Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1864-03-04

From the Madison tWis Journal.
THE CHARaE.

=. ... A.. . ASSEMBLY CHAMBER, Feb. Q. 1864.
[EDIroRs STATE Journal The following beautiful DO
m, written by ayoung lady attending the Female Sem
nary at Rockford, Ill.,, has been Published. Yo,
viii much oblge the subscriber and several members
he Legislature who admire IT, by giving place In you
columns. WI Al
1t was just before the last fierce charge,
Na gl When two soldiers drew their reins
FORA parting word and a touch OF hauds--
They might never meet again.
One had blue eyes and clustering curls,
Nineteen but month ago;
Down on HE chin, red on his check
Ne was only = boy, you know.
The other was dark, and stern, and proud;
II his faith in the world was dim,
lie only trusted the rlore in those .'..'
Who were all the world to him. ...a
They had ridden together in many road,
They had marched for many mile; ,
And ever Till now they had met the foe
With calm aud hopeful smile.
But now they looked in each others eyes,
With an awful, CHASTITY gloom; -
Aud the tall, dark man the first to speak: ..
Charlie, my hour has come.
ave shall ride together up the hin,
But you will ride back alone;
Promise q little trouble 10 take
For me when am gone.
'you win find face upon my breast
! shall wear il into the fight
WIN sSi' httc StSs, anu clustering CuTLs,
And smile like morning light
''Like morning light was her love to me;
1t gladdened a lonely life
And little cared for the frown OF fate
When she promised to be my wife.
''wrlte to her, Charlie, when am gone,
And send back the fair, fond face;
Tell her tenderly how died.
And where Is my resting place.
s'Teliher my soul shall wait for her.
In the border land between
The earth and heaven, until she comes
IL will not be long, ween."
Tears dinmed the blue eyes Of the boy,
his voice was low with pain
II viii do your bidding, comrade mine,
III ride back again.
'But If pou come back. and am dead
You must do as much for me;
My mother at home mast hear the news
o. write to her tcnderly.
cone after another Of those she loved
She has buried, husband and SON
1Uas the last -ghen Our country called
She kissed me and sent me on.
"She has prayed at home like a waiting saint
With her fond face white with woe
Hsr heart will be broken when am gone
shall see her soon, know"
just then tho order came 20 "cIiarge,n
For an instant hand touched hand
Eye answered eve, then they rushed
That brave, devoted band.
straight they went toward the crest Of the hill,
And the rebels with shot and she'll
Piowcd riffs OF death IN their toiing ranks
And jeeed them they fell.
They turned with horrible veil
From the Heights they could not gain,
And the few whom death and doom had spared
Rode slowly back again.
But among the dead whom they let behind
Was the boy with his curly hair.
And the stern, dark man who marched by his side
Lay dead beside him there
There is no one to write to the blue eyed girl
The words her lover said
And the mother who waits for her boy at home
W III but learn that he IS dead,
And never can know the last fond thought
That sought to sOtes her pain,
Until she crosses the river Of death,
And stands by his side again.