^Ml %SWi* ■yH^nHHi ^W^^B RJnffl^^Mfl ^KHmfwM |H fl|fci|MURm l^jU UHH jWW^Wffl m^m LIBRARY OF CONGRESS ODDDSDflia?? ^--<>^ •^0 5^ .-i^^ ^^•^^^ •••'- "C^. .O"^ .» -o ^^ OK 0" ♦ > • i 4^ o**"** ^ O^ .^ 3V -^0^ A 9^ * •;^ ^Mr.^ • A p. i4> ^0 «y. *Gi One Hundred Years Copyright 1914 BY Allan Sutherland AUG -I 1914 iiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii^^ The Centenary of the Star-Spangled Banner (Illustrated) By Allan Sutherland Author of "Famous Hymns of the World" Advertisers Publishing Co. 1336 Cherry Street Philadelphia t 3o . tf s^ C^S^rSSo^^ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^H^^^^H ^^^^^^^^^Bj 'A^E ' !^^M ^bI^^^F ^^^a^^^^^^^^^^^l^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^l^l aK ** '^' .^^H^I^^^^H ■^^^i^^^^H ^k."*^^^^^! ^^^^^BS^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^-'^-' /» Ur aA378332 One Hundredth Anniversary '- of the Writing of the "Star-Spangled Banner" AMERICA is doing honor to one who, while his soul was throbbing with anxiety for the fate of his country and a devoted city, gave ex- pression to his intense patriotism in the song of a battle from which the Stars and Stripes emerged victoriously: in the gray dawn of a September morning, one hundred years ago. That song has be- come famous and is now known far and wide as the "Star-Spangled Banner." The one hundredth anniversary of the inspired poem is being celebrated rn Baltimore with intense enthusiasm, which reaches its climax September 14th, the actual anniversary of the writing of the poem. During this Centennial Week the President and many other notable men of the country assemble to pay homage to the author, Francis Scott Key. One Hundredth Anniversary The Mayor of Baltimore, in his desire to make this a national celebration, has requested the chief executives of every city in the land to order flags to be unfurled from all staffs under municipal control from September 6th to 13th, and to request that the Stars and Stripes shall wave over business institu- tions and residences everywhere. The events connected with the writing of this song form one of the most inter- esting chapters in the annals of our country, and the tlirilling story should be familiar to every one to whom Old Glory is an inspiration to worthier liv- ing. The hymn had its inception in the fierce tumult of a battle, upon the issue of which depended the fate of a devoted city; and its birth-throes, in the gray dawning of an autumn morning, were in the breast of a noble patriot whose heart ' was filled with anxiety over the doubt- ful termination of the fight. Early in the fall of 1814 the British The Star-Spcmglecl Banijer troops and ships met with little oppo- sition in their attack on the city of Washington, in which they were suc- cessful in destroying the Capitol, White House and many important documents. With a similar intent on the city of Baltimore, Admiral Sir Alexander Cochrane, in command of the British naval forces, and General Ross, in com- BIRTHPLACE OF FRAXCIS SCOTT KEY mand of the land forces, set sail for that city. With the fleet went Dr. William Beanes of Upper Marlborough, an American prisoner on board one of the ships. If Dr. Beanes had been free at that time the "Star-Spangled Banner" never would have been written. One Hundredth Anniversary The doctor's capture was due to a peculiar circumstance. He had enter- tained several English officers in his home and had made the best of the en- forced situation. In the fortunes of war Dr. Beanes acted as. a gentleman should, and in spite of his patriotism was an agreeable host. When the British withdrew from Washington they were beset by a terrific storm which gave their withdrawal much the appearance of a retreat. Dr. Beanes and several of his friends im- mediately started to celebrate what they thought to be an American victory. Three British soldiers straggling along after the main force were apprehended by the doctor and his friends and placed in jail. One of these men having escaped, met a body of English horse- men, and the latter returned to the rescue, arresting the doctor. For a time things looked serious for the American, and there were even hints of a "hanging at the yard-arm." The news reached Washington, and a brilliant 3^oung attorney of Georgetown, Francis Scott Key, and a friend, John S. Skin- ner, commissioner in the exchange of prisoners, set out to release Dr. Beanes. The Star-Spangled Banner Being a leading citizen in the section, it was determined to save him if at all possible. The young lawyer obtained permis- sion of President Madison to use a small cartel-ship, the ]\Iinden, and with Mr. Skinner, hastened to Baltimore. They were soon on their way down the Chesa- peake Bay in search of the British fleet, which they found at the mouth of the Potomac River preparing for an attack on Baltimore. When they were received by Admiral Cochrane, Key and Skinner were in- formed that it had been the intention of the commander to use the aforemen- tioned yard-arm in connection with Dr. Beanes, until it was learned that the doctor had not only been an admirable host, but had also attended the wounds of several British officers who were in- jured in the Battle of Bladensburg, one of the fights in the vicinity of Wash- ington. Admiral Cochrane granted the re- quest of Skinner and Key, but refused to allow them to return to Baltimore. It was his intention to attack tlie city and he wanted no warning given before One Hundredth Anniversary the approach of his ships ; therefore, the three Americans were compelled to stand idly on the deck of their ship watching the walls of Fort ^NIcHenry, on the Patapsco River, appear through the distance as it became more and more evident that it was the intention of the fleet to attack this key to Baltimore. After landing General Ross and his forces at North Point, the fleet formed in a semicircle across the river for the attack on the fort, about two and a half miles away, which is thus described in Admiral Cochrane's report to the British Admiralty : "I hoisted my flag on the Surprise, and with the remainder of the frigates, bomb sloops, and the rocket ship, passed further up the river. At daybreak the next morning, September 13th, the bomb ships having taken their stations within shell range, supported by the Surprise, with the other frigates and sloops, opened their fire upon the fort tliat protected the harbor." The destruction of the fleet with modern coast artillery would have been but a matter of moments, but iij those days Fort ]\IcHenry was not so equipped. Its forty-two-pounders were The Star-Spangled Banner incapable of reaching the fleet. The low-lying, squatty-looking little brick- and-earth fort seemed insignificant, and it has been stated that on this account its commander, Lieutenant Colonel George Armistead, had received orders not to attempt defense against the attack of the British fleet. Doubtless he fought more heroically, knowing that a court martial would await him for dis- obeying orders if he failed. Just before the opening of the battle, the three Americans were placed on board of their own ship, under guard of marines to prevent their landing, and the boat was anchored in a position which commanded an excellent view of the engagement. At sunset the flag was still waving from the ramparts. Then began the long night vigil of the three friends. The strain of anxious waiting was tre- mendous. Now and then a shell burst near the fort, showing by its glare that our flag was still flying. Sleep was, of course, out of the question. There was nothing to do but wait. About midnight the firing ceased ; but an hour later the ships, having moved closer, opened a terrific fire which was "OLD GLORY" The Star-Spangled Banner continued for some time. Then again the firing ceased. Torn with anxiety, fearing lest the cessation of fire meant that the fort had been taken, they sought to learn the all-important thing, • — was the flag still flying? The supreme moment of their lives came when, through "the mists of the d^wri, the flag was discovered "gallantly streaming" , in all jts peerless beauty over the rah^parts >'o.f the fort. The hymn, which had been forming in Key's mind as he watched for the flag, burst forth in the moment of his great joy, and found its birthplace on the back of an old envelope. Key and his friends were then allowed to land. It developed that the land forces had been defeated and that Gen- eral Ross had been killed. It was the receipt of this news that had caused Admiral Cochrane to turn loose on the fort all the fury of his armament at one o'clock in the morning. Key completed his poem on the way to the shore, and the following morn- ing showed it to his brother-in-law. Judge Nicholson, who realizing its rare merits, took it at once to a Baltimore printer, who published it as a small XED BANNER" saw "O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming," in the THE ORIGINAL "STA rhis flag now in the National Museum at Washington, is the one which Fran it oeptember 14. 1814 anri wKl^K Ir^cr^ir^J „.— „»»: ^_i i -tl. a One Hundredth Anniversary handbill. In a short time that handbill had become the prized possession of thousands. It was set to the tune of an old hymn, "Anachreon in Heaven," by John Stafford Smith, and was first sung in the Hollidav Street Theatre, Balti- more, by Ferdinand Durang, after which its popularity spread throughout the length and breadth of the nation. It played an important part in the Battle of New Orleans, which was fought more than two weeks after the signing of the treaty of peace in Ghent, in December, 18U. In every respect Key was worthy of the honor of having his anthem adopted as the national hymn. He was, in the full sense of the word, a Christian gen- tleman, and although he wrote several poems of merit, and was remarkable as a lawyer and statesman, is known almost entirely to-day as the author of the "Star-Spangled Banner." He was born on his father's estate. Terra Rubra, in Frederick, Maryland, on August 1st, 1779. After graduating from St. John's College, Annapolis, he practised law for some time in Frederick. Later he re- The Star-Spangled Banner moved to Georgetown, D. C. For three terms he was district attorney of the District of Columbia. He died in Balti- more, January 11th, 1843. Every Me- morial Day the flag which constantly floats over his grave in Mt. Olivet Ceme- tery, Frederick, is renewed by loving hands. The first monument in memory of the poet was erected in what w^as not even United States territory at the time of the attack on Baltimore, or, in fact, for many years afterward. Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, is the home of the first statue to Francis Scott Key. On the one liundred and eighteenth anni- versary of his birth, August 9th, 1898, a beautiful monument was erected in Frederick, ^Maryland, by the people of that town. Physically he was described as being "tall, erect and of admirable propor- tions. There dwelt usually upon his handsome and winning features a soft and touching pensiveness of expression, almost bordering on sadness, but which, in moments of special excitement, or when anything occurred to aw^aken the dormant heroism of his nature, or to One Hundredth Anniversary call into action the higher power of vigorous and well-cultivated intellect, gave place to a bright ethereality of aspect and noble audacity of tone which pleased while it dazzled the be- holder." A few years before his death, Mr. Key thus spoke, at a banquet, of the attack on Baltimore: "I witnessed the preparation for the assault, and saw the array of enemies as they advanced to the attack. I heard the sound of battle, the noise of the conflict fell upon my listening ear and told me that the brave and the free had met the invaders. Then did I remember that Maryland had called her sons to the defense of the flag, and that they were the sons of sires who had left their crimson foot- prints on the snows of the North, and poured out the blood of patriots, like water, on the sands of the South. Then did I remember that there were gathered around that banner, among its defenders, men who had heard and an- swered the call of their country, from these mountainsides and from this beau- tiful valley and from this fair city of my native country ; and though I walked The Star-Spangled Banner upon a deck surrounded by a hostile fleet, yet was my step firm and my heart strong as these recollections came upon me. Through the clouds of war, the stars of that banner still shone in my view, and I saw the discomfited host of the assailants driven back in ignominy to their ships. Then, in that hour of deliverance and joyful triumph, the heart spoke ; and do not such a country and such defenders of their country de- serve a song? was the question. With it came an inspiration not to be resisted ; and if it had been a hanging matter to make a song, I must have made it. Let the praise then, if any be due, be given not to me, who did what I could not help doing, but to the inspirers of the song !" The flag which floated from Fort McHenry during the attack by the British was in itself interesting, and the greater portion of it still remains preserved in the National Museum at Washington. A reproduction from a photograph taken at Washington is shown on another page. One Hundredth Anniversary Its proportions were large, measuring thirty by forty feet, originally. It was made by Mrs. Mary Pickersgill, for- merly Mary Young, a Philadelphia girl, born in the year of Independence, Feb- ruary 12th, 1776. It was in the days when a stripe as well as a star was added to the flag for each new state. When it was found to be growing larger, with a prospect of soon being unshapely, the addition of new stripes was abandoned, the flag was returned to its original pro- portions and the thirteen stripes repre- senting the original states were made permanent. ]Mary Pickersgill's flag liad fifteen stripes, each two feet wide, and fifteen stars, each two feet in diameter. The blue field rested on the ninth stripe, a red one, instead of the eighth and white stripe as in the present flag. A piece cut out from one of its cor- ners is said to be buried with one of the old defenders of the fort, who made a dying request that a bit of the flag be placed over his dead heart. During the battle the flag was struck eleven times, one shell cutting out one of the stars. The Star-Spangled Banner The flag floated over the tent that slieltered General Lafayette when he was entertained at Fort McHenry, Sep- tember 14th, 1824; and was carried in tile funeral procession of Colonel Armi- stead, who died April 25th, 1818, and was buried in the old St. Paul burying ground, Baltimore. It was exhibited at the Centennial Exhibition, Phila- delphia, 1876, and at the Old South Church, Boston, June 1-itli, 1877, the centennial of the adoption of the flag by Congress. At the Peace Festival in Boston, June 15th, 1869, the "Star- Spangled Banner" was sung by ten thousand voices, with full orchestra, drum corps, chiming bells and artillery accompaniments. The effect was elec- trical, and the greatest enthusiasm pre- vailed. It is not generally known that Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes added a verse to the poem at the outbreak of the Civil War. It is as follows : "When our land is illumined with Liberty's smile. If a foe from within strikes a blow at her glory» Down, down with the traitor who dares to defile The flag of her stars and the page of her story : One Hundredth Anniversary By the millions of unchained when our birthright was gained, We will keep her bright blazon for ever un- stained : And the Star-Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave While the land of the free is the home of the brave." In a Flag Day address before the clerks of his department, June 14th, 1914, Secretary Franklin K. Lane, of the Interior Department, Washington, D. C, imagines our country's flag speaking as follows : "I am whatever you make me, nothing more. I am 3^our belief in yourself, your dream of what a people may be- come. I live a changing life, a life of moods and passions, of heart-breaks and tired muscles. Sometimes I am strong with pride, when men do an honest w^ork, fitting the rails together truly; sometimes I droop, for then pur- pose has gone from me, and cynically I play the coward. Sometimes I am loud, garish and full of that ego which blasts judgment; but always I am all that you hope to be and have the cour- age to try for. I am song and fear, struggle and panic, and ennobling hope. The Star-Spangled Banner I am the day's work of the weakest man, and the largest dream of the most far- ing". ... I am no more than you believe me to be, and I am all that you believe I can be. I am what you make me, nothing more. I swing before you as a bright gleam of color, a symbol of yourself, the pictured suggestion of that big thing which makes this nation. My stars and my stripes are your dreams and your labors. They are bright with cheer, brilliant with courage, firm with faith, because you have made them so out of your hearts, for you are the makers of the flag, and it is weP that you glory in the making !" It is eminently fitting that the mem- ory of the author of "The Star Span- gled Banner" should be honored. Al- though Congress has not seen fit to na- tionalize his famous lines, they are en- shrined in the hearts of over 100,000,- 000 patriotic Americans whose proudest possession is the Stars and Stripes. May they wave forever ! The Star-Spangled Banner Oh say ! can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming. Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight. O'er the ramparts we watch'd were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air. Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there. Oh say ! does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ? On the shore, dimly seen thro' the midst of the deep Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half dis- closes ? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam. In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream ; 'Tis the star-spangled banner, oh! long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ! Oh ! thus be it e'er when freemen shall stand Between their loved homes and the war's deso- lation ; Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n- rescued land Praise the pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us a nation f Then conquer we must when our cause it is just. And this be our motto, "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall - wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. 89 w 'C'^ 'o.l* ,0 I i o S o .^'** » • • « WE^T BOOKBJ A' ^ =o • * „♦< „ M^^:- "^^ % Q