Wilmington journal., 1863-03-05
BY rENELLA.

Gems, boys, ard listen while sing
Toe greatest fight ye. fought
That time the hated Yankee
A real Tartar caught.
Twas not the frSt Manassas,
Won by our Beauregard,
Nor Perryvi'le, nor Belmont,
Though PaIk then hit him hard;
Nor q as it famous Shiloh,
Where Sidney Johnston fell E
No, these were mighty battles,
Bat greater / viii tell.
Twas fought On Sunday morning,
Within the Church's walls,
And shall be known ia h.sSry
As the battle of st. -PauPs.
The Yankee Strong commanded
For Butter the abbherr'd
And the Reverend Mr.. Goodrich
Bore the banner Of the Lord.
The bell had ceased its tolling,
The service nearly done,
The Psalms All Lessons yer,
The Lords Prayer just begun;
When ss the Priest and people
Said ''F allowed be Thy name,
A voice in tones OF thuncer
BIS order did proclaim
GAS this house has been devoted
To Great Jehovah's praise.
Ard no prayer for Ab3a'G Lincoln
Within it's wall you raise,
There ore Of rank Secession
1t is an impioas nest,
And stop ali further service
Aud the clergyman arrest
Ard in the name Of General Butler,
l order furthermore
That this assembly scatter,
And the sexton close the door"
Up rose the congregation
We men were al away.
And our wives and little children
Alone remained I o pray.
But when has Southern wcman
Before Yankee quailed
And these with tongues undaunted
That Lincoln assailed.
In vain he called his eoldiars-
Their darts around him few,
And the Strong m an then discovered
What woman's tongue can do.
Some cried, "We know that Rutlar
On babes and women warr'd,
But we did not think to find him
In the temple of the Lord
Some pressed around their pastor,
Some on ths villain gaZ&d,
Who against the Lords anointed
His dastar2 arm had raised.
Some said, "E'en to a Yankee
We would not do such wrong,
As to mistake another
For the gallant Major Strong;
So we'll look upon the hero,
Till hia face we cannet doubt"
While a stout old lady shouted,
''Do some one kick him 0ett "
"Don't touch him." cried another,
"He is worthy of his Ruler,
For he fights with woman braver
Than he fought at Ponchatoula.'
But when the storm ragged fiercest,
And hearts were.all sf sme,
Like oil on troubled waters.
The voice of blessing came
For though with angry gestures
The Yankee bid him cease,
The Priest, with hands uplifGed,
Bid his people go in peace !;
And called down heavenly blessings
Uron that tossing crowd,
Whila the men their teeth were clenching,
And the women sobbing loud.
And then with mel uDd sunted
He passed along the aisle,
The gallant Yankee hero
Behind him all the while.
You'd better bring gunboat.
For that's your winning card,
Said naughty little beauty,
AS the Strong man called guard.
''Tis only meath their shelter
You Yankees ever fight
Cried another spunky woman
Who stood upon his right.
But the Major thought cannon
(Tf his men could not succeed
In clearing of the side walk),
Would be all that he should need
And gaesa his light artil'ry
'Gainst Christ Church he will range,
When his base of operations"
Next Sunday be shall "change".
IT was thus the tyrant Butler,
Mid Women's soba and teais,
Seized Priest before the altar
4e had served for twenty years.
We know in darkest ages
a church was holy ground,
Where FROM the hand of Justice
A refuge might be found
Ar from the meanest soldier
. the hiq est in the land,
None dared to touch the fugitive
Who should within it stand
Twas left the beaatly Butler
To violate its walls.
Ard to be known in future
As the victor of st. PauPs.
He has called our wives ''She-adders,'
And he shall feel their sticg.
For the yoice of outraged woman
Through every land shall ring.
He shall stand with Austrian Haynau
Upon the rolls of fame,
And bear 70 latest ages
A base. dshonored name.