For the New-York Tribune.
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THE OLD FLAG


A SONG.
DEDICATED TO THE gISGHAMToS CLAY CLUB.


By j. II. e.


Air Carrier Dore.
FLING abroad the OLD FLAG to the wintry air
Let it float on the Liberty Tree,
And gather around il, ye chosen, and swear
That there it shall ever be;
And never-Oh, never-shall i, be furled
Till comes the eyentful day,
When the welkin shall ring with loud hurrah7,
For our President, HENRY CLAY
That Flag shall proclaim TO the gazing world
That the reign of the craven is DER;
That the slave of soulless ambition is gone
To shame and betray US no more
That the loved and the honored, the patriot hedi''
Unstained as the breezcs that play
Around its crowned with Americas "rea'h-
IT, tho [. SON Of the West'-HENRY CLAY.
Thai flag was enshrned with the holy dead
The soul Of the Nations PRIDE
First, a chaplet of laurel, it 'circled his head,
And it shroudcd his face when he died
But now from pal! over Harrisons grave,
1t has risen aloft to-day:
And long may the field Of its bright stars wave
Der the President-IlENRY CLAY
Binghamton January I'd, lSti.
THIS flag thesarne one that oa,ed above ss Log Cabin
during the memorable campaign OF 1910.