The Iowa transcript. (Toledo, Tama County, Iowa) 1858-1866, 1862-01-16
From the Louisville JournakJ
GRANDPA NATHAN.
RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED To GEN. frs

4 80" W. - - s'aIsy 1HoIt.
When he laid aside the paper,
Though its contents he had told,
He was piled with many questions
by the young and by the old,
It's war the most internal!
(Grandpa Nathan made rrIly,)
BIZ the Legions Of the Union
Soon will crush it out, or die!
If only had the vigor
Ofjnst twenty years ago,
How Id leap into my saddle!
How I'd fly to meet the foe!
Mamie Hardin, dearest d .ugh,er,
| There's n spiri, now abroad
II ats akin to whatsoever
Is al enmity Will, God.
1t has Wrought upon portion
Of the people otthc land,
Till they almost think they're honest
In the treason they have plann'd.
It has struck the sea with rapinc,
1t has tinSed its shores with blood,
And it rolls and surges inland
Like dcsolating fool.
L has rent the nearest kindred
Fen the mother and the son;
But, as Gods God Of Justice,
Its career will soon..bv run.
There's = cntMp in Wickliff.'s meadow.
less than eighteen miles away
John, at your age could make it
Twice 'twix, now and break ofdav:-
Fill Your hrgsy up with baskets,
ill each baskc, to the brim,
Sweep the pantry Of il chclrcst,
Till the shelves are lean and slim;
Take a jig or two Of apple,
For those chill November damps
Off be,Mmb the weary sentrics
A. 'hoy guard the s'tel.ins camp;
Drive the get Of old Sarpcdon-
For the TiO"v OF lis ssres
lie will make the camp At Wicklifc's
Ere .hcy stir he morning fires.
nell the soldier Of Kentucky,
And the soldier from abroad
Who has come TO fight the battle
Df his co ,ntry and his God
Tell them one who on thc Wabash,
Tough, with Day,ess when he fell,
And who blcd at Mcigs, where Dudley
Met tho painted hosts Of hell
One who fought with Hart at Rasin,
And with Johnson on the Thames,
And with Jacks N at New Orleans,
Where we won immortal names,
Sends sl.e,a fros his chimney corner
Such fair greeting as he may,
With few small creature comforts
For this drcar November day.
Tell them, he has watched this quarrel
From its outbreak until now,
And, with hand upon his heartbeat,
And Gods light upon his brow,
lie invokes their trnest manhood,
The full prowess ofti,etr youth,
In this battle Of the Nation
For the right and for Tire truth,
Tell them ono whose years are sinking
To the quiet ofthe grave,
Thus eGoins each valiant spirit
That would scorn to be slave:
"By the toll and blood your fathers
In the cause of Freedom epent,
BY the memory Of your mother
And the noble aid they lent:
BY the blessings God has showercd
On this birthright Of the free,
Give to heaven rcvcrent spirit,
Bend to Heaven a willing knee,
And in silence, mid the panscs
OF the hymn and Of the'prayer
To til. God Of Hosts appealing.
By the God Of Battles swear
Swear to rally round the standard
With our nation thnt was born,
With it's star Of worldwide glory,
And its stripes that none may scorn
Swear to fight the fight forced on ns,
| While M armed foe stirs abroad;
Swear to fight the fight Of Freedom,
i Ofthe Union, and Of God -
All! he drives the yonng Sarpedon
Drives the son Of glorious sires,
And he'll make The camp At Wickliffc'
Ere they build the morning fires.
Do you know, child, ] ax, prouder
OF the spirit Of your boy,