The commemoration of any one great event in the life of Washington and of the United States is well, but it is nothing compared with the incessant memorial of him which the schools and colleges of the country maintain from generation to generation.  What a reward is Washington’s!  What an influence is his and will be!  One mind and will transfused by sympathetic instruction into millions; one life pattern for all public men, teaching what greatness is and what the pathway to undying fame!

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CROWN OUR WASHINGTON

BY HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH

  Arise! ’tis the day of our Washington’s glory;
    The garlands uplift for our liberties won. 
  Oh sing in your gladness his echoing story,
    Whose sword swept for freedom the fields of the sun! 
        Not with gold, nor with gems,
        But with evergreens vernal,
  And the banners of stars that the continent span,
  Crown, crown we the chief of the heroes eternal,
  Who lifted his sword for the birthright of man!

  He gave us a nation to make it immortal;
    He laid down for Freedom the sword that he drew,
  And his faith leads us on through the uplifting portal
    Of the glories of peace and our destinies new. 
        Not with gold, nor with gems,
        But with evergreens vernal,
  And the flags that the nations of liberty span,
  Crown, crown him the chief of the heroes eternal,
  Who laid down his sword for the birthright of man!

  Lead, Face of the Future, serene in thy beauty,
    Till o’er the dead heroes the peace star shall gleam,
  Till Right shall be Might in the counsels of duty,
    And the service of man be life’s glory supreme. 
        Not with gold, nor with gems,
        But with evergreens vernal,
  And the flags that the nations in brotherhood span,
  Crown, crown we the chief of the heroes eternal,
  Whose honor was gained by his service to man!

  O Spirit of Liberty, sweet are thy numbers! 
    The winds to thy banners their tribute shall bring
  While rolls the Potomac where Washington slumbers,
    And his natal day comes with the angels of spring. 
        We follow thy counsels,
        O hero eternal! 
  To highest achievement thy school leads the van,
  And, crowning thy brow with the evergreen vernal,
  We pledge thee our all to the service of man!

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WASHINGTON-MONTH[7]

BY WILL CARLETON

  February—­February—­
  How your moods and actions vary
    Or to seek or shun! 
  Now a smile of sunlight lifting,
  Now in chilly snowflakes drifting;
  Now with icy shuttles creeping
    Silver webs are spun. 
  Now, with leaden torrents leaping,