Our President

To the Editor of the Post-Dispatch.

     A nation steeped in sorrow,
          Her chief has been betrayed,
     We hope that with tomorrow
          Will come hope and cheer and aid.

     Surrounded by his countrymen,
          Esteemed, beloved by all;
     Thank Heaven! ’twas not through one of them
          That he was doomed to fall.

     Columbia! Her only prayer
          That spared his life may be;
     And be a blessing everywhere
          Through all eternity.

THOMAS PHILIP BASHAW, JR.     

     St. Louis.