Voetrp. TILE MONTH OF MAY. May was coming, May has come. Soft her breezes, warm her sun ; Wreaths of
... The sylvan shade and flowery dell, May's sweet notes remember well. Cainey. Hay 1865. ANOTHER VERSION OF THE 'AWFUL CUSS.'! Slavery in the States is dead, Halle—Hallelujah l A stormy sea is now its bed Where'er it rears its cursed head, Glory—Halleluiah ...