Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1863-09-01
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The Stolen Stars.

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The Stolen Stars.
Not many w-eks ago, at dinner, 1t which we're pres
Ma. .-Gen Lewis Wallace, feos. Buchanan Read, ant
,es E hurdeck, conversation sprung up respecting
ads for soldiers. The General maintained that hard
had been written suited for the camp II was agreed
each Of them should write one. Tho following isths
len. Wallace
When good old Father Washington
Was just about to dis, p.
He called our Uncle Samuel
Unto his bedside nigh
This dag give you, Sammy dear"
Said Washington, said he
Where'er 1t floats, on land or wave,
Ny children shall be free"
And fine cid Uncle Samuel
IL took the aag from him.
And spread 1t on long pine pole,
And prayed aud sung hymn.
Apous man was Uncle Sam
Back ATTY years and more
That Gag should hy till Judgment Day,
20, by the Lord, he swore.
And well he kept that solemn Data
lie kept 1t we'll, and moro
Tho thirteen stars FIRST on that fAg
Soon grew to thirty four
And every star bespoke Stale,
Each sta.e an empire won
No brighter we're the stare Of night
Than those OF Washington.
Beneath that Hag two brothers dwelt
To both u wa, very dear
The name Of one was Puritan,
The other Cavalier.
" Go build ye tsuns" said Uncle Sam
Unto thess brother, dear
4" Build anywhere. for in the world
You've none but God to fear"
am To the South" said Cavalier,
"I'll to the South, +" said he.
And IN TO the No l." said Paritan-
The North's tho land for me-"
Bach t,ok dag, each left a tear
To good old Uncle Sam
he kissed the boys. h. kissed the Gags
And, cOleful, sung psalm.
And In a go-eart Puritan
III, worldly goods did lay
With wife, and gun, and dog AMI axe,
He, singing, went his way
OF buctskin was bis Sunday suit,
His wife wore linsey- jeans
And fat they greW, like porpolses
On hoe cake, psrk, and beans
But Cavalier coekney was
He talked French and Latin;
Every day,he wore bio,deloth,
while bis sife wore satin.
He went OF in painted ship
In glory he did sOi
A thousand nigssrs up slsft,
A thousand down below.
Tn, towns we're built, and Pye h,srd said
Their likes were never seen
They allied the North, they allsAIhs South,
fhey flied the land between.
q" The Lord b. praised " said PuritanI
"Buily :" said Cavalier
There, room and town-lots Ia ths West,
II there ia MT any here"
ostto the West they jsurnsysd then,
And In = quarrel got
One said y was his, he knew itwn,
The other said i was not
One drew knife, pistol rsthsr,
Asd drsadfully they swore,
From Northern Lake to Southern Gulf
wnd rang the wordy roar.
And sll the time good Uncle Sam
Sat By his are,ide near,
snotin' Of hi, tinnikinlek,
And drintin lager beer.
He laughed AID qa,asd, and QuAfed and lAushsd
Nsr thought 1T worth his While,
Untl the storm In fury burst
On sumter's ssa.girt Isle.
o'srtbe waves to the smoking front,
When came the dewy dawH,
To see the nAg he losked-and 10,
Eisp,n stars wsrs gone
"xy pretty, pretty stars !" he cried,
Aad down did roll = tear.
CIV, got your stars, Old Fosy Sam
Ha, hA ! " lau.hei Cavalier.
"rve got your s.srs 10 my vateh-fob
Come take them II you dare !"
And Uncle sam he turned away,
Too full OF wrath to ,ven.
"Let thunder all the druas " he cried,
wAile swsei hi soul, like Mars:
"a million Northern boys III get
To bring me hsme my stars"
And on his mare, stout Betsey Jane,
To Eorthside town be few
The dogs they bsrkei the bells did ring,
And esuntless buglss blew.
my stolen stars! " cried Uncle Sam
"My stolen Stars" cried he.
"a million soldiers | mas, have
To bring them home to me-
"Dry up your tears, good Uncle sam;
"Dry up" said Puritan.
I'VE III bring you back your stolen stars,
orperish every man ="
And at the words a million rose,
All ready for the frsyi
And columns formed, like rivers deep,
And Southward marched away.
And still old Uncle Samuel
Sits b his hreside near,
Smoking OF his klnniknck
And drinkin' lager beer
While the res o tempie IN tht tAftui
A gleamingo OF the sky,
And the rivers stop to listen
As the million marches by.
-Harpu's Weekly
Alisfellanp.
A Soldiers Letter.-No. 81.
TRANSPORT STEAMSHIP Ericsson
Chesapeake Bay, Aug. 20, 1868.
EDITOR FREEMAN This letter is not da
from our new camp, nor from the field Of bat
bu, on the smooth, placid waters Of the Che
peake. The boat is the one that the fam
builder of the Monitor designed to have propel
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