand to the forehead over the right eye, palm downward, fingers extended and close together, arm at an angle of forty-five degrees. Move hand outward about a foot, with a quick motion, then drop it to the side.

The oath of allegiance to the flag, adopted by the N. S. D. A. R., and by our military schools, the Boy Scouts and other organizations, and which should be taught in all our public schools is:

"I pledge allegiance to my flag, and to the Republic for which it stands: one Nation indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."

When the colors are passing on parade or in review, the spectator should, if a man or boy, stand at attention and uncover.

When the "Star Spangled Banner" is played, all present should rise and stand at attention until the ending.

When the flag is displayed at half mast, for mourning, it is lowered to that position from the top of the staff. It is afterward hoisted to the top before it is finally lowered.

When the flag is flown at half staff as a sign of mourning it should be hoisted to full staff at the conclusion of the funeral.

When used on a bier or casket at a funeral, the stars should be placed at the head.

Our most important holidays (when the flag should be displayed at full staff) are: Lincoln's Birthday, February 12; Washington's Birthday, February 22; Arbor Day; Memorial Day, May 30; Flag Day, June 14; Independence Day, July 4; Columbus Day, October 12; Thanksgiving Day, and State Day.

The flag should not be hoisted before sunrise or allowed to remain up after sunset.

At "retreat," sunset, civilian spectators should stand at "attention" and the men should remove their hats during the playing of the "Star Spangled Banner." Military spectators are required by regulation to stand at "attention" and give the military salute.

When the national colors are passing on parade, or in review, spectators should, if walking, halt, and if sitting, rise and stand at attention, the men removing their hats.

BIBLIOGRAPHY

See Bibliography at end of monograph.

BIBLIOGRAPHY

BIBLIOGRAPHY

KATHARINE B. ROGERS, REFERENCE LIBRARIAN, STATE LIBRARY

HOLIDAYS AND FESTIVALS IN GENERAL

=Armstrong, W. C.= Patriotic poems of New Jersey. New Jersey Society Sons of the American Revolution

=Bacon, Corinne=, _comp._ One thousand good books for children. Wilson[J]

[J] This bibliography contains references to books and parts of books for the different holidays.

=Bates, E. W. & Orr, W.= Pageants and pageantry. Ginn

=Bemis, K. I., Holtz, M. S. & Smith, H. L.= Patriotic reader. Houghton

=Broadhurst, Jean & Rhodes, Clara L.= Verse for patriots. Lippincott

=Chambers, R.= Book of days. Lippincott

=Chubb, Percival.= Festivals and plays. Harper

=Craig, Mrs. A. A.= The dramatic festival. Putnam

=Davis, H. C.= _ed._ Three minute declamations for college men. Hinds

=Davis, H. C.= _ed._ Three minute readings for college girls. Hinds

=Deems, E. M.= Holy-days and holidays. Funk

=Dynes, S. A.= Socializing the child. Silver Burdette (Chapters VII and VIII for teachers' reading)

=Horsford, I. M.= Stories of our holidays. Silver Burdette

=Mackay, C. D.= How to produce children's plays. Holt

=Mackay, C. D.= Patriotic plays and pageants. Holt

=Mackay, C. D.= Plays of the pioneers. Harper

=McSpadden, J. W.= Book of holidays. Crowell

=Needham, M. M.= Folk festivals. Huebsch

=Olcott, F. J.= _ed._ Good stories for great holidays. Moffat

=One= hundred and one famous poems. Cable

=Patten, H. P.= The year's festivals. Estes

=Paulsson, Emilie.= Holidays songs and everyday songs and games. Milton Bradley Co.

=Rice, S. S.= Holiday selections. Penn

=Schauffler, R. H.= _ed._ Our American holiday series. Moffat Separate volumes on Arbor Day, Flag Day, Lincoln's Birthday, Memorial Day, Thanksgiving, Washington's Birthday

=Stevenson, B. E.= Days and deeds. Baker & Taylor

=Stevenson, B. E.= Home book of verse. Holt

=Thorp, J. & Kimball, R.= Patriotic pageants of today. Holt

=Watkins, D. E. & Williams, R. E.= The forum of democracy. Allyn

OPENING EXERCISES

=McNaught, M. S.= Training in courtesy. (U. S. Bureau of Education bulletin no. 59, 1917)

COLUMBUS DAY

=Brooks, E. S.= The true story of Christopher Columbus. Lothrop

=Colombo, Fernando.= The discovery of America; from the Life of Columbus by his son. (Old South Leaflets, vol. 2, no. 29)

=Fiske, John.= The discovery of America. 2 vols. Houghton

=Irving, Washington.= Columbus; his life and voyages. (Heroes of the Nation Series)

=Mackie, C. P.= With the Admiral of the ocean sea; a narrative of the first voyage to the western world, drawn mainly from the diary of Columbus. McClurg

=Moores, C. W.= Life of Christopher Columbus for boys and girls. Houghton

=Seelye, Mrs. E. E.= The story of Columbus. Appleton

=Trenton State Normal School--Junior Class.= Columbus Day; a dramatic festival. (Manuscript at Trenton State Normal School Library)

=Winsor, Justin.= Christopher Columbus, and how he received and imparted the spirit of discovery. Houghton

THANKSGIVING DAY

=Kellogg, A. M.= How to celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas. Penn

=Schauffler, R. H.= _ed._ Thanksgiving. Moffat

=Schell, S.= Thanksgiving celebrations. Werner.

=Sindelar, J. C.= Thanksgiving entertainments. Flanagan.

=Trenton State Normal School.= Thanksgiving Day. Crowell Publishing Co. (Woman's Home Companion)

LINCOLN'S BIRTHDAY

=Andrews, Mary R. S.= The perfect tribute. Scribner

=Arnold, I. N.= Life of Abraham Lincoln. McClurg

=Baldwin, James.= Four great Americans, Washington, Franklin, Webster, Lincoln. American Book Co.

=Brooks, E. S.= The true story of Abraham Lincoln. Lothrop

=Brooks, Noah.= Abraham Lincoln, and the downfall of American slavery. Putnam

=Coffin, C. C.= Abraham Lincoln. Harper

=Gordy, W. F.= Abraham Lincoln. Scribner

=Hill, F. T.= Lincoln, the lawyer. Houghton

=MacKaye, Percy.= Lincoln centenary ode. Macmillan

=Moores, C. W.= Life of Abraham Lincoln for boys and girls. Houghton

=Morgan, James.= Abraham Lincoln, the boy and the man. Macmillan

=Morse, J. T.= Abraham Lincoln. 2 vols. Houghton

=Nicolay, J. G.= Boy's life of Abraham Lincoln. Century

=Nicolay, J. G.= Short life of Abraham Lincoln. Century

=Nicolay, J. G. & Hay, John.= Abraham Lincoln. 10 vols. Century

=Nicolay, J. G. & Hay, John.= Complete works of Abraham Lincoln. 2 vols. Century

=Putnam, M. L.= Children's life of Abraham Lincoln. McClurg

=Robinson, L. E.= Abraham Lincoln as a man of letters. Reilly

=Rothschild, Alonzo.= Lincoln, master of men. Lane

=Schauffler, R. H.= _ed._ Lincoln's Birthday. Moffat

=Schurz, Carl.= Abraham Lincoln. Houghton

=Selby, Paul.= Anecdotal Lincoln. Thompson

=Tarbell, I. M.= Life of Abraham Lincoln. 2 vols. Doubleday

=Whipple, Wayne.= The story-life of Lincoln. Winston

WASHINGTON'S BIRTHDAY

=Brooks, E. S.= The true story of George Washington. Lothrop

=Carrington, H. B.= Washington, the soldier. Scribner

=Ford, P. L.= The true George Washington. Lippincott

=Ford, W. C.= George Washington. Small

=Hapgood, Norman.= George Washington. Macmillan

=Haworth, P. L.= George Washington: farmer. Bobbs-Merrill