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CONTENTS 
 
 Lincoln's Birthday Ella M. Powers 
 
 Lincoln's Birthday A. Douglass 
 
 A Lincoln Exercise Alice E. Allen 
 
 Lincoln's Birthday Alice E. Allen 
 
 A Lincoln Exercise .... 
 
 For Lincoln's Birthday Inez N. McFee 
 
 Abraham Lincoln M . Lizzie Stanley 
 
 An Afternoon with Lincoln . 
 
 A Lincoln Exercise Antoinette L. Can field 
 
 Our Colors Alice E. Allen . 
 
 Our Flag Alice E. Allen 
 
 Lincoln's Story Susie L. Fitz 
 
 A Lincoln Drill Susie L. Fitz 
 
 What Makes Great Men Alice E. Allen 
 
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Lincoln's Birthday 
 
 February Twelfth 
 Ella M. Powers 
 
 Our children shall behold his fame, 
 The kindly, earnest, brave, foreseeing man, 
 
 Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, 
 New birth of our new soil, the first American. 
 — James Russell Lowell 
 
 The deeper history penetrates into the life of Abraham 
 Lincoln, the grander does the form of the "Martyr Pres- 
 ident" stand forth as one of the greatest heroes of modern 
 
 times. 
 
 There is, in the whole history of this republic, no other 
 man from whom one can learn more instructive, more in- 
 spiring lessons of true patriotism. 
 
 This lonely, untrained, uneducated boy on the rough 
 frontier slowly but persistently worked his way through 
 the hardest and rudest conditions, to a foremost place in 
 American history. By his indomitable will, untiring per- 
 severance, together with the kingly quality of courage, 
 physical, moral and political, he made of himself a 
 hero. 
 
Boyhood Days 
 
 The home of Lincoln's boyhood days was a log cabin and 
 he was almost a young man before he knew any home more 
 comfortable than one made of logs. 
 
 On February 12, 1809, he was born in one of these rough 
 cabins. There was but one room, one door and no windows, 
 and out on that little clearing in Kentucky Lincoln spent 
 the first seven years of his life. With the wind, rain and 
 snow beating into the room through the cracks between the 
 logs, Lincoln's mother told him all she knew of the Bible, 
 fairy tales and old legends. 
 
 When Lincoln was seven years old the family moved to 
 Indiana. Lincoln now began the work of building a new 
 home, of clearing away the forests and of preparing fields 
 for grain. Then there were chairs to be made from rude 
 slabs of wood with holes bored in them for sticks which an- 
 swered for legs; there was a rude bed to be made and many 
 kitchen utensils, and Lincoln was ever ready to help. What 
 if his shirt was of linsey-woolsey, his trousers of deer-skin 
 and his cap of coon skin ? He soon had a man's will and 
 wisdom and accepted his hard work cheerfully. 
 
 He was ambitious to learn. "I only went to school by 
 littles," he said later in life; "in all it did not amount to 
 more than a year." Yet no lad ever improved every 
 moment for study as did this boy, whose very longing did 
 more for him perhaps than richer opportunities would have 
 done. When not at work, he was studying. Many hours 
 he spent by the fireplace teaching himself grammar, spelling 
 and arithmetic. A shovel was his slate, a charred stick his 
 pencil, when in the cabin ; but often when out in the fields 
 
ploughing, he would let the horse rest at the end of a long 
 furrow and Lincoln would then draw from his pocket a 
 piece of smoothly planed wood ; this was his slate and his 
 pencil would be a piece of soapstone or clay. 
 
 Lincoln's love for his mother inspired him to do many 
 good deeds, but in 1818 a terrible disease made its appear- 
 ance in their settlement, and Mrs. Lincoln, weary and worn 
 with the hardships of their life, bade good-by to her little 
 ones, begging Abraham to remember what she had taught 
 him and be a good boy. A coffin was made of lumber, 
 which Mr. Lincoln cut, and under a great sycamore tree 
 Abraham's mother was laid away to rest. There was no 
 minister to speak words of comfort and this grieved Abra- 
 ham, who knew how his mother loved God. He deter- 
 mined to have a funeral service for her. He knew of a 
 minister who traveled about the country, so he tried to put 
 his thoughts on paper, and at last was satisfied with the 
 letter begging the minister to come and deliver a sermon 
 over her grave. 
 
 Many weeks and months passed, but one bright day the 
 minister came. He had ridden one hundred miles on 
 horse-back, forded swollen streams and followed narrow 
 paths through the wilderness to comfort this little nine-year- 
 old boy. Friends gathered about the lonely grave, sweet 
 hymns were sung and Lincoln never forgot that day. From 
 that time he determined to be a good and noble man. His 
 mother had taught him to be true and honest and he would 
 always remember her wish. 
 
 Years afterward, when he became a great man, he said, 
 "All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother." 
 
 The books within his reach were few. Best of all was the 
 
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 Bible, that library of sixty-six volumes; then there were 
 "./Esop's Fables," that wise book of character, " Robinson 
 Crusoe," and "Pilgrim's Progress," the English classic. 
 These he read until the last ember went out on the hearth, 
 and read again as soon as the earliest rays of the morning 
 sun lit up the log cabin loft where he slept. 
 
 Neighbors of his owned other books and these he bor- 
 rowed. "He read through every book he had heard of in 
 that country, for a circuit of fifty miles," said one writer. 
 A History of the United States and Weems' " Life of Wash- 
 ington," laid the foundation of his political aspirations and 
 education. 
 
 Once Lincoln borrowed of a neighbor Weems' "Life of 
 Washington." He sat up late to read the book, then care- 
 fully put it in an opening between two logs of the cabin 
 wall. During the night the rain dripped on it. In the 
 morning Lincoln Was distressed to find the precious book 
 stained, but he took it to the owner at once. "I'm sorry," 
 he said, "I want to fix it up with you somehow, if you can 
 tell me any way, for I ain't got the money to pay for it 
 with." The man saw how badly Lincoln felt and he said, 
 "Come over and shuck corn three days and the book's 
 yours." The boy could hardly believe this book was to be 
 his own. He felt as happy as if he had fallen heir to a 
 fortune. 
 
 He wished to master the principles of arithmetic but had 
 no money to buy a book. He borrowed a copy of Pike's 
 Arithmetic, and resolved to copy the essential parts of it. 
 He sewed some sheets of paper together with a string, then 
 with a quill pen copied the principal parts of the entire 
 book. 
 
Manhood 
 
 When seventeen this strong, ambitious boy heard a 
 famous Kentucky man make a speech in court. Few things 
 had ever inspired him more. From that time he practiced 
 making speeches. Any question of the day, road-making, 
 school tax or farm improvements, served as a subject. He 
 always had many droll stories to tell and people were so 
 attracted when listening to him that they forgot how homely 
 and awkward the earnest young man was. He was in 
 demand at every gathering for pleasure or for work. People 
 knew Lincoln could be trusted with important business. 
 Now it was to take a load of produce to New Orleans on a 
 flat boat; again it was rail-splitting; again it was working in 
 a little country store. He was always studying and work- 
 ing, working and studying at anything. People knew he 
 was honest. Did they not all know that a poor woman who 
 lived two miles from the store once paid Lincoln six cents 
 too much for her goods and when he discovered it in the 
 evening, he walked off to her house and gave her the six 
 cents? Yes, they all knew of it and admired the young 
 man's honesty. They talked of it and respected him more 
 each month. He was always upright. 
 
 He soon began to meet a better class of people. In 
 1834, when but twenty-five years old, this honest, hard 
 working, roughly built frontiersman, six feet, four inches 
 tall, found himself a popular man and a member of the 
 Illinois State Legislature. He had studied law at every pos- 
 sible moment and in 1837 he accepted an offer to enter 
 into partnership with a lawyer in Springfield, Illinois. 
 He soon became a recognized leader in politics. His 
 
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 speeches were always clear and effective. He never hesi- 
 tated to be on the unpopular side if he knew he was for the 
 right. He was ever doing his best for his people and for 
 his country. Once he said, "Many free countries have 
 lost their liberties, and ours may lose hers; but if she shall, 
 let it be my proudest plume, not that I was the last to 
 desert her, but that I never deserted her." 
 
 Lincoln's honesty as a lawyer became universally recog- 
 nized. Once when a client had carefully stated his case, 
 Lincoln said, "Yes, there is no reasonable doubt that I can 
 gain your case for you. I can set a whole neighborhood at 
 loggerheads; I can distress a widowed mother and her six 
 fatherless children, and thereby get for you six hundred dol- 
 lars, which rightfully belongs, it appears to me, as much to 
 the woman and her children as it does to you. You must 
 remember that some things that are legally right are not 
 morally right. I shall not take your case, but will give you 
 a little advice for which I charge you nothing. 
 
 "You seem to be a sprightly, energetic man. I would 
 advise you to try your hand at making six hundred dollars 
 some other way." 
 
 The pioneer boy was now an influential politician. After 
 being elected to the Legislature, he was sent to Congress and 
 was at one time offered the governorship of Oregon. 
 
 In i860, amid much opposition, he was elected President 
 of the United States. 
 
 Dark clouds were gathering thicker and lower over the 
 nation. Great wealth and political strength were in the 
 South, where on the great plantations of cotton, tobacco and 
 sugar-cane, thousands of slaves were employed. 
 
 Ill-feeling existed between the North and South. Lincoln 
 
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 worked bravely for freedom and justice and bore the 
 nation's heaviest burden; carried the nation's sorrows. 
 Around him were the horrors of war, southern states uniting 
 and claiming the right to an independent government, be- 
 sides envy, treachery, threatenings and sadness. Yet the 
 face, while showing new lines of care, showed a heart tender, 
 pitiful and loving. Burdened with the heaviest of nations' 
 burdens, his faithful service, earnest desire for the country's 
 best good, was ever foremost. When urged to pursue vari- 
 ous courses, he said his "first object was to save the Union, 
 and neither to save nor destroy slavery. If I could save the 
 Union without freeing the slaves, I would do it. If I could 
 save it by freeing some and leaving others alone, I would 
 also do that." 
 
 On January i, 1863, Lincoln proclaimed that all slaves in 
 all states or parts of states then in rebellion against the 
 Union should be free. 
 
 Still the war continued, with brave generals and brave 
 soldiers on each side, and again in November, 1864, the 
 man, and the one man, whose tireless brain had so faithfully 
 worked and wisely planned, was elected President a second 
 time. Upon March 4, 1865, Lincoln made his second 
 inaugural address. 
 
 The terrible battle of Gettysburg had been fought the 
 preceding July, where over fifty thousand brave men in blue 
 and gray laid down their lives and victory now seemed sure 
 for the Union army. Yet, in Lincoln's second inaugural 
 address there was no boast, no triumph, no rejoicing over 
 what had been accomplished, but earnestly, quietly the 
 saddened man said in that address: 
 
 "With malice toward none, with charity toward all, with 
 
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 firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us 
 strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the na- 
 tion's wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the 
 battle, and for his widow and his orphans ; to do all which 
 may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among 
 ourselves and with all nations." 
 
 Lincoln's Speeches 
 
 Men have made speeches valuable for their quality of 
 literary style, but Lincoln's speeches are distinctive, indi- 
 vidual, original and by his inborn reasoning power, his 
 insight into the right of all questions, he became the most 
 convincing speaker of his time. His speeches have won a 
 permanent place in literature. The speech at Gettysburg is 
 a classic and known to all English speaking people. It is 
 brief, expressive, immortal. The two inaugural addresses 
 are examples of brief, clear, persuasive eloquence. 
 
 Lincoln's Gettysburg speech was written in the car on the 
 way from Washington to the battlefield — the National 
 Cemetery. Lincoln held a small piece of pasteboard on 
 his knee and wrote those impressive few lines while persons 
 were talking about him. Edward Everett Hale, who deliv- 
 ered the oration of the day, said: "I would rather be the 
 author of those twenty lines than to have all the fame my 
 oration of to-day can give me." 
 
 On that memorable day in November, 1864, Lincoln, 
 with bowed head, stepped out before the vast assembly, 
 slowly, quietly, as if unconscious of the tens of thousands 
 before him. He seemed as if with those to whose memory 
 he was speaking. 
 
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 The memories, feelingly, simply told, his counsels wisely 
 given, his feelings impressively uttered and prophecies so 
 earnestly expressed, affected the assembly so deeply that 
 they listened as to a voice divine with affection and rever- 
 ence. He stood before them "an heroic figure in the 
 centre of an heroic epoch." 
 
 Death 
 
 Five weeks after the second inaugural address, in April, 
 1865, the Confederate army surrendered. The four years 
 of sadness, bloodshed, devastation and sorrow were ended. 
 Now, to this over-burdened man peace would take the place 
 of pain and rest would come instead of pressure, but at this 
 very moment of the nation's triumph, rejoicing was turned 
 to grief, for, while seeking recreation at Ford's Theatre, 
 Lincoln was shot by John Wilkes Booth, who, with others, 
 had formed a plot for the assassination of the President, 
 Vice-President, and leading members of the cabinet. 
 
 Kind arms bore the loved, the honored President to a 
 friend's house, and kind hearts, who had aided with sympa- 
 thy and counsel during the long, sad years, watched by the 
 bedside through the night until the morning when that 
 noblest of all hearts ceased to beat. 
 
 Messages of sorrow and sympathy came from all the world 
 to the sorrowing nation, to a nation who each year more 
 deeply reveres the memory of him whose legacy was peace 
 to his country, liberty to the enslaved, and an inspiring 
 example of patriotism to the world. 
 
Lincoln's Birthday 
 
 A. Douglass 
 
 Suggestive Material to Use in Working up a 
 Program 
 
 Preparatory Work in Language 
 
 From whatever side of the life of Lincoln the teacher 
 wishes to have her class see him she may choose lan- 
 guage work. 
 
 " Lincoln the President" suggests these subjects: 
 Opportunities which he created. 
 Steps in his life which made him a leader. 
 
 "Lincoln the Emancipator." 
 Men who worked with him. 
 Men for whom he worked. 
 Colored schools to-day. 
 The Union as he left it. 
 The old Flag. 
 
 "Lincoln the Man." 
 His opportunity. 
 His kindness. 
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 "Memorials to Lincoln." 
 Famous statues of him. 
 St. Gaudens, the sculptor. 
 Famous pictures of Lincoln. 
 Marshall, the painter. 
 Monuments to Lincoln's memory. 
 Observation of birthday by the negroes. 
 Observation of birthday in the schools. 
 
 Literature 
 
 Pupils memorize "Gettysburg Speech." 
 Pupils read one reply to "Douglas Speech." 
 Pupils memorize Whitman's "My Captain." 
 Pupils memorize Stoddard's "Birthday of Lincoln." 
 
 Songs 
 
 Children learn 
 
 "Rally Round the Flag." 
 "Battle Hymn of the Republic." 
 
 Pictures 
 
 Marshall's Lincoln. 
 
 St. Gaudens' Lincoln Statue, Chicago. 
 
 Log Cabin. 
 
 White House. 
 
 Gettysburg Speech. 
 
 Proclamation. 
 
 Proclamation Group, Boston. 
 
 Lincoln and His Family. 
 
 Lincoln and Little Tad. 
 
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 Books and Articles jor Children to Use in Room 
 
 Life of Lincoln. Nicolay and Hay. 
 Life of Lincoln. Holland. 
 National Encyclopaedia of American Biography. 
 Place of Lincoln in History. Century Magazine. 
 Close of His Career. Brooks, Century Magazine. 
 Biographers of Lincoln. Century Magazine. 
 Lincoln as a Literary Man. Mabie, Outlook. 
 Portraits of Lincoln. McClurtfs Magazine. 
 Encyclopaedia of Modern Eloquence. (In index, 
 many opinions of Lincoln.) 
 
 Souvenirs or Book Covers. 
 
 Log cabin. 
 
 Pen and proclamation. 
 Chains and open cuff. 
 Quotations from Speeches. 
 
 Program for Birthday 
 
 " Gettysburg Speech" Class 
 
 "America" Class 
 
 "What Statues of Lincoln Mean 
 
 to Us" o . . Compositions by two pupils 
 Poem, "My Captain" .... Class 
 
 "Memorials to Lincoln ? ' . . . Best paper read 
 
 " Birthday of Lincoln " . . . Child recites 
 
 "Lincoln the Man" . . . Best paper read 
 
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 ''Battle Hymn of the Republic" . . . Class 
 
 Giving of Souvenirs. 
 
 Have pictures arranged carefully* 
 
 Have two flags over the framed Gettysburg Speech. 
 
A Lincoln Exercise 
 
 Alice E. Allen 
 
 God make us worthy of the memory of Abraham 
 Lincoln. 
 
 — Phillips Brooks 
 
 (A picture of Lincoln prettily draped with flags should 
 occupy central position. Room may be otherwise deco- 
 rated if desired. The above quotation is suggested as a 
 suitable motto. It may be made of green or gilt letters, 
 and placed where all can see it, or the school may recite it 
 in concert at the close of the first exercise.) 
 
 Song 
 
 First and last verses of "America," by the whole school. 
 
 (Enter seven small boys, each carrying large letter o) 
 bright red paper) 
 
 All recite (may be sung, if desired, to tune oj " Yankee 
 Doodle") 
 
 We're seven boys of seven kinds, 
 Each brings a bright red letter; 
 
 We've much to say this holiday, 
 That all may love it better. 
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 First (stepping forward and holding out letter) 
 
 This "L" is a big one, but means "little lad," 
 And also " log-hut," the first home that he had. 
 
 Second (as above) 
 
 To him "I" meant " Indians" — many were near, 
 But still in the forest he played without fear. 
 
 Third 
 
 " N " says there were no schools, like ours, for small boys, 
 And tells of no games and no fun and no toys. 
 
 Fourth 
 
 My "C" means his cap. 'Twas the funniest kind — 
 'Twas made out of coon -skin — the tail hung behind. 
 
 Fifth 
 
 This round "O" says older and older he grew, 
 A strong little fellow, quite honest and true. 
 
 Sixth 
 
 My "L" tells of lessons he liked and he learned, 
 And then how the love of all people he earned. 
 
 Seventh 
 
 My "N" means the " Nation" so great and so grand 
 He ruled when a man — our own noble land. 
 
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 All (recite or sing) 
 
 We're seven boys of seven kinds, 
 Each one has shown his letter, 
 
 And said his say upon this day, 
 That all may love it better. 
 
 Beginning with the first each tijts his letter high and 
 names it clearly. Ajter the seventh has named his, all 
 pronounce 
 
 LINCOLN 
 
 The whole school may now recite the motto at the begin- 
 ning of the exercise. 
 
Lincoln's Birthday 
 
 Alice E. Allen 
 
 It is well to begin preparations several weeks in advance 
 for a simple observance of Lincoln's Birthday. If there 
 are any children to whom Lincoln is but a name, now is 
 the time to bring them into real contact with his strong 
 personality. 
 
 Begin the study of Lincoln's life in the little log cabin in 
 the clearing. Make his home as real as may be. Let the 
 children read his books, do his work, think his thoughts, 
 and plan his plans. Follow him through his boyhood and 
 early manhood to the White House. Live over again the 
 troublous but glorious days which followed. In connec- 
 tion with his death, teach the children "My Captain." 
 (Walt Whitman.) 
 
 Do not fear that too much time will be spent in this way 
 upon the study of Lincoln. His life — one of the grandest 
 History can ever give — cannot fail to leave its ineffaceable 
 impress upon all lives which come in close touch with it, 
 making them purer, nobler, stronger. Let the children 
 have it, then, for one of their most precious possessions. 
 Let them know not merely facts about Lincoln — let them 
 know Lincoln himself. 
 
 Having made much of this study, a simple and pleasing 
 program for Lincoln's Birthday can be quickly arranged. 
 
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 Use the national colors and national songs freely. Let all 
 the music used be strongly patriotic. 
 
 Let the history class give the life of Lincoln — different 
 ones presenting in story form brief, bright bits here and 
 there. Select, so far as possible, the more dramatic scenes 
 that the smaller children may easily illustrate them by 
 pantomime or tableaux. 
 
 Story Time 
 
 Perhaps the interior of the cabin can be represented 
 simply in one corner of the stage. Use a fur robe for one 
 wall. Make, if possible, a fire-place on the other. Let the 
 furniture be homely and poor. Show Lincoln and his 
 mother and sister before the fire — the mother telling, the 
 children listening to, stories. 
 
 Log Cabin Acrostic 
 
 From the following suggestions, arrange an acrostic for 
 the smaller children. Let them cut from heavy brown pa- 
 per, log cabins of suitable size to show off well. Paint 
 them to show logs, door, etc. On each cabin fasten a 
 white paper letter — the letters spelling LINCOLN. The 
 children, each carrying log cabin, march to places. As each 
 shows his log cabin, he recites one of the following quota- 
 tions, selected from the sayings of Lincoln. At the close 
 of recitations, all sing first stanza of " America." 
 
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 Quotations 
 
 Let none falter who thinks he is right. 
 
 / know the Lord is on the side of right, but it is my con- 
 stant anxiety and prayer that I and this Nation should 
 be on the Lord's side. 
 
 No man is good enough to govern another man without that 
 other's consent. 
 
 Come what will, I will keep my faith with friend and foe. 
 
 On that name a eulogy is expected. It cannot be. To add 
 brightness to the sun or glory to the name of Washing- 
 ton is alike impossible. 
 
 Let us make up our mind that when we do put a new star 
 upon our banner, it shall be a fixed one. 
 
 No where in the world is presented a Government of so 
 much liberty and equality. 
 
 Star Drill and March 
 
 Place a large picture of Lincoln on an easel on stage in 
 convenient position so that children can drill at back or 
 each side of it. Let girls wear sashes of red, white and 
 blue, diagonally over one shoulder, tied loosely at side. 
 
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 Each carries a large star, matching sash in color, red, white 
 and blue. 
 
 There should be at least twelve girls. Across back of 
 star, fasten strip of stout paper, or cloth, just loose enough 
 so that the child's hand will slip through. Each girl carries 
 star in right hand. To music of "Red, White and Blue," 
 girls march to stage, take positions, and sing to music of 
 chorus, stars held high in front : 
 
 "Three cheers for the stars of our flag, 
 Three cheers for the stars of our flag, 
 The crown of our glorious country — 
 Three cheers for the stars of our flag." 
 
 At close, to music of verse, give any drill with stars, first 
 set of motions with red; second, with white; third, with 
 blue; fourth, all together. Make as elaborate and pictu- 
 resque as desired, introducing pretty effects. Sing chorus 
 each time, children artistically posed with stars. Close drill 
 with march, during which, children may place stars about 
 Lincoln's picture. (Use flags if preferable.) 
 
 A Stump Speech 
 
 Arrange a large stump in centre of stage. A boy, as 
 Lincoln, stands upon it, hand raised as if making a speech. 
 Other boys crowd about him, in attitudes of listening, clap- 
 ping hands, tossing caps, etc. 
 
 Other tableaux will doubtlessly suggest themselves to 
 teachers or pupils. If inconvenient to arrange them, sketch 
 
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 a series of pictures on the blackboard, naming them 
 " Scenes from the Life of Lincoln." 
 
 Concert Recitation 
 
 To soft accompaniment of minor music, let whole school, 
 or selected pupils, give the first four lines of each stanza of 
 "My Captain." Choose an excellent reader to give last 
 four lines. The entire poem should be rendered reverently. 
 
 (If desirable to give this as a song, it may be found, set 
 to music, in the " Riverside Song Book.") 
 
 Tiny log cabins, rafts, stars, flags, or any appropriate de- 
 signs, with " Lincoln's Birthday, 1909," written on them, 
 may be given to each child, as souvenirs. 
 
A Lincoln Exercise 
 
 (School sings one or two verses of "America" while two 
 pupils remove the covering — a flag — from the picture of 
 Lincoln.) 
 
 School recites 
 
 Abraham Lincoln, the "saviour of our country," was 
 born in Hardin County, Kentucky, February 12, 1809. 
 
 Number oj girls recite 
 
 Wandering in Book-land 
 
 Not long ago 
 We learned many things 
 
 You will want to know. 
 
 First 
 
 I saw Kentucky's forests, with rude 
 
 Cabins here and there; 
 With people passing from them 
 
 Burdened with homely care; 
 Looking honest, simple hearted, 
 
 Unlearned and sadly poor. 
 By one of these homes — the humblest 
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 A child sits at the door, 
 Or plays about in the sunshine, 
 
 Or does some household " chore"; 
 A child with eager eyes, 
 
 And thoughtful, questioning face; 
 How sad that such as he must dwell 
 
 In such a dreary place. 
 
 Second 
 
 Wandering at times in the woodlands 
 
 That neighbor the cabin door, 
 He hears low voices calling 
 
 That becken him evermore: 
 Do they come from the tree tops yonder, 
 
 Or the leaves there in the glen ? 
 Or from his own heart? 
 
 He knows not ; but again and yet again 
 The words come softly to him 
 As the rustle of the angels' wings. 
 
 Voices 
 
 "Come higher, child, come higher; 
 ThouWt bom jor better things." 
 
 Third 
 
 I saw him farther west 
 
 In a rough hewn cabin still, 
 Which his childish hands helped fashion, 
 
 Working away with a will. 
 
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 Fourth 
 
 See, when his farmer's toil is over 
 He is patiently learning to read; 
 While the firelight gleams bright prophecies 
 
 Above the low bent head. 
 Hark! from the blazing hearth — there 
 Again the low voice sings: 
 "Come higher, child, come higher; 
 Thou'rt born for better things." 
 
 Fifth 
 
 When I saw him he was older, 
 
 Still reading with air of a sage. 
 I peeping over his shoulder 
 
 Read Law on the title page. 
 In his narrow office I leave him 
 
 While deep in his heart a voice sings: 
 "Come higher yet," etc. 
 
 (Let these last words be softly repeated by one or more pupils behind 
 a screen.) 
 
 Number oj small boys 
 
 We are little Whys. 
 
 Number oj small girls 
 
 We are the Becauses. 
 We'll answer all your questions 
 In shortest words and clauses. 
 First boy 
 
 Why did they call him a rail splitter? 
 
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 First girl 
 
 Because he split the rails to fence his father's farm. 
 
 Second boy 
 
 Why did he do such work as that if he meant to be a 
 great man ? 
 
 Second girl 
 
 Because he knew he would not be truly great unless he 
 helped his parents before he helped himself. 
 
 Third boy 
 Why did he not go to school if he was so anxious to learn ? 
 
 Third girl 
 
 Because his parents could afford to send him only six 
 months. 
 
 Fourth boy 
 
 Why was he always so sure of what he had learned ? 
 
 Fourth girl 
 
 Because he studied the few books he had, the Bible, 
 Pilgrim's Progress and a few others, over and over again. 
 He always studied upon one thing until he had mastered it. 
 
 Fifth boy 
 Why did everyone love him? 
 
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 Fifth girl 
 
 Because he was always polite, kind and unselfish. 
 
 Very little girl or boy 
 
 I love him more for this 
 
 Than for all else he did or learned : 
 He made a nice home for his mother 
 
 With the very first money he earned. 
 All the boys who have just spoken, 
 Now tell us the secret of his success 
 Who became so great and good. 
 
 Girls 
 
 Voices 
 
 He did in all things great or small 
 The very best he could. 
 
 Higher and higher he mounts 
 But still the low voice sings: 
 
 One or two voices 
 
 "Come higher, etc." 
 
 (Here the date 1858 or 9 in large gilt figures is placed in 
 front of a screen. The screen is then removed to one side 
 showing tableau: a figure representing Freedom kneels 
 and weeps at the feet of a second figure representing Slavery 
 and holding heavy chains.) 
 
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 School 
 
 Quelled Freedom weeps, while Slavery mocks 
 Her piteous cries; and clanks his hideous chains. 
 
 School {first division) 
 
 Is there no voice that dares to boldly shout 
 Against this wrong? 
 
 Second division 
 
 Yes, hark to the voice of Lincoln. 
 
 Boy declaims 
 
 "Slavery is founded in the selfishness of man's nature 
 — opposition to it in his love of justice. These principles 
 are an eternal antagonism; and when brought into collision 
 so fiercely as slavery extension brings them, shocks and 
 throes and convulsions must ceaselessly follow." 
 
 "Little by little but steadily as man's march to the grave, 
 we have been giving up the old for the new faith. Nearly 
 eighty years ago we began by declaring that all men are 
 created equal; but now from that beginning we have run 
 down to the other declaration that for some men to enslave 
 others is the ' sacred right of self-government.' These prin- 
 ciples cannot stand together. They are opposite as God 
 and mammon." 
 
 "Our Republican robe is soiled and trailed in the dust. 
 Let us repurify it. Let us turn and wash it white, in the 
 
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 spirit if not the blood of the Revolution. Let us turn 
 slavery from its claims of 'moral right,' back upon its 
 existing legal rights, and its arguments of 'necessity.' Let 
 us return it to the position our fathers gave it, and there 
 let it rest in peace." 
 
 Let North and South — let all Americans — let all lovers 
 of liberty everywhere — join in the great and good work. 
 If we do this, we shall not only have saved the Union, but 
 we shall have so saved it, so as to make and to keep it 
 forever worthy of the saving. We shall have so saved it 
 that the succeeding millions of free, happy people, the world 
 over, shall rise up and call us blessed to the latest genera- 
 tions. 
 
 (Date March, 1861, is shown.) 
 
 School 
 
 Whose form is that ascending 
 
 The steps to the President's chair 
 While shout after shout from the people 
 
 Joyously rend the air? 
 "Our President! Abraham Lincoln." 
 Hear them lovingly speak his name 
 The farmer boy has mounted 
 To highest honor and fame. 
 
 School 
 
 His voice sounds again for the right. 
 
 (Quotations are made from the Emancipation Proclama- 
 tion.) 
 
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 School quotes 
 
 "Odark, sad millions, patiently and dumb, 
 Waiting for God, your hour, at last, has come." 
 
 (A tableau is here shown having been previously arranged 
 behind a screen. A figure representing Freedom, arisen 
 from kneeling position and reaching forth her hand as if to 
 take the chains from a second figure (Slavery), occupies 
 the foreground ; a dark figure indistinctly seen, representing 
 War, is seen in the background.) 
 
 School 
 
 Now Freedom has uprisen and would tear 
 The cruel chains away; while threat'ning war 
 Frowns sternly in the distance. 
 
 School 
 
 East, West and North the shout is heard 
 
 Of freemen rising for the right; 
 Each valley has its rallying word, 
 
 Each hill its signal light." 
 
 School (first division) 
 
 What hand is that upraised above the throng? 
 
 School (second division) 
 
 A hand so free from guiltiness 
 A wrathful God had deemed it fit against a 
 mighty wrong 
 
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 To hurl His thunderbolts. 
 See what it has wrought; 
 The hand of Lincoln. 
 
 Tableau — Freedom with the Angels, Hope and Peace, 
 on either side of her. 
 
 School 
 
 Now walk with conquering Freedom, Hope and 
 Peace. 
 " Bow down, dear land, for thou hast found release." 
 
 (Figure representing America kneels while the school 
 sings the hymn of Bryant's beginning :) 
 
 North, with all thy vales of green ! 
 O South, with all thy palms! 
 
 From peopled towns and fields between 
 Uplift the voice of psalms. 
 
 Girl recites 
 
 1 see him again, he gazes 
 Upon a brilliant throng; 
 
 Does he hear above its murmur 
 A voice singing clear and strong? 
 
 Voice 
 
 "Come higher yet, come higher, 
 Thou'rt born for better things." 
 
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 Boy recites 
 
 One moment more and a bullet 
 
 Had silenced the mightiest heart 
 That ever bled for the nation. 
 
 There is wailing and woe for her part. 
 
 (If thought best a pupil may here read a short selection 
 from Whitman's " Lincoln's Burial Hymn.") 
 
 School 
 
 Near his old home at Springfield, 
 
 With a "mountain of marble" above, 
 They buried our martyred hero, 
 
 While heartfelt grief and love 
 Of the rich and poor of the nation 
 
 Are ringing his funeral knell, 
 And piling a monument for him 
 
 Higher than mortal can tell. 
 
 Boys 
 
 Quotations from Lowell's "Commemoration Ode." 
 
 Girls (two or more) 
 
 We sought in the poet's pages, 
 We sought in the orator's store, 
 And in the wise words of sages 
 For word or clause so grand 
 It should send his praises ringing 
 Loudly from land to land. 
 
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 We sought in vain for one able 
 To tell his greatness or fame 
 Till we found this one oft spoken 
 But glorious word — his name — 
 
 (Girls place name with dates of his birth and death 
 beneath his picture.) 
 
 Boy 
 
 What he said of Washington applies to himself. 
 
 School 
 
 Washington (Lincoln) is the mightiest name of earth — 
 long since mightiest in the cause of civil liberty; still 
 mightiest in moral reformation . On that name no eulogy 
 is expected. It cannot be. To add brightness to the sun 
 or glory to the name of Washington (Lincoln) is alike 
 impossible. Let none attempt it. In solemn awe pro- 
 nounce the name, and in its naked deathless splendor 
 leave it shining on. 
 
For Lincoln's Birthday 
 
 Arranged by Inez N. McFee 
 
 Hints on Decoration 
 
 Have a large portrait of Lincoln, draped with the na- 
 tional colors, placed in a prominent position. Use flags 
 for draping the walls. Tiny flags and rosettes of red, 
 white, and blue may be made by the small children for 
 busy work. Small pictures, descriptive of Lincoln's life, 
 may be arranged attractively. 
 
 Program 
 
 Song. Patriotic. 
 
 Quotations from Lincoln. 
 
 Recitation. "Lincoln." 
 
 Acrostic. "Lincoln." 
 
 Reading. "Little Blossom and President Lincoln." 
 
 Song. "Freedom's Martyred Chief" (Golden Glees). 
 
 Exercise. "Ten Dates in the Life of Lincoln." 
 
 Recitation. "When Lincoln Died." 
 
 Exercise. " Crowning Lincoln." 
 
 Anecdotes of Lincoln. 
 
 Reading. "Lincoln's Gettysburg Address." 
 
 Song. "America." 
 
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 Words of Lincoln 
 
 "Gold is good in its place; but living, patriotic men are 
 better than gold." 
 
 "God must like common people, or He would not have 
 made so many." 
 
 "This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people 
 who inhabit it." 
 
 "Let us have that faith that right makes might, and in 
 that faith let us, to the end, dare to do our duty as we 
 understand it." 
 
 "The reasonable man has long since agreed that intem- 
 perance is one of the greatest, if not the greatest, of all evils 
 among mankind." 
 
 "The purposes of the Almighty are perfect and must 
 prevail, though we erring mortals may fail to accurately 
 perceive them in advance." 
 
 "A nation may be said to consist of its territory, its 
 people, and its laws." 
 
 Lincoln 
 
 With life unsullied from his youth, 
 
 He meekly took the ruler's rod, 
 And, wielding it in love and truth, 
 
 He lived, the noblest work of God. 
 He knew no fierce, unbalanced zeal, 
 
 That spurns all human differings, 
 Nor craven fear that shuns the steel 
 
 That carves the way to better things. 
 
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 And in the night of blood and grief, 
 
 When horror rested on the ark, 
 His was the calm, undimmed belief 
 
 That felt God's presence in the dark; 
 Full well he knew each wandering star, 
 
 That once had decked the azure dome 
 Would tremble through the clouds of War, 
 
 And, like a prodigal, come home. 
 
 He perished ere the angel Peace 
 
 Had rolled war's curtains from the sky, 
 But he shall live when wars shall cease — 
 
 The good and great can never die; 
 For though his heart lies cold and still 
 
 We feel its beatings warm and grand, 
 And still his spirit pulses thrill 
 
 Through all the councils of the land. 
 
 Oh, for the hosts that sleep to-day, 
 
 Lulled by the sound of Southern waves; 
 The sun that lit them in the fray 
 
 Now warms the flowers upon their graves 
 Sweet flowers that speak like words of love 
 
 Between the forms of friend and foe, 
 Perchance their spirits meet above, 
 
 Who crossed their battle-blades below. 
 
 'Twas not in vain the deluge came, 
 
 And systems crumbled in the gloom, 
 And not in vain have sword and flame 
 
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 Robbed home and heart of life and bloom 
 
 The mourner's cross, the martyr's blood, 
 Shall crown the world with holier rights, 
 
 And slavery's storm, and slavery's flood 
 Leave Freedom's ark on loftier heights. 
 
 — James G. Clark 
 
 When Lincoln Died 
 
 When Lincoln died, a universal grief 
 Went round the earth. Men loved him in that hour, 
 The North her leader lost ; the South, her friend ; 
 The nation lost its saviour; and the slave 
 Lost his deliverer, the most of all. 
 O, there was sorrow 'mid the humble poor, 
 When Lincoln died. 
 
 When Lincoln died, a great soul passed from earth. 
 In him were strength and gentleness so mixed 
 That each upheld the other. He was firm; 
 And yet was kind, as tender as a child, 
 And yet as iron-willed as Hercules. 
 His power was almost limitless, and yet 
 His mercy was as boundless as his power. 
 And he was jovial, laughter- loving, still 
 His heart was ever torn with suffering, 
 There was divine compassion in the man; 
 A God-like love and pity for his race. 
 The world saw the full measure of that love, 
 When Lincoln died. 
 
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 When Lincoln died, a type was lost to men. 
 The earth has had her conquerors, and kings, 
 And many of the common great, through all, 
 She only had one Lincoln. There are none 
 Like him in all the annals of the past. 
 He was the growth of our new soil; the child 
 Of our new time; he was American; 
 Was of the people, from the lowest rank, 
 And yet he scaled with ease the highest height. 
 Mankind one of its few immortals lost, 
 When Lincoln died. 
 
 When Lincoln died, it seemed a Providence, . 
 
 For he appeared as one sent for a work, 
 
 Whom, when that work was done, God summoned 
 
 home. 
 He led a splendid fight for liberty; 
 And when the shackles fell, the land was saved, 
 He laid his armor by and sought his rest. 
 A glory sent from heaven, covered him, 
 
 When Lincoln died. — J. A. Edgerton 
 
 Ten Dates in the Life of Lincoln 
 
 (Each child carries a bright red card with dates oj tinsel 
 pasted upon them. Presents card to view as he recites) 
 
 1809 
 In eighteen hundred and nine, 
 
 One February morn, 
 In far-away Kentucky, 
 
 Abraham Lincoln was born. 
 
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 In eighteen hundred and twenty-eight, 
 
 The brave and active youth 
 Became a careful flatboatsman, 
 
 And pursued this trade with truth. 
 
 1831 
 
 In eighteen hundred and thirty-one, 
 As a clerk in a country store, 
 
 He earned the name of " Honest Abe," 
 Which clung to him evermore. 
 
 1832 
 
 In eighteen hundred thirty-two, 
 
 He joined as volunteer, 
 And as captain in the Black Hawk War, 
 
 He was loyal and knew no fear. 
 
 1834 
 In eighteen hundred thirty-four, 
 
 He walked one hundred miles 
 To take his legislative seat — 
 
 We read his triumphs with smiles. 
 
 1842 
 
 In eighteen hundred forty-two, 
 
 This true son of the sod, 
 Won for his own a lady fair — 
 
 Miss Mary Todd. 
 
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 In eighteen hundred fifty-eight, 
 
 In memorable debate, 
 The " Little Giant" was defeated, 
 
 So histories relate. 
 
 1861 
 
 In eighteen hundred sixty-one, 
 His country needed his care 
 
 And called her trusted friend to fill 
 The Presidential chair. 
 
 1862 
 
 In eighteen hundred sixty-two, 
 Mr. Lincoln freed the slaves, 
 
 And won for himself a crown of glory 
 Which monuments his grave. 
 
 1865 
 
 In eighteen hundred sixty-five, 
 
 Amidst the nation's grief, 
 Our martyr President was laid to rest 
 
 His great joy was brief. 
 
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 Crowning Lincoln 
 
 (Four pupils march in, singing the j allowing words to air 
 "America") 
 
 We march with hearts so true, 
 Our tributes to renew 
 
 To heroes dear; 
 Their lives we emulate, 
 We crown them good and great. 
 Each year we celebrate 
 
 Their lives so dear. 
 
 (A pupil, with a wreath oj evergreens, steps forward to the 
 picture oj Lincoln) 
 
 O, Lincoln! Great, and wise and good, 
 
 Our gratitude to thee is due; 
 A man beloved and understood, 
 
 So just, so loyal, and so true! 
 
 Struggling, striving, pushing onward, 
 Ever doing what seemed best ; 
 
 Guiding, guarding, planning union, 
 Peace, and love, and rest. 
 
 So now our Lincoln I would crown, 
 
 With evergreens so fair; 
 And may his name forever live, 
 
 Our love for him declare. 
 
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 All (with school )repeat 
 
 And ever anew our hearts shall love 
 His glorious deeds, his life, his name; 
 
 And ever anew our voices sing, 
 In loyal praise, our hero's fame. 
 
 — Selected 
 
 Lincoln's Gettysburg Address 
 
 Fourscore and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth 
 upon this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty, and 
 dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. 
 Now, we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether 
 that nation — or any nation so conceived and so established 
 — can long endure. 
 
 We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We are 
 met to dedicate a portion of it as the final resting-place of 
 those who have given their lives that the nation might live. 
 It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. 
 
 But in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot con- 
 secrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, 
 living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it 
 far above our power to add to or to detract. The world 
 will very little note nor long remember what we say here; 
 but it can never forget what they did here. 
 
 It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated, here, to the 
 unfinished work that they have thus far so nobly carried on. 
 It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task 
 remaining before us; that from those honored dead we take 
 increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave 
 
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 the last full measure of devotion; that we here highly 
 resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; that 
 the nation shall, under God, have a new birth of freedom, 
 and that government of the people, by the people, for the 
 people, shall not perish from the earth. 
 
 Little Blossom and President Lincoln 
 
 "Well, my little child," he said, in his pleasant, cheerful 
 tone, "what do you want so bright and early in the morn- 
 ing?" 
 
 " Bennie's life, please, sir, " faltered Blossom. 
 
 "Bennie? WhoisBennie?" 
 
 ' ' My brother, sir. They are going to shoot him for sleep- 
 ing at his post." 
 
 "Oh, yes;" and Mr. Lincoln ran his eye over the papers 
 before him. "I remember. It was a fatal sleep. You 
 see, child, it was a time of special danger. Thousands of 
 lives might have been lost for his culpable negligence." 
 
 "So my father said," replied Blossom, gravely; "but 
 poor Bennie was so tired, and Jemmie so weak. He did 
 the work of two, sir, and it was Jemmie's night, not his; 
 but Jemmie was too tired, and Bennie never thought about 
 himself, that he was tired, too." 
 
 "What is this you say, child? Come here; I do not 
 understand," and the kind man caught eagerly, as ever, at 
 what seemed to be a justification of an offense. 
 
 Blossom went to him; he put his hand tenderly on her 
 shoulder, and turned up the pale, anxious face toward his. 
 How tall he seemed! and he was President of the United 
 
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 States, too. But Blossom told her simple and straightfor- 
 ward story, and handed Mr. Lincoln Bennie's letter to read. 
 
 He read it carefully; then, taking up his pen, wrote a 
 few hasty lines, and rang his bell. 
 
 Blossom heard this order given: "Send this dispatch 
 at once." 
 
 The President then turned to the girl, and said, "Go 
 home, my child, and tell that father of yours, who could 
 approve his country's sentence, even when it took the life 
 of a child like that, that Abraham Lincoln thinks the life far 
 too precious to be lost. Go back, or — wait until to-mor- 
 row; Bennie will need a change after he has so bravely 
 faced death ; he shall go with you." 
 
 "God bless you, sir," said Blossom; and who shall doubt 
 that God heard and registered the request ? 
 
 Two days after this interview the young soldier came to 
 the White House with his little sister. He was called into 
 the President's private room, and a strap fastened upon his 
 shoulder. Mr. Lincoln then said, "The soldier that could 
 carry a sick comrade's baggage, and die for the act so 
 uncomplainingly, deserves well of his country." Then 
 Bennie and Blossom took their way to their Green Moun- 
 tain home. A crowd gathered at the Mill depot to welcome 
 them back; and as Farmer Owen's hand grasped that of 
 his boy, tears flowed down his cheeks, and he was heard to 
 say fervently, "The Lord be praised I" 
 
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 Lincoln 
 
 (Acrostic) 
 
 Lincoln was the nation's defender. 
 
 I have often heard him called the Saviour of his Country. 
 
 iVext to Washington, the father of our country, stands 
 
 Lincoln, our martyr President. 
 Come and listen to the stories we have to tell 
 Of his honest, patient, unselfish devotion to his country. 
 Lincoln stands out on the pages of his country's history 
 
 grand, unique, and peculiar. 
 Never will the nation forget how he preserved the union. 
 
 All (each one names his letter, then all pronounce) 
 
 Lincoln 
 
 We love to speak thy name 
 And thy great deeds proclaim 
 
 By valor won. 
 We love to gather here 
 To hold thy memory dear, 
 Thy glorious name revere, 
 
 Abraham Lincoln. 
 
Abraham Lincoln 
 
 M. Lizzie Stanley 
 
 (If convenient procure a large picture of Lincoln and 
 drape around it the United States flag. Beneath it place 
 the date of his birth, February 12, 1809. A stencil portrait 
 for reproduction on the blackboard may be obtained of the 
 Educational Publishing Company, Boston. Price, 5 cents.) 
 
 Voice 
 
 Who guided our noble ship of State 
 Through crimson seas of strife? 
 
 Who saved it from the rocks of fate, 
 And waves that sought its life ? 
 
 Who stood so nobly at the helm 
 Through voyage four years long? 
 
 When dangers threatened to o'erwhelm, 
 Who kept his courage strong? 
 
 And when our gallant ship of State 
 
 Into safe harbor sailed, 
 What name in all the land was great, 
 
 With joyous honors hailed ? 
 
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 All 
 
 We know the name. We know it well. 
 With gratitude our hearts now swell, 
 As Abraham Lincoln's name we tell. 
 
 (Enter one o\ the older boys, dressed as an elderly man, 
 with hat and wig, and long coat or cloak. Inside the door 
 he stops and speaks) 
 
 Old gentleman 
 
 Dear boys and girls, I'm growing old, 
 
 Perchance you'll think I'm over-bold, 
 
 But as I passed along the way, 
 
 I heard young voices "Lincoln" say. 
 
 That name ! It took me down the years, 
 
 And to mine eyes it brought the tears, 
 
 For I knew Lincoln, knew his life 
 
 All through that four years' bloody strife, 
 
 And many things my lips could tell, 
 
 Which would his praises only swell, 
 
 But I have interrupted you, I fear, 
 
 And I would fain your youthful voices hear. 
 
 I'll take a seat and list to you, 
 
 And add a word when you get through. 
 
 Voice 
 
 A wreath to Lincoln's memory let us twine, 
 
 A wreath of words — and each must bring a line. 
 
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 First scholar 
 
 I'll bring this thought — a self-made man was he. 
 For him that forms a strong and earnest plea. 
 
 Second scholar 
 
 Could old Kentucky's pines but find a tongue, 
 They'd tell how very poor he was when young. 
 
 Third scholar 
 
 O boys, just think, and thinking drop a tear! 
 His schooling all amounted to one year. 
 
 Fourth scholar 
 
 His books were few, but those he read 
 Till pages off by heart he said. 
 
 Fifth scholar 
 
 He entered every open door, 
 
 First worked a farm, then tended store. 
 
 Sixth scholar 
 
 A flat-boat with its freighted store 
 
 He sailed adown the river to the shore. 
 
 Seventh scholar 
 
 Of "Honest Abe" he earned the name, 
 And justly could the title claim. 
 
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 Eighth scholar 
 
 The temperance cause he made his own, 
 And stood for temperance, though alone. 
 
 Ninth scholar 
 
 A lawyer's life at length chose he, 
 And mastered argument and plea. 
 
 Tenth scholar 
 
 While legal matters he was weighing, 
 He paid his way by land surveying. 
 
 Eleventh scholar 
 
 The fourth of March in eighteen sixty -one, 
 His term as President he then begun. 
 
 Tweljth scholar 
 
 From backwoods to the White House chair! 
 What contrast doth one short life bear! 
 
 Thirteenth scholar 
 
 He scarce had taken there his seat, 
 Ere drum of war began to beat. 
 
 Fourteenth scholar 
 
 All through that four years' civil war, 
 He lived and worked his country for. 
 
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 Fifteenth scholar 
 
 Whate'er the faults in his life-plan, 
 He was a truly great, good man. 
 
 Sixteenth scholar 
 
 In heart and aim with all his people one, 
 He loved them as a father might have done. 
 
 Seventeenth scholar 
 
 Great-hearted, patient, honest soul! 
 Thy name shall live while centuries roll. 
 
 Old gentleman (rises and speaks) 
 
 Just here let me a story tell 
 Of Lincoln, whom I knew so well, 
 'Twill serve perchance to set apart 
 The memory of that tender heart. 
 
 The Story 
 
 'Twas in the war-time's early days, 
 When eyes looked forth with anxious gaze, 
 A young lad had been doomed to die, 
 And would'st thou know the reason why? 
 
 He had been placed as sentinel, 
 And at his post asleep he fell, 
 And for that closing of his eyes, 
 Before him dreamless slumber lies. 
 
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 The President read the sentence through, 
 And murmured "The act I cannot do. 
 Brought up on a farm, at work late kept. 
 Poor boy! No wonder that he slept." 
 
 And o'er the paper he drew his pen, 
 And signed his pardon there and then. 
 Great-hearted man! Shall I unfold 
 What later on the sequel told ? 
 
 At Fredericksburg, among the slain, 
 A lad beyond all mortal pain. 
 Was lying by himself apart 
 A picture next his youthful heart. 
 
 Twas Lincoln's picture that he wore, 
 And just beneath these words it bore — 
 "God bless Abraham Lincoln." Thus he showed 
 The debt of love to him he owed. 
 
 Eighteenth scholar 
 
 On January first of eighteen sixty-three, 
 Four million slaves by him were then set free. 
 
 Nineteenth scholar 
 
 He was the black man's truest friend, 
 And they will love him to the end. 
 
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 Twentieth scholar 
 
 Four years of service, another begun, 
 
 And peace for the Union at length was won. 
 
 Twenty-first scholar 
 
 The song of peace doth scarce begin to swell, 
 When 'neath assassin's hand our Lincoln fell. 
 
 Twenty-second scholar 
 
 And then was mourning deep, wide-spread, 
 For that great heart a lying dead. 
 
 Twenty-third scholar 
 
 All through the North the sad bells tolled, 
 And over the land a sadness rolled. 
 
 Twenty-fourth scholar 
 
 They bore him back to his native soil, 
 The President, born a son of toil. 
 
 All 
 
 O'er Lincoln's name there hangs a glory, 
 Born not of song, and not of glory, 
 But in his simple, honest worth 
 His greatness had its only birth. 
 
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 Old gentleman {speaks) 
 
 Children, one word and then I'll go my way, 
 I've much enjoyed this time with you to-day. 
 This lesson learn from Lincoln all — 
 You may be in the world's eyes small, 
 But follow truth and follow right, 
 And you may mount to any height. 
 Some one of you may President be one day, 
 Within the time that seems so far away — 
 As I go forth I fain would hear 
 The name of Lincoln in mine ear. 
 
 (Passes out) 
 
 All 
 
 Lincoln 1 We love the household name. 
 Thou'rt lost to earth, but not to fame. 
 And now for our Union grand and free, 
 Let us give cheers one, two, and three — 
 Hurrah! Hurrah!! Hurrah!!! 
 
An Afternoon with Lincoln 
 
 (This exercise will require little preparation save cutting 
 out these selections and pasting them on cards, so that the 
 children to whom they are assigned may read them over 
 beforehand.) 
 
 A Girl 
 
 Reads a description of Lincoln's birthplace from any 
 history available. 
 
 A Large Boy (reads the following from Webster) 
 
 A man who is not ashamed of himself need not be 
 ashamed of his early condition. It did not happen to me 
 to be born in a log-cabin, but my elder brothers and sisters 
 were born in a log-cabin, raised amid the snowdrifts of 
 New Hampshire, at a period so early that, when the smoke 
 rose from its rude chimney and curled over the frozen 
 hills, there was no similar evidence of a white man's 
 habitation between it and the settlements on the rivers 
 of Canada. Its remains still exist. I make to it an an- 
 nual visit. I carry my children to it, to teach them the 
 hardships endured by the generations that have gone 
 before them. I mourn to think that none of those who 
 inhabited it are now among the living; and if ever I am 
 ashamed of it or if I ever fail in affectionate veneration 
 for him who reared it, and defended it against savage 
 
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 violence and destruction, cherished all the domestic 
 virtues beneath its roof, and . . . shrank from 
 no danger, no toil, no sacrifice, to serve his country, and 
 to raise his children to a condition better than his own, 
 may my name and the name of my posterity be blotted 
 forever from the memory of mankind. 
 
 (A child who can draw sketches rapidly a picture o) 
 Lincoln's birthplace on the board, while the foregoing 
 is being read.) 
 
 A Girl 
 
 Here is a story that illustrates one of these virtues. 
 When he was practising law, one of his clients wanted 
 him to win an unjust case for him. "Yes," said Lin- 
 coln, "there is no reasonable doubt but I can gain your 
 case for you. I can set a whole neighborhood at logger- 
 heads; I can distress a widowed mother and her six 
 fatherless children, and thereby gain for you six hundred 
 dollars, which rightfully belongs, it appears to me, as 
 much to them as it does to you. I shall not take your 
 case, but I will give you a little advice for nothing. You 
 seem a sprightly, energetic man ; I would advise you to 
 try your hand at making six hundred dollars in some 
 other way." 
 
 A Boy 
 
 His advice to all young men was, "Resolve to be honest 
 at all events; and if, in your own judgment, you cannot be 
 an honest lawyer, resolve to be honest without being a 
 lawyer." 
 
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 A Boy 
 
 The children ought to love Lincoln, for he was always 
 their friend. One day, when Lincoln was President, a 
 little boy slipped into his office unseen by the doorkeeper. 
 Every one was astonished at finding him there, but he 
 explained that he had come a long way from the country, 
 hoping to get a place as a page in the House of Representa- 
 tives. The little fellow was so earnest about it that 
 Lincoln could not resist his pleading face, and paused 
 in his own business long enough to write to the door- 
 keeper of the House: "If Captain Goodnow can give 
 this good little boy a place, he will oblige A. Lincoln." 
 
 A Girl 
 
 It was a little girl who first persuaded Lincoln to wear 
 a beard. She admired him very much, but she made up 
 her mind that he would look better with a beard, and so, 
 being a very little girl, she wrote and told him so. This 
 was Lincoln's reply: 
 
 "My Dear Little Miss: 
 
 Your very agreeable letter of the fifteenth is received. I 
 regret the necessity of saying I have no daughter. I have 
 three sons, one seventeen, one nine, and one seven years 
 of age. They, with their mother, constitute my whole 
 family. As to the whiskers, never having worn any, do 
 you not think people would call it a silly piece of affecta- 
 tion if I were to begin now ? 
 
 Your sincere well-wisher, 
 
 A. Lincoln" 
 
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 Another Girl 
 
 But he did take her advice all the same, and once, 
 when his train stopped at the town where she lived, he 
 asked for her in the crowd, and when she reached the 
 train, he stepped from his car to kiss her and show her 
 how becoming his new beard was. 
 
 A Boy 
 
 Nobody knows better how to talk to boys than did 
 Lincoln. This is what he said to one of them: 
 
 "The advice of a father to his son, 'Beware of entrance 
 to a quarrel, but, being in, bear it, that the opposed may 
 beware of thee,' is good, but not the best. Quarrel not 
 at all. No man resolved to make the most of himself 
 can spare time for personal contention. Still less can he 
 afford to take all the consequences, including the vitiating 
 of his temper and the loss of self-control. Yield larger 
 things to which you can show no more than equal right; 
 and yield lesser ones, though clearly your own. Better 
 give your path to a dog than be bitten by him in contest- 
 ing for the right. Even killing the dog would not cure 
 the bite." 
 
 (A Girl reads the account oj the assassination oj Lincoln 
 from a history.) 
 
 A Boy 
 
 Emerson says, "He is the true history of the American 
 people in his time. Step by step he walked before them; 
 slow with their slowness, quickening his march by theirs; 
 
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 the true representative of this continent; an entirely 
 public man ; the father of his country ; the pulse of twenty 
 millions throbbing in his heart." 
 
 {Three Girls recite "My Captain' 1 ) 
 
 O Captain, my Captain, our fearful trip is done, 
 
 The ship has weathered every rock, the prize we sought is 
 
 won, 
 The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, 
 While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and 
 
 daring, 
 But, O Heart! Heart! Heart! O, the bleeding drops of 
 
 red, 
 Where on the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead. 
 
 O Captain, my Captain, rise up and hear the bells, 
 
 Rise up, for you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills, 
 
 For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths — for you the 
 
 shores a-crowding, 
 For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager fancies 
 
 turning, 
 Here, Captain, dear father, this arm beneath your head, 
 It is some dream that on the deck, you've fallen cold and 
 
 dead. 
 
 My Captain does not answer — his lips are pale and still, 
 My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, 
 My ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed 
 and done, 
 
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 From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object 
 
 won. 
 Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells, but I, with mournful 
 
 tread , 
 Walk the deck my Captain lies, fallen cold and dead. 
 
 — Walt Whitman 
 
 A Boy recites 
 
 When we come to look back into the past let us be 
 generous as we look to the men, but let us never allow that 
 doctrine — "it is all the same a hundred years hence" — 
 to be believed in. It is not the same a hundred years 
 hence It is well for us that the Union was founded as 
 it was founded by Washington; it is well for us that it 
 was saved as it was saved by Lincoln and his great com- 
 manders. And as we think of this nation brought into 
 being with much travail, saved through the expenditure 
 of much precious blood, let us gird up our loins and re- 
 solve that we will dedicate ourselves to the preserva- 
 tion of the country which has cost us so much. The 
 country that so many men have died for, is the country 
 that all men may live for and may serve. 
 
 — Henry Cabot Lodge 
 
 School sings "America" 
 
A Lincoln Exercise 
 
 Antoinette L. Canfield 
 
 (If a teacher enters into the spirit of the exercise she 
 can make these simple biographical facts form a pro- 
 gram of as much interest and of exceedingly more value 
 than an elaborately prepared program, requiring many 
 rehearsals upon so-called "poetry" for Lincoln's birth- 
 day. In this exercise every child has some part and the 
 valuable story of Lincoln's life will be remembered much 
 longer than in a case where the teacher simply tells the 
 story. This serves as a script reading lesson and will be 
 of interest because of its novelty. These paragraphs 
 are to be copied on separate slips, and one given each 
 pupil — assigning the longest to your most careful and 
 distinct readers. A moment should be given for each to 
 read silently his paragraph. Any word not known may 
 be spelled by the pupil, for the teacher to write upon the 
 board, and as a class exercise, or individually sounded 
 or pronounced. This list will comprise the word drill for 
 the day. The children reading the stories might stand 
 before the class while the short paragraphs may be read 
 by pupils standing beside their seats. This exercise, 
 followed by the Salute to the Flag, and the singing of 
 "America" will occupy about a half hour. It is suitable 
 
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 for a second or third grade. The value of the exercise 
 might be tested on the following day by devoting the 
 language period to an oral review of the same.) 
 
 First Child ' ?£J 
 
 Abraham Lincoln was born one hundred years ago. 
 His birthday was February 12, 1809. 
 
 Second Child 
 Lincoln was born in a little log-house in the woods. 
 
 Third Child 
 
 Bear skins were hung across the doors and windows 
 to keep out the cold. 
 
 Fourth Child 
 
 Little Abraham used to lie on his bed at night and 
 look out between the logs at the stars. 
 
 Fifth Child 
 
 He slept on a bag of leaves on the floor. There was 
 no upstairs to his house. 
 
 Sixth Child 
 
 They didn't have much to eat. Sometimes they had 
 to shoot biros and animals for food. 
 
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 Seventh Child 
 
 There were no stores where Lincoln lived so his mother 
 had to make his clothes. 
 
 Eighth Child 
 
 Once she made him a little suit out of the skin of a bear. 
 He had a funny little coon-skin cap with the tail hanging 
 down behind. 
 
 Ninth Child 
 
 He never wore stockings. Once his mother made him 
 some leggings of deer-skin and some slippers of bear-skin. 
 
 Tenth Child 
 
 They were very poor people. His father could not 
 read or write. His mother liked to read and used to teach 
 Abraham. 
 
 Eleventh Child 
 
 Lincoln had a good mother. He loved her, and was 
 always good to her. This is what his mother said about 
 him. "Abraham was a good boy. He never gave me 
 any trouble. He never said an unkind word to me. He 
 always tried to help me." 
 
 Twelfth Child 
 
 When Abraham was five years old he went to school. 
 He had to walk two miles to school. 
 
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 Thirteenth Child 
 
 His teacher said, "Abe was a good boy. He liked 
 to study, and learned his lessons quickly." 
 
 Fourteenth Child 
 
 He had no pencils or paper. Sometimes he did his 
 number work on a shovel with a piece of burnt wood for a 
 pencil. 
 
 Fifteenth Child 
 
 He went to school just one year. Then he had to go 
 to work and help his father. 
 
 Sixteenth Child 
 
 Once two men asked Abraham to row them across 
 a river. They paid him two silver half dollars. This was 
 the first money he had ever earned. Abraham was so 
 happy that he almost cried. He felt as rich as a king. 
 
 Seventeenth Child 
 
 In the evening when his work was done he would 
 study. 
 
 Eighteenth Child 
 
 They had no lamps. Abraham used to sit by the 
 fireplace in the evening, and study by the light from the 
 fire. 
 
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 Nineteenth Child 
 
 They had only three books in the whole house. He 
 read these over and over again. 
 
 Twentieth Child 
 
 Once a man let Abraham take a book about Washing- 
 ton. He read it night and day, and took it to bed with 
 him. When he went to sleep he would put it in between 
 the logs. One night there was a hard snowstorm. The 
 snow came in between the logs and spoiled the book. 
 Poor little Abraham almost cried. What would the man 
 say, and how could he ever pay for the book! He took 
 the book back to the man and showed it to him. Then 
 he told what had happened. The man knew by the boy's 
 honest eyes that he was telling the truth. "What can I 
 do to pay for the book?" asked the boy. "Will you 
 work to pay for it?" said the man. " Yes, I will do any- 
 thing," answered Abraham. "Well, you may draw 
 corn for me for three days," the man said; "then you 
 may have the book." This was the first book Abraham 
 Lincoln ever bought. 
 
 Twenty-first Child 
 
 Abraham Lincoln was a very strong boy. He liked 
 to run and jump like other boys. 
 
 Twenty-second Child 
 
 Abraham liked to wrestle with the other boys, but 
 he always played fair. 
 
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 Twenty-third Child 
 
 He liked to tell funny stories, and everyone liked to 
 hear his stories. 
 
 Twenty- jourth Child 
 
 When Lincoln was a young boy his playmates used 
 to like to hear him make speeches. He made very good 
 speeches, and the boys would cheer him, and wave their 
 hats. Once, one of the boys picked up a turtle, swung 
 it around his head again and again, and then let it drop 
 at Lincoln's feet. The poor turtle was badly hurt and 
 his shell was broken. It could hardly move. When 
 Lincoln saw it he was very angry, and said, "Who did 
 that? The boy who did that is a coward!" Everyone 
 knew Lincoln was right, and the boy who did it was very 
 much ashamed. 
 
 Twenty-fifth Child 
 
 He always worked very hard. He wanted to become 
 a great man. 
 
 Twenty-sixth Child 
 
 Abraham Lincoln was always honest. People called 
 him "Honest Abe." 
 
 Twenty-seventh Child 
 
 When Abraham Lincoln was a young man he worked 
 in a store. Once a poor woman came to buy something. 
 
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 Lincoln made a mistake and asked her six cents too much. 
 That evening, after the store was closed, he walked three 
 miles in the rain to tell the woman about his mistake and to 
 give back to her the six cents. 
 
 Twenty -eighth Child 
 
 Lincoln was always kind. Once he was out riding 
 all dressed up in his best clothes. He thought he wouldn't 
 spoil his clothes helping some pigs, so he drove on. But he 
 couldn't help thinking about them. By and by he went 
 back and pulled all the little pigs out of the mud. "I 
 spoiled my new clothes," he said, "but I took a big 
 pain out of my heart. " 
 
 Twenty-ninth Child 
 
 Abraham Lincoln was for many years a lawyer. He 
 was very wise and fair and when people got into trouble, 
 they would go to him for help. 
 
 Thirtieth Child 
 
 He was always glad to help anyone, but he would 
 never tell or act what was not true or take any money 
 to help a man who had done wrong. 
 
 Thirty- first Child 
 
 All over the country people heard what a great man 
 Lincoln was. 
 
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 Thirty-second Child 
 
 Our country was in trouble. People wanted a wise 
 and brave man for president. 
 
 Thirty-third Child 
 
 They said, "Lincoln will make us a good president, 
 and help our country just as George Washington did." 
 
 Thirty-Fourth Child 
 
 So they chose Lincoln and he went to live in the beau- 
 tiful White House in Washington. 
 
 Thirty-fifth Child • 
 
 He lived in the same house where President Roosevelt 
 lives now. 
 
 Thirty-sixth Child 
 
 Very soon there was a dreadful war and hundreds of 
 men gave up their lives. 
 
 Thirty- seventh Child 
 
 A great many of the soldiers were buried at Gettys- 
 burg where there had been a terrible battle. President 
 Lincoln once made a wonderful speech at this cemetery. 
 Many people think it was the best speech that he ever 
 made. Since then it has been read and spoken by thou- 
 sands of men and boys all over this country. 
 
Thirty-eighth Child 
 
 Lincoln helped to stop the dreadful war. He loved 
 every part of the country. 
 
 Thirty-ninth Child 
 
 People said, "Let us have Abraham Lincoln for our 
 President again." 
 
 Fortieth Child 
 
 One day a wicked man shot and killed him. 
 
 Forty-first Child 
 
 The whole country was very sad. Everyone had lost 
 a good friend. 
 
 Forty-second Child 
 
 We always like to keep Lincoln's birthday, because 
 he did so much for our country. 
 
 Forty-third Child 
 
 Abraham Lincoln was a hero. He was never afraid 
 to do right. 
 
Our Colors 
 
 A Patriotic Exercise 
 
 Alice E. Allen 
 
 (Girls of three sizes are chosen for this exercise. They 
 march on stage, forming three rows, tallest ones across 
 back of stage, shorter ones next, and tiny ones in front. 
 Those in back row hold in left hand, at side, a plain red 
 flag; those in next row, white flags; those in front, blue 
 flags. All carry in right hands, concealed behind backs, 
 American flags. A large American flag should be taste- 
 fully draped just above them. Children may be prettily 
 costumed in red, white, and blue, if desired. As they 
 march to stage and take places, they and whole school 
 sing: Opening Chorus, "Star Spangled Banner.") 
 
 Selected Child (standing in front oj others) recites: 
 
 I know a happy color, 
 
 It flashes in the flame, 
 It burns in summer sunsets — 
 
 Tell me, what is its name? 
 
 Children, who hold red flags, raise them above lejt shoul- 
 der and back oj head. Hold. (These motions with flags 
 must be done simultaneously throughout the exercise.) 
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 Child 
 
 Another dainty color 
 
 Is winter's own, I'm sure, 
 Her snowflake fairies wear it, 
 
 So spotless and so pure. 
 
 Children, who hold white flags, raise them, letting arm 
 curve prettily above head, thus bringing flag a little to 
 right. Hold. 
 
 Child 
 
 One more dear little color 
 
 Its home is in the skies, 
 It sparkles from the ocean, 
 
 It shines from children's eyes. 
 
 Children who hold blue flags, raise them, letting them 
 rest diagonally across breast. Hold. 
 
 Child 
 
 These three brave little colors — 
 
 The Red, the White, the Blue — 
 Are made into a Banner, 
 
 What is it ? Tell me true. 
 
 All children on stage drop left hands to sides, raise flags, 
 waving them slowly, looking up at them, sing : 
 
 "'Tis the Star Spangled Banner, 
 Oh, long may it wave 
 O'er the land of the Free, 
 And the home of the Brave!" 
 
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 All march toward jront oj stage, raise flags directly in 
 front of, and above, head; recite: 
 
 Beautiful Colors! May all read your story, 
 
 Honor his memory, honor this morn! 
 
 (Wave flags slowly) 
 Float on forever in bright starry glory 
 
 Over the land where brave Lincoln was born: 
 
 All children on stage and in seats each waving flag; sing 
 joyously: 
 
 And the Star Spangled Banner 
 In triumph shall wave, etc. 
 
Our Flag 
 
 A Song for Lincoln's Birthday 
 Alice E. Allen 
 
 (Music: "Star Spangled Banner") 
 
 O'er wide western fields, rich with wheat and with corn, 
 O'er broad, northern lakes, where the cold winds are 
 blowing 
 O'er far eastern shores bright with tints of the morn, 
 
 O'er glad southern states where the sunlight is glowing, 
 There shines one fair Flag 
 
 With colors so warm, 
 In bright starry splendor, 
 Through sunshine and storm! 
 
 Chorus 
 
 'Tis the Star Spangled Banner, oh, long may it wave 
 O'er the Land of the free, and the Home of the brave. 
 
 Its stripes, white and red, floated out brave and bold 
 O'er Washington's troops, known to song and to story, 
 
 Its beautiful stars Lincoln's memory hold, 
 It led " Boys in blue" on to fame and to glory. 
 
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 And so our proud Flag, 
 
 With its Red, White and Blue, 
 
 Is the symbol forever 
 Of hearts that are true. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 Oh, Flag of our Country, so fearless and free, 
 
 You shine, this glad day, for a nation all glorious, 
 Your bright folds unfurled o'er the Isles of the sea 
 Again tell the world that right is victorious. 
 Our praises we give 
 
 To the heroes we love, 
 And to Him, whom they honored — 
 Our Father above. 
 
 Chorus 
 And the Star Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave, etc. 
 
Lincoln's Story 
 
 Susie L. Fitz 
 
 (By five little girls) 
 
 First Girl 
 
 When Lincoln was a little boy, 
 
 He was very, very poor, 
 His home, a rude hut made of logs 
 
 With no window nor no door. 
 
 Second Girl 
 
 Beside the open fireplace, 
 In winter evenings cold, 
 
 He worked out his arithmetic 
 On a shovel with charcoal. 
 
 Third Girl 
 
 He studied all the time he could, 
 His books were old and few, 
 
 He read them all so many times 
 
 He knew them through and through. 
 
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 Fourth Girl 
 
 Kind to the aged and the poor 
 
 A cheerful word for all, 
 He learned to be both wise and good; 
 
 Loved by the children small. 
 
 Fifth Girl 
 
 When people saw him, wise and kind, 
 Honest and good and true — 
 
 And made our Lincoln president — 
 He ever right did do. 
 
A Lincoln Drill 
 
 Susie L. Fitz 
 
 (This drill is for seven small boys, each carrying shovels 
 made from white cardboard, with the dates 1809 and 1865 
 on one side; on the other side large letters, one on each 
 blade, to spell — Lincoln. The shovels are held with 
 dates to the audience until the last movement. Music 
 march. Eight counts to each movement. 
 
 1 Hold shovel in both hands down at arms length 
 front. 
 
 2 Lower blade to floor retaining hold of handle. 
 
 3 Motion as though throwing earth. 
 
 4 Bring blade up to left hand and hold it out from 
 chest. 
 
 5 Bring right hand slowly over forehead as though 
 thinking, still holding shovel in left hand. 
 
 6 Motion with right hand on shovel as though doing 
 arithmetic. 
 
 7 Turn shovel so as to spell LINCOLN, holding 
 both hands on handle, the blade in front of chest. 
 
 8 Place shovel on right shoulder, still holding it in 
 both hands. March off stage. 
 
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What Makes Great Men 
 
 Alice E. Allen 
 
 (For seven tiny boys) 
 
 {Each carries big letter — L-I-N-C-O-L-N. These letters 
 are held behind the back, until the word in which it is found is 
 named, then it is held out. Each boy recites line arranged 
 for his letter.) 
 
 I help to make Loyalty, 
 
 Kindness holds me, 
 Unselfishness needs me, 
 I'm in courage, you see. 
 
 When honesty's mentioned, 
 I'm always around, 
 There's no /ove without me, 
 With patience, I'm found. 
 
 All (holding letters high) 
 
 These seven little letters 
 
 Make Lincoln, and just so, 
 These seven little virtues 
 
 Made the great man, you know. 
 Perhaps if now we learn them, 
 
 To great men we will grow, 
 We seven little fellows — 
 
 A-standing in a row. 
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