The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1861-05-29
TFor the Gate City.1
TO THE IOWA VOLUNTEERS.


by ~. n. SANFORD, ND.
Soldiers the day has come leap to the soundl
The war peal thunders on the battle field,
A Lrother's blood has crilnsoned Ger the ground,
II IL body, honored lies upon the shield
OF Freedom "a heritage--the Nations shrine--
hose battles, lost to him, will now be thine.
Our noble land, of all mankind the pride,
Now bleeds and mourns from parricidAl stroke;
A land for which the noblest heroes died,
- Is dnnmnd To nriths beneath the traitor. yoke.
throughout this land where liberty sbounds,
The rebels CRY Of death and war reso unds.
Then sound the Tocsin let the hills repeat
The noisy drum, the sound Of hast'ning feet;
Let valleys echo loud the cannon roar
And fields yield up their ever -welcons store;
Let freemen sweep like resstiess f,od,
And crush out treason, IL G cd wills, in blood.
High raise the standard Of our country's pride,
In whose embrace heroic fathers died;
Its glorious folds unfurl In every place
Where trait rous feet have stamped IL In disgrace
Raise it at Sumtsr--lift 1t from the dust
or Memphis treachery and hate and lust.
Remember TINT the Book Of books hath said ------s
That blessings shall 'erspread the patriots head;
Aud cen Mahomet in his book dscrecd
Quick death t. them that injustice lead,
And all tho world, - Christian, Turk Or Jew,
Unite to make these sacred records true.
Let not the mockery and silly pride
sss "a.
or seek to hide, tho real towards fear,
Deter you from defending right. SO dear
Rights which TRUE Chivary in all the Earth
Has never straugied in their growth or tiH sh. -
On to the strife then raise the stars and stripes
Not with q reckless thirst for blood or spoil,
But raise that hag triumphant till II wipes
The deep disgrace from fair Columbia's aoil
80 forth to bastie--ieave the rest TO God,
lie will be with you through tbs fire and blood.
On this proud errand, Soldiers, forward march;
God smiles upon you from His starry arch,
Fathers will bless you, mothers lisp your name
la loving accents all, with one acclaim,
Who love rRux liberty, viii give you fam.
| And spread your glory like glowing flame.
from the Har, ford CourAnt
..Al,ws AK - 10 be Let Atone"
| As vonce walked by \ dismal swamp,
There sot an Old Cove In the dark and damp,
And ut every body a. passed that road
i A stick or = stone this Old Cove throwsd;
/ And venever be flung his stick or his atone
/ lie set up = song of "Let me alone"
"Let me alone, for loves TO shy
These bits Of things at passers by
Let me alone, for I've got your tin
And lots Of other traps snugly in
Let me alone, I'm rigin boat
| To grab votever you've got afoat--
In a week or so expects to come
An. turn you out Of your ouse and 'ome-
I'm quiet Old Cove" says he With groan;
"Ali axes is--Let me alone
Just then came along, on the self-ssme way,
Another Old Cove, and began for to say
"Let you alone! That's comm it strong
You've ben lot alone--a darned sight too long
OF all the SARGE that / ever heerd!
Put down that stick tiou may we'll look skserd.
Let 90 that stone! II you once show fight,
I'll knock you higher than any kites
; You must have q lesson to stop your tricks,
And cure you Of shyin' them stones and sticks
And In have my hardware back and my cash,
And knock yorr scew into tarnal smash,
And if ever ] catches you round my rancho,
Ill string you up to the nearest branch.
The best You can do Il to g. to bed,
And keep decent tongue in your head;
II For reckon, before yau and are dona,
Y You'll wish you had let hon 81 folks alone"
y The Old Cove stopped, and t'other Old Cove
- He sot quite still in his cypress grove,
And be looked at his stick, revolvin' SLOW,
!. Vether twcre safe to shy 1t or no.
!. And he grumbled on, In injured tone,
- aAll that axed vos, LET NE ALONE"
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Vanity Fair.
! Tit for Tat.-The South threatens Il