So each added some cup to the simmering pot,
And did something to hasten the fury and storm
That the witches of treason were shaping to form.

XI.

And so each has grown something. Two mighty arrays
With their torches close linked hold the land in a blaze:
The dark Southern traitor, his weapon in hand

And his covert supporters wide over the land,—

And his gaunt Northern brother, more subtle and still,
Yet quite as effective for national ill,

Who can talk of no sin but the slaveholder's vice,

And would free every slave, with his country the price.
Both sides labor together to compass our fall;
They are national enemies-enemies all.
And the patriot hand would be justified quite,
In this great people's eye and God's holier sight,
That could raise in this trying and difficult hour,
And assume for the time such a terrible power

As would sweep all the ultraists-East, West, North, South,
Where the heathen were swept by the breath of His mouth.

XII.

But remember these men are not democrats—no,

Though some of one class may dare call themselves so.
They have no more true claim to the democrat's pride,
Than an oyster's a ship when it clogs up her side:
They have never to use made a nearer approach
Than that many-times-quoted fifth wheel to a coach:
They are of us, no more than the plunderers whose tread
Close follows an army to rifle the dead,

Are part of those glorious brothers in arms

Whose breasts meet the shock when war's trumpet alarms.

XIII.

The true democrat-ever the country's best friend,

Tried and faithful at first, has been so to the end.

In the days of our peace, when the patriot's dreams
Seemed so nearly fulfilled-he avoided extremes.

'Tween ultraists ever a bulwark he stood,

With no motive less high than the whole country's good,
While his hand held the power, although parties might chafe,
Discord failed of its end and the country was safe;

And 'twas only when power was wrested away
By the hand of a faction, that gloomed the dark day.

XIV.

When Sumter went down, for the country he rose

Bidding comfort to friends and defiance to foes;

His hand quickest grasped at flag, musket and sword,
When the conflict began with the butternut horde;
At every defeat he has risen again,

While the joy of each victory has flushed through his brain;
"Constitution and Union" his watchwords have formed,
And his country's the best love his bosom that warmed.
Not the South has he fought, but the traitors it gave;
Nor ignored the whole, white race to favor the slave.
XV.

The War for the Union he soundly approves,

For 'tis waged to preserve the old country he loves;
But the mode of its waging is imbecile still,

And that he assaults and defends at his will.

He hates Bastiles, and yet not the fear of their reach
Can crush from his heart his belief in free speech;
He hates treason, and lukewarmness scarcely the less,
And yet he calls out for free thought and free press.
He loves peace, and to joy all his pulses would spring,
To see it once more o'er us wave its white wing;
But no peace, with dishonor - no pause in the strife,
While murder's red hand is yet aimed at our life!

A quick, vigorous war, men of brains at the helm,

That all treason's resources shall beggar and whelm,

Till the whole world once more feels the old Union bands,— This is what he will fight for and what he demands.

XVI.

Though the rebel foot treads Pennsylvanian soil

And his ready hand gathers its millions of spoil,—
Though the thunder of cannon from Gettysburgh heights
The weak-nerved fills with horror-the timid affrights,--
Though SICKLES lies maimed and though REYNOLDS is dead,
And the soil with the best blood we knew-is made red,
Yet the fight must go on, and no cheek must grow pale,

For the country is lost if our energies fail;

And not only our sunlight in night will go down,

But the millions who bow at the nod of a crown,

Will cry out: "So we told you! The effort is vain!
See self-government tottering and falling again!"
Shall this be so, and freedom's best hopes lick the dust,

When on us she has rested unfaltering trust?
Over roarings of cannon-o'er moanings of wo—
I hear this great people wide thundering "NO!"

XVII.

Two years since, when freedom's glad birth-day went by,

Old Tammany's voice gave detraction the lie,

And declared for the Union at every cost,

Till the last coin be spent and the last man be lost.

One year since that voice had an echo as clear,
Though its bravest sons lay in that grave of a year.

It was WALBRIDGE spoke first-it was DALY whose word
For freedom and right in the second we heard;

It is MURPHY whose voice, home from Europe's old lands,
Shall tell us to-day where democracy stands.

XVIII.

One word more, and with that or a dozen instead

Let us heed Douglas Taylor and cut off the thread.
Old Tammany, speaking democracy's voice,

Has a word for the man of the whole people's choice.
Not for President-no, let the future decide
Whether SEYMOUR may not fill that station of pride ;-
But for General: our army the great fight must win,
And 'tis time, fully time for the end to begin.
Let the shout ring abroad from Old Tammany Hall,
And ten millions, at least, will respond to the call:
For the Union the land will yet suffer and bleed,
And though gladly it trades off JOE HOOKER for MEADE,
And believes in the latter's pluck, vigor and speed,
That already have taught Lee a lesson to read,—
And will shout to the echo to see him succeed,-

Yet it asks for its armies, MCCLELLAN to lead.

The Quartette then sang the beautiful ballads of "THE VACANT CHAIR," and "WHEN THIS CRUEL WAR IS OVER."

The Orator of the day, the Hon. HENRY C. MURPHY, was then introduced to the audience by Grand Sachem PURDY, who in a few eulogistic remarks alluded to the past and present services of "our Kings County brother." After the applause which greeted him had subsided, Senator MURPHY proceeded as follows:

ORATION.

BY HON. HENRY C. MURPHY.

BROTHERS AND FRIENDS:-We meet to-day to commemorate the birth of the nation, and to renew our pledges of fidelity to the Constitution under which we find protection and security for our civil and religious rights. We meet for a political purpose, but not as mere partisans. While we recall, with the deepest feelings of gratitude and admiration, the trials, the privations, the sacrifices, the sufferings, the heroic courage, the deeds of daring, and the unwavering devotion to the cause of liberty of those who won our independence, we offer the like homage of our hearts to their memory for the republican institutions which they bequeathed to us, as the crowning glory of their revolution. We regard it as a patriotic, and ever constant duty, to maintain the principles which they thus established, and to guard them as well against the insidious and covert attacks of the enemies of popular liberty, as against the open violence of faction. [Cheers.] In this spirit we invite all to participate in our proceedings this day, who acknowledge those principles, and who accept, as the watchwords of their political faith, the CONSTITUTION AND THE UNION. Until the breaking out of the present unhappy troubles in the country, the annual recurrence of the day has been the occasion amongst us of universal joy and pride and gratulation at the progress of the Republic. Under the benign influence of a free constitutional government, the nation had attained an unexampled growth, and was standing in the front rank of the powers of the world.

Enterprise and invention were stimulated by leaving with the people the rewards of their industry. Virtue and intelligence were encouraged by throwing open to all the paths to public honors. Homes and firesides were made happy in the enjoyment of civil and religious freedom. Immigration flowed in upon the land, in a bold and unceasing current, under the protection and privileges which were extended to the oppressed of other nations, and the fair and easy conditions upon which they were incorporated into the body politic. Foreign nations respected us because we extended to them all that we demanded from them justice and right. The blessings of education were made accessible to every child of the Republic. The arts and sciences flourished. The comforts and elegances of life were placed within the reach of every portion of the people. The virgin soil yielded the richest harvests to a contented husbandry; the products of the country were exchanged for those of others, by means of a commerce whose tonnage exceeded that of any other nation in the world; and our manufactories gave remunerative employment to multitudes of every handicraft. The resources and energies of the land were marvellous. These beneficent effects of free institutions were regarded by the civilized world with astonishment, and by despots with fear. They could not be hid. They were silently making a change in arbitrary government everywhere, and giving hopes of liberty to millions who never expected to reach our shores. The discovery of the New World-an event to which historians agree in attributing the most marked amelioration in the physical condition of the nations of Europe had not a greater influence in that respect than the successful experiment of self-government and republican institutions here exerted upon their political state. These grand results were the legitimate fruits of the Government which the patriots of the Revolution formed. Independence of the mother country would have been a barren triumph if the freedom achieved by them had not been wisely