Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1862-11-29

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ny CAROLINE A. MAsoy. "a,

~ NAHOLlNE A. MAhON. o.
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4 You have put the children TO bed, Alice
| Maud and Willie aud Rose ;; f..s.W
They have lisped their sweet--Our Father,
Ard sunk to tleit nights rrpose. "a.
Did hey think cf me, dear Alice
Did they think Of me, aud sdv, -'' ''
God bless him. aud God besshith, isp4 .
Dear lasher, far away ?p1 col. ssua'. f.
Ia!lr.y fatf .rra As .19.u Q.
On, my very heart grows sick, Alioeg rl
long 50 to bedhOld ..f.r.T .
Rose wi her pure, while forhead .
And Maud with her curls Of gold ...
And Willieso gay aud sprnghty,
30 merry and foil Of glee
Oh, my heit yedrRs to euiold ye, '"+
My smiling group Of three l. ' -'-.f
.I......... ar.f f..u Nuss 'u
| can bear The noisy day Alice: fsr...
lie camp life, gay. aud wild, .. fa-..
Shuts from my yeurbing bosom .....,
The thoughts Of wife and child.
But when tlIuahiglt IS rouiid me,
u AnG nader its strong bJams I''a
], gather my clock about me, gr. '
! dream such loDg, sad dreams ! aHil
| link ofthe pale young wife, Alice,
Who looked up in my face ..t.,.g.
When the drum beat at evening ~.
And called inc 10 my place.
| tbibE Of three swest birdings '' Oh. ,.
Lett in the dear home. e.nest, H1
And NY soul Is sick with loDginSs nryi
That will not be at rest. .. s.t 1t
Oh, when viii the war be over, Alice
Oh, when shall behold .
Rose with her pure, white forehead,
Aud Maud with her curls of gold II
And Win, so gay and sprightly, '|
SO mtrry and full Of gee, Ira saulg
Aud more than all the dear wire ga i
Who bore my babes to Inc | H. r
God gpard and keep you all, Alice /;
God guard aud keep me, too
For if ouly 0ne were missing,
What would the other doP
Oh when will the war be over, .al l''
And when shall behold .Hf
Those whom love SO odearly, u 'ass
Safe in the dear home fold. Iat atrf
Tho Response.
/ have put tae children to bed, Harry
Rose aud Willie and Maud;
They have sung their hymus together, =.
Aud whispered their prayer TO God.
Then Rose siid gently smiling
Come w lille aud Msud.now say .- 1.
God bless the dear, sweet father, nr.. $50
Father so far away. da ... sF..r 81 ..-
AID such glad trust arose, Harry, .......
In this sad heart Of mine,
FGoI felt that God would keep you
Sale in his hand divine. nr -
Aud kissed their pure. young foreheadS,
And said. lie is over all ...-.. s.r.
De counte'h the hair of your heads darlings,
Aud knoweth the spprrow's fail. - III,
Then sung them to their sleep, Harry,
With hymns all trust aud love,
Aud knew that God was listening sHE
From Ills gracious throue above. -r.-
And since that calm, sweet evening, -.
. | have fei SO happy, dear ! ..
And so have the children, Harry
They seem to know no fear.
They talk of your coming home, Harry;
As some hing sure TO he = Et
list TO their hl;dish prarings, rrr ..
Nor care 10 check their glce. ..r
For Oh lis cause 50 noble,
Aid you so brave aud true.
Aud Gud protects his own, Har, y, q. 1'i
Aud surely will watch DER you. ..aEa
So keep up brave good heart Harry
God wIIln.;-and lie knows best
Wen wecUnie you, sale aud happy,
Back to the dear home nest. -.'A hh
Aud Maud and Rose aud Willie'1y "'L
Sna yet with moistedd eye,
Give thanks to the dear good Father,
While you stand fearful by. e.,f r-
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