The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1860-1863, 1861-07-04
[FOr the Lancaster Gazette.
Camp Life, With the Variations.
By HARRY coMEa.

II ID WIN great uehght
sit down at my tent lo'nigh',
To give my thoughts homeward jar
From this. the CORY seat Of war!
The camp we left was on A ridge,
Four miles Or more from famed long bridge
Where scrubby oaks bring fragrance sweet
And pines bring down the scorchiDg heat.
Large sandhill flies their sharpened beaks
Stick in our noses, arms and cheeks,
Mosquitoes large, with motion light,
Do sweetly sing, before they Jite!
The old Potomac rolls away,
And makes its music through the day;
At night it moans another tune,
With alligator. owl and loon.
SECOND cANTo.
Our grub, Tor meals, its all the same,
No one on earth can justly blame,
Although not suited, to be sure,
TO greedy mouth of ep.i.cure.
Salt junk we have-the very best
Big crackers creased and nicely dress d,
Pine knots and soap, fresh chips. old shoes,
Dished up in style-who could refuse?
We've coffee reg'lar-once ,ceek-
But you must for the settings seek
Before you swallow what Bill said
Was coffee, sweetened and well made.
At night, when comes the ffc and taps,
Which tells US all to ''take our naps!"
Some hang themselves on poles and pegs.
To give resting place to legs.
Some. "for nothing" get reward,
In shape of duty,-(doublc guard,)
Aud woe to him who sleeps on post.
His body's gone, his soul is lost.
THIRD cANTo.
At FIVE o'clock reveille sounds,
When up the whole battalion bounds.
The roll is called, and then comes drill;
Ny bones! my sides! they're achirg still
Nc cCook, our Colonel, on warrior bate,
Sits firm erect. with face sedate,
And scowls quite oft at movements slow
OF Irish warrior-Cap'ain Glow.
Right and left into line quick wheel!'
High 'bove Potomac'o roar doth peal.
"Where you gcing? Can't you sce?'
"Hands down in that left Com. .pa.nee!"
"Wbars Captain Stafford going to do?
Stop trading jack.knives. Franklin Bluel
"It's 'nough 10 make preacher swearp
Forward double quick! AS you were!'
"Gen. Mclaughlin! what Won bou,P
See there! you've put tho whole line out!
"Cap. Hazlett, there's too much detention
File closer, guides. and men, oaention!"
whats the matter, Captain Pease?"
Captain Bailey. stop those pleas!"
Forward! double quick! steady! halt!"
captain Diester. all your fault!'
Take a drink" says Major Hughes;
McCook and Parrot can't refuse;
"Parade's dismissed" with angry looks
Captains all, must read the books!'
FOURTH cAYTo.
To tents we 60 in angry plight,
Stafford splliT for fight,
Marching front aud eyes to right,
There we curse McCook till night.
Another drill! Den But. he swears,
TON Hunter growls, Ez Rickets tears,
The Sergeant raves at meagre fare,
While Corporals at the crackers stare.
The privates on a funeral run
Fall into liue, just one by one;
At home they thought it only fun, +.
Out here there's some fatigue aud sun!
FIFTH cASTo.
They'll say we'll get our pay tomorrow
Twill cause us less OF Joy than sorrow,
For many Cnes who wished 10 borrow
To get plug of fsym6Olic,
Will Lurry off. with flying feet.
To get bite that's fit to eat,
Which'Il surely give them collie!
Good bye. dear l., my pretty besut,
Tho roll has summoned me for duty,
Ill CO. or ESQ as guard-house LooIy
l shall be taken hence;
Perhaps Tor weeko to fret and foam,
While others eat the things from home
Before I can commenced!
Please send the things without delay,
Be sure and all erpenseS pay,
At eating we will have our say,
And think Of those who sent.
We're all flst broke, the Cap and all,
Both big and little, high and tall,
,, We haven't mary cent
: SIXTH cANTo.
The candle of sperm in The socket W
burning ''' '' .
, When penned these lines, wrote In je
But little | thought by the bright of
' morning,
. Some comrades would go to their re
3 The pass at Vienna isred with their bloc
hear 10 the winds their death cry.
Hosannas to those who SO manlully sloC
But, fighting for Union, did die!
Falls Church, Fairfax Co., Va, Juno 90, 1861.
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