The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1863-12-31
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From the Nashville Union.
Who Wouldn't be a SOLDIER

LErrER
At my post am standing, It's dark droary night,
Tho scenery around Is shut out from my sight.
with gun in my hand stand thus alone,
While my thoughts they are wandering to the loved
PercbSpcs in their slumbcrs they ara thinking Of mo-
while stand hero picket in Old Tennesses,
with my cartrldgo.box on, filled with powder and
stand winking, and,blinkng, and nodding my head
Now up again and rub hard my eyes,
Peep out in the darkness to see rebel spies;
Not sound can hear, not y soul can I see;
There is nobody here but darkness and me.
So lean on my gum while my thoughts again roam,
To that circle OF loved ONES left ut my home.
There father with locks that growing quite gray
Who is an1iously thinking Of his son far away,
Not knowing how soon he may see that sons name
Among those who in battle, were wounded orIain.
Then there Is mohscr-what charm in that word,
What thrill It creates wheu'er it is heard;
The counsols she gave, loom up from afar,
To shine in my pathway like some guiding star.
And you, broth RS and sisters me thinks can see
SO earnestly looking tor letters from mo-
And scanning the "Union," news from "Rosy" to
find,
Yes, dear brothers and sisters, you of in my
mind,
While the letters you send read with delight,
And ponder their contents while standing at night
Far away on the sentry, so silent aud luue;
Who is there can blame me for thinking Of homer
Then there ia another, both young, bright aud fair,
While my thoughts they will roam, she comes in for
Obi the sweet hours we've spent like a
| dream,
When compared with the present they seemi
wonder II ever she thinks of the one
Who Is now standing picket, alone with his gun
| Yes, j know that she does, and how gladly hail
The assurance she sends me oft by the mail
sokind and so true-ah she shed bitter tears
When my name enrolled with the bravo volunteers
would say to her. thon II my thoughts she could sec
That her letters are welsome most welcome to me,
fnnt.a and Trad trus-
kind letter repays me for the long weary tramp.
Bright spots in my pathway wherever roam,
Are the weetloving letters she sent me from home
Two hours on and four of, we must stand the night
through,
Then all are rejoiced when "rslisr' comes in view
10 them We "present," they "presept" ia return;
Then to "rght.shoulder-Shi," and to camp return
Thus hour afsOr hour, and day after day,
While our routine Of dnties pass slowly away,
. Our friends in the North, with sOlicitous care,
: Ana re VII, assn1o tSom, with ':Hesy'' to guide.
That victory with shall ever abide,
r Wherever the Cumberland Army shall go,
They're brave sons Of freedom, the whOlO world sha
know.
The Butternuts find us ton much for their FETAL,
When brave Rosy" IN YES Oh they are sure to "sks
| daddc,"
And wo'll closely pursue them with bayonotapd sword
Till the last Reb Is Vanquished and peace is restored
And the Stars and Stripes float triumphant again,
Der the land that is purged OF all disoyal stain.
|
| OH friends comng-we have conquered the foo
The "Rebs" are defeated and all put to Tout,
Tho Rebellion is ended, Secession ''payed outl"
But Oh there are those who will shed bitter tears
For the loss in this struggle of brave volunteers;
How many there are who in anguish will mourn
For tho bold soldier boys who will return!
And should 1t be my lot In this struggle to fall
Dear friends in the North, L would say to you ALL
Mourn not at the fate that will take from you;
The Pdfriofs grave with no terrors view,
He who tempers the wind to the lamb that is shorn" "
Will guide, guard and protect you when I'm dead an
+, gone
But we'll hope for the best aud sud thoughts will dis
! pei,
: Aud trust 10 the end that all will be we'll
That the days will soon when our friends We Shal
greet,
And that circle ofloved ones again wo shall meet.
Then keep up your courage till rebellion iS crushed
Remember, dVar -, Onr cause 1t is just.
The above are my thoughtS, and send them to thee
From your ever true -, now In Old Tennessee.
ONE OF "R0SYS" MEN.