The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1867-02-16
FroA the Memphis Appeal1
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JAGKs0N's BRIGADE AT FREDERICKSBURG
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The following poem is founded on an in
cident which took place during the war, and
I give the story IN brief as It was related by
enc acquainted with the circumstance. Al
slough it may be q new story to many, vet
it viii seem familiar to some who, shortly
after the incident referred TO, had the pleas
ure Of hearing it related In beautiful poem
entitled " Barbara Frichet, which appeared
In some of the northern papers, and was,
upon several occasions, recited By Murdock,
the great tragedian. The poem have never
seen, but am told that the story upon which
it is founded runs thus; There resided at
fredericksburg, Va, an old lady knOWn BY
the name Of Barbara FFichet This old lady,
though almost IN her dotage, professed such
strong sentiments in favor of the Union, that
upon the approach Of the Confederate troops
she hoisted the Stars and Stripes, determin-
ed to defend the flag against any attack
made upon it StOnewall Jackson's brigade
was the first to come In contact with the fag,
aud upon approaching it the gallant leader
ordered his men to IRE. The order was no
sooner given than obeyed, and the first shot
severed the flagstaff As it was falling, Bar
baFa Frichet, leaning from the window,
grasped the dropping colors, and waving
them above her head, said Shoot, if you
viii, this old grey head, but spare your eoun-
try's flagP Jackson turned to his men and
said: Fire no more; and he who harms
one hair Of yOn gray head, dies like dogl'
Twas the Gag Of the foe, and he who would
have led his brave band on to the field Of
battle, stemming even the crimson tide of
death--was too much of hero TO insult it
In the hands of feeble age sdt
a giittoring line Of bayOaeto CO., 9rf ls-.i.s-
i'' Were ready for the frayl sfe N ..l !.
And proudly waved che rebel aAg .ias
Above the boys in gray
..- But yonder in tie distance hosts r1EgE..
The Union stripes and Stars
Whose hand has dared t. place that nag
Above the stan and Barsl
"Halt!' cries the leader 70 his men.
"Taks steady aim and fret
H.F.. Down with the traitor flag and plant
The Stars snd Bars stn hishsr!'
One charge Of musketry-and now 5
EU The shot Kissing round
And from ths severed staF the Gag
Falls almost to the ground.
When 10! the feeble hand Of age
The falling Oolors raise, i-
And proudly held it up before
The gallant leaders gaze;
'Peuse, ere you raise against -'-
= II Oi Your. sOuntryS aaEs'' she said
"Spar9 but this banner, if you will,
And shoot this old gray headr'
The Rebel leader sheathed his swOrdl -'-
Shoulder your again; .-tEfT-
ts.- Let southern homer blush to bear fI'
RAN One single guilty Staini
Yon traitor fhg I'd have you win
From stranger hands to-day;
Bat touch il not long a it floats
Above that head Of grayi
''And be whose hand shah dare to harm
One hair Of that gray head
..-iIl 4 Shall ere smother sun is SET
He numbered with the dead
@ March on = And never prouder marched
The Rebel band in gray. --
.-.., ~ Than when they passed boaeath that flag
While Jackson led the way!
All day that Union banner waved
Above Rebel town; a.-
Nor was there found one hero there
Who dared 70 tear it dOWal
No eIashiug Of Federal troops
Could hold those boys at bays
/. Yet dare harm the Gag that waved
Above that head Of gray!
Should ever coward hearts reprOve.
Ohl toll them proudly then
sl no braTsr deed was ever done
By Stonswall Jaeksons men!
And hero-one leach Of thine
~ Was but glorious deed t1 rtt
. What brighter record than his
Does stOneWall jackson needg
That name held dear to every heart,
BY foe as we'll friends
On Fame's Immortal scroll shall glow
.tt Til Time itself shall cad
Sleep on, thou. glorious herO-soul,
81. Beneath bright Vreaths Of glory;
.-- Wen breathe thy in sweetest song,
And tell thy deeds in story