MAKE room for the thousands on thou-

sands returning

    From the lowly pathway of darkness!
Our hearts with accents of kindness are

yearning;

    Unfurl your proud banner and wel-

come them in!
 

From the isles of the ocean, the plains and

the dells,

    Thousands on thousands are watching the

stream;

The fond mother's heart in gratitude swells^__
    Oh! say, shall we wake and find this a

dream?
 

O'er cities and towns, o'er valleys' and

mountains,

    May the flag of temperance o'er all be

unfurled!

It bids you partake of the life-giving foun-

tain,^__

   Those waters are flowing to gladden the

world!
 

Oh! still at our post we stand to deliver,
    Till the light burns again on each deso-

late hearth,

And the demon of whisky is vanquished for-

ever,

    Whose breath like a plague has darkened

the earth !

^__Anna A. Wright.