An Ode by Madison Cawein — Read

Let History record their stalwart names, / And catalogue their fortitude, whence grew, / Swiftly as running flames, / Cities and civilization: / How from a meeting-house and school, / A few log-huddled cabins, Freedom drew / Her rude beginnings.

Every pioneer station, / Each settlement, though primitive of tool, / Had in it then the making of a Nation;