The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1865-06-23
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Rob SMITH OF co. A.

He was honest and manly, nor ROASTED ne one
ersat deed which he could do, or which he had
done.
II. aid very little, yet thought lac far more
Than the monkeys VINO cha'tercu III p"r-looh
,bont onr bleeding country" yet they couldn't
And 6sht in the ranks, as a private, o, no
Xoo, Iob didn't feel 30, he to himself served,
An he in his modest opinion deserved.
e. ~ wonderful lack of assurance there lay
nv worst fault Of Bob Smith Of the Company A.
Contain White had belonged TO that class, be
VIZ a chronic affection Of nothing to do.
W. was handsome polite, he could drink, and
p, billiards garJ and chess, and wore marvcls Of
Which rippled and waved and in waterfalls fell
U5.s y,,sto whose secret his barber could tell,
The aides adored him, his father supplied
The money. With which public favor to ride.
ln8 he rode profusely, and that was the way,
IL obtained his commission in Company A.
There we're smiles for the Captain and tears and
And the dear, tortured girls in a thousand
Dad he tribute which bravery otacts Of the fair,
But the Private was met with cold-blooded
stare,
Tdr Il ewes are the windows, the souls which
look through,
And cast such a shadow as this ar not worth
g Athourht from the siliest Private on earth,
And smith found, b fore they were ordered away,
q That White represented the Company \.
Down at the front there was work To be don 9;
Smith yalan,ly shouldered his knapsack and
gun
q And marched the long marches ate beef and
hard tack,
And laughed at the blues until he'd forced the IN
back
# To seek achievements and alinlght long stood
In the lone picket guard 10y the echoing wood.
Or guar dcd the tent where his brave Captain lay
Smith pr iyate in Captain Whites Company A.
Hot and fierce ragged the battle-the Captain
came out
Inspired by good stimuiants, how he did shout
4 As they mounted the hill, oy battery crown ed,
Whose horrible smiles swept whole ranks to the
M ground,
But U, up, higher still, they are lost in the
flame
The smoke snd the horror too dreadful for name,
They wrestle one terrible instant It's past,
4 Tue battery's thunder is silenced at last;
4 When the smoke cleared away White mounted
g the gun,
And crousd ike bantam, Of the laurcls he'd
. won.
don't know where he was when they grappled
the foe,
He was somewhere, no doubt but one thing
81 do know
The INST maj the battery's hot wall TO scale
VINO knocked down the gunner mid rafting
hail
Who tore down the colors on that gallant day,
was smith, poor private in Company A.
H1hey are mustered out now, mustered out
every one,
4 tnd some sleep serenely on fields which they won
fha hearts which have loved them speak each
cherished name,
pu me stars and the shoulder straps wear al
E the fame
Nation so lavish in gifts and in words,
'n" OF gold and of silver, fine houses ano
[S swords
pds' ever reflect that all these things were
bought
'n1 blood Of the poor private soldier who
Su ther widows and children toll on to the end
III an TINS crumb of comfort thrown in by s.tr-iend
~ great consolation, you, Of course, find it so
~ ~, he ued IN this glorious conflict. you know,
~ brave captain labors, ave, faithfully, too,
a 4. a a n vld occupation of nothing to do,
"' ooo smith curls his lip, as he righteousl.
NAV,
IN {, zee Nm VINO wears the laurels Of Company A.
d. A'oo's, w. May Is, 1868