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 HOUSE THAT JEFF BUILT 
 
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 N:E.W YORK: 
 
 Tmm AMIEICAM NIWB eaMFAHY, 
 
 Xos. 119 and ISl NASSAU STBQET. 
 
 EnwARD 0. JjiSKiire, Printer, 20 North William Street, New York, 
 
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 The engraving on the title-page is a correct representation of the banner 
 suspended behind the Speaker's chair, at the South Carolina Secession Conven- 
 tion. The engraving, and the following description, are copied by permis- 
 sion from Lossing's " Histoky of the Civil "Wab," Vol. I. : — ■ 
 
 This banner was composed of cotton cloth, with devices painted in water- 
 colors by a Charleston artist named Alexander. The base of the design is a 
 mass of broken and disordered blocks of stone, on each of which are the 
 name and arms of a free-labor State, New Yokk being in the foreground, 
 and entirely broken. Rising from this mass are seen two columns of perfect 
 and symmetrical blocks of stone, connected by an arch of the same material, 
 on each of which, fifteen in number, are seen the name and coat of arms of a 
 slave-labor State. South Carolina forms the key-stone of the arch on which 
 stands Powers' statue of Calhoun leaning upon the trunk of a Palmetto tree, 
 and displaying to spectators a scroll on which are the words, " Truth, Justice 
 and the Constitution." On one side of Calhoun is an allegorical figure of 
 Faith, and on the other side, Hope. Beyond each of these is the figure of 
 a North American Indian armed with a rifle. In the space formed by the 
 two columns and the arch is the device on the seal and flag of South Caro- 
 lina, namely, a Palmetto tree, with a rattle-snake coiled around its trunk, and 
 at its base a park of cannon and some emblems of the State commerce. On 
 a scroll fluttering from the body of the tree are the words, " Southern 
 Republic." Over the whole design, on the segment of a circle, are fifteen 
 stars, the then number of slave-labor States. Underneath all, in large letters 
 are the words, 
 
 BOILT FROM THE RuiNS. 
 
 Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 18C8, by 
 
 JOHN J. REED, 
 
 In tlie Cleric's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Soathem District of 
 
 New York. 
 
CORNELL UNIVERSITY LIBRARY 
 
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 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 
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 HE p LAVES 
 
 who toiled in their pains, 
 And wondered if Freedom would sever their chains; 
 Who suffered in patience, while hope was the star 
 That guided them on in the vision afar; 
 And through the long night of their lingering gloom. 
 By milhons they toUed tiU they went to the tomb ; 
 But angels of mercy that stooped from the sMes, 
 Their prayers had recorded, their tears and their cries. 
 And in the fuU time of redemption they came, 
 With message of hope, with heart aU aflame, 
 
 To ransom the lowly 
 
 Who toiled in their pains 
 
 To gather the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built 
 
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 THESE Ar\E 
 
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 I\_I Y E R S 
 
 who went to the field. 
 With bitter oppression their service to yield, 
 By laying on burdens, and forcing the sweat 
 From the brow of the slave, till the furrow was wet ; 
 Or drawing the blood from the sufferer's veins 
 "With the lash and the thong, in agony-pains. 
 And there seemed not an arm to rescue or save. 
 Tin the land was appalled with the cry of the slave, > 
 
 Who toiled on in pain 
 
 To gather the wealth 
 That lay ia the house that Jeff built. 
 
THESE AI\E 
 
 The Maste i\_s , 
 
 the chivalry proud. 
 Who talked of their birth, with an eloquence loud. 
 And wielded the lash with a masterly grace 
 As they spumed from their soil the "vUe Yankee race." 
 They talked of "Democracy" only to cheat. 
 And bring all the "mud-sills" like slaves to their feet ; 
 Or, furnished with bludgeon or pistol at hand. 
 In senate halls walked as if "bom to command!" 
 They talked "Constitution," but watched for the day 
 When treason, they thought, could sweep it away, 
 And in the new empire of whips and of chains. 
 
 They could send out the drivers, 
 
 Who went to the field 
 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 Who gathered the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 
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THESE AI\E 
 
 The C l e i\_g y 
 
 of learning profoimd, 
 Who taught the Old Gospel to them that were bound ; 
 " Be obedient, ye servants, and bear well the yoke," 
 Are words apostolic they earnestly spoke ; 
 And then to their masters, the law to define. 
 They taught the New Gospel — " Your slavery's divine !" 
 And then with the law and the Gospel they steeled 
 The conscience of masters, who gratefully kneeled. 
 
 But sent out the drivers 
 
 Who went to the field 
 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 That gathered the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 
THESE AF^E 
 
 T 
 
 H E T ^^A I T O R S 
 
 grave senators all, 
 Who sat in their seats and made out the call, 
 To rally around tliem the men that would spring 
 To treason's vile ranks, and fill up the ring 
 Of counseUors bold who would welcome thg day 
 When war and rebellion should have their full play ; 
 And red, bloody hands should tear down the old flag 
 To hoist in its place a pitiful rag. 
 
 Which should float o'er a land where the slave with a groan 
 Should he crushed to earth as its chief " comer-stone ;" 
 And the clergy should preach the new Gospel divine, 
 And the masters should talk of the system benign, 
 
 While they sent out the drivers 
 
 Who went to the field 
 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 That gathered the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 
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 The T y i\_a n t 
 
 who sat on his throne, 
 And cried to the Yantees, " Do let us alone !" 
 " The Northern hyenas," he said in his speech, 
 " Shall aU be destroyed if they come ia our reach.'' 
 And -with vigorous hand he drafted the men. 
 From the boy in his teens to three-score and ten. 
 The mother he robbed of the lad at her side, 
 And snatched the loved youth away from his bride ; 
 And he opened Belle Isle, and the Libby Hotel, 
 And Andersonviile, too, the out-post of hell. 
 The cotton he stole, or ordered it burned, 
 And treasury notes to gold he then turned. 
 And cried to the imps who were warming the pitch, 
 " Now fight till we die, and fill up the last ditch ;" 
 And smiled at the circle of traitors around. 
 Who bowed to the clergy of learning profound, 
 Who preached to the masters 
 Who sent out the drivers 
 To burden the slaves 
 That gathered the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 
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 that rushed to the cry 
 Of the Union they loved, to preserve it or die ; 
 And they marched to the front, with a vow and a song 
 They rolled to the breezes while marching along. 
 On battle-fields gory they fought for the flag, 
 On river and ocean they conquered the rag; 
 And in deeds that shall live in the pages of story, 
 They conquered the foes who would tarnish their glory. 
 And saved the dear land by the blood that was shed. 
 And the tears that were rained on the graves of the dead. 
 And the prayers that were heard, that the tyrant might fall, 
 Who sat on his throne and his minions did call ; 
 Who bowed to the clergy of learning profound, 
 
 Who preached to the masters 
 
 Who sent out the drivers 
 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 That gathered the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 
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 wlio sat in his chair. 
 And oft bowed his head with the burden of care. 
 With a calm, tender eye, and a quick-bending ear. 
 The plaint of the lowly and stricken to hear ; 
 Like a rock standing firm ia his duty to God, 
 He struck off the chains from the "victims that trod 
 On the soil of the free, by our Washcngton's grave. 
 And uttered the watchword of joy to the slave. 
 Yet when the black treason had grounded its arms, 
 And peace had allayed all the nation's alarms, 
 It struck the Immobtai, the Genti^ and Good, 
 The father that taught us the broad beothebhood ; 
 And he lay down to die, ere the heroes went by, 
 (As they wept bitter tears,) who had rushed to the cry, 
 And conquered the tyrant who sat on his throne, 
 And called round the traitors, who bowed to the clergy 
 
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THE HOTTSE THAT JEFF BUILT. 11 
 
 "Wlio preached to the masters 
 "Who sent out the drivers 
 Who went to the field 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 That gathered the wealth , 
 
 That lay in the house that Jeff built. 
 

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 THESE AI^E 
 
 The R 
 
 V U I N S 
 
 all dreary and dark, 
 Sad cheerless and gloomy, deserted and stark; 
 With temples dismantled, and cities consumed. 
 With whips and mth shackles, and chains all entombed ; 
 The shattered foundation is shivered for aye. 
 And crushed all the shafts of oppression now lie; 
 The hopes of the tyrants on both sides the sea, 
 That hated the name of the land of the free. 
 Were biiried in ashes that lay round the tomb, 
 WTiere the mark C. S. A. was discerned in the gloom, 
 And the black man free, as he said " Done Gone I" 
 Laid flowers the Blue Coats' graves upon : 
 For the Boy in Blue he had often led, 
 Where the blood-hounds tracked, as he onward sped 
 In his last despair, from the prison-bars. 
 With his soul lit up by the northern stars ; 
 
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THE HOUSE THAT JEFF BUILT. 13 
 
 He wept as lie prayed for the Father good. 
 
 Who taught to the nation the broad brotherhood. 
 
 And lay down to die ere the heroes went by, 
 
 (As they wept bitter tears,) who had rushed to the cry, 
 
 And conquered the tyrant, who sat on his throne. 
 
 And caUed round the traitors, who bowed to the clergy 
 
 Who preached to the masters 
 
 Who sent out the drivers 
 
 Who went to the field 
 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 That gathered the wealth 
 That lay ia the house that Jeff built. 
 
THIS IS 
 
 HE A N N E I\_ 
 
 as good as the best, 
 "Who rushed to the rally far out in the West ; 
 
 " rU.go if the Governor wiU give me a job, 
 I'd lite the raw hides of Floyd, Davis, or Cobb !" 
 So off to Cairo, and Donelson, too. 
 And a chore here and there he would readily do ; 
 Till at last on his tramp down to Vicksburg he went. 
 And bowing to Pemberton, staked out his tent, 
 ("Who after a while, hauling down the vile rag, 
 Looked up once agaiu to the old starry flag) ; 
 Then looking around for more rebels to tan. 
 He thought he would cross the bold Eapidan ; 
 
 " Surrender uiwon., is this message of mine, 
 Tou do as you please, I fight on this line." 
 And he fought till he met the bold rebel Lee, 
 Who gave up his sword at the famed apple-tree. 
 
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THE HOUSE THAT JEFF BTTILT. 15 
 
 Then lie wrote — " Father Abraham ! my work is 'most done, 
 
 For Lee has surrendered, and Tiotory 's won." 
 
 And he sighed o'er the ruins so dreary and dark, 
 
 As he wrote to the Father so gentle and good, 
 
 Who lay down to die, ere the heroes went by, 
 
 (As they wept bitter tears,) who had rushed to the cry. 
 
 And conquered the tyrant who sat on his throne. 
 
 And called round the traitors, who bovred to the clergy 
 
 "Who preached to the masters 
 
 Who sent out the drivers 
 
 Who went to the field 
 
 To burden the slaves 
 
 That gathered the wealth 
 That lay in the house that Jeff biult. 
 
THIS IS 
 
 The T EyvL 
 
 P L E 
 
 in glorious light. 
 Whose comer-stone. Justice, Equality, Eight, 
 Shall rise in the sunshine of Peace for the Free, 
 As the songs shall roU on from mountain to sea ; 
 With Grant in the chair, at the head of the State, 
 With counsellors wise, pure, lofty and great. 
 And the dear Boys m Blue standing well on their guard 
 For the nation they saved, who their toU will reward ; 
 And the people as one, from the East to the West, 
 From the North to the South, shall joy in their rest ; 
 And Freedom shall waft to the ends of the world, 
 In the sweetest of tones, where the flag is unfurled, 
 The welcome to miUions wherever they be. 
 To share in the bUss of the Land or the Free. 
 
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