His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never beat retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat;
Oh! be swift, my soul, to answer him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
--Julia Ward Howe.


THE FLAG-BEARER

In no war since the close of the great Napoleonic struggles has
the fighting been so obstinate and bloody as in the Civil War.
Much has been said in song and story of the resolute courage of
the Guards at Inkerman, of the charge of the Light Brigade, and
of the terrible fighting and loss of the German armies at Mars La
Tour and Gravelotte. The praise bestowed, upon the British and
Germans for their valor, and for the loss that proved their
valor, was well deserved; but there were over one hundred and
twenty regiments, Union and Confederate, each of which, in some
one battle of the Civil War, suffered a greater loss than any
English regiment at Inkerman or at any other battle in the
Crimea, a greater loss than was suffered by any German regiment
at Gravelotte or at any other battle of the Franco-Prussian war.
No European regiment in any recent struggle has suffered such