The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1867-05-31
Published by Request.
THE MEXICAN,S SWORD.
by cLrr. D. N. M,KISLEY.

Kind friend, do with thanks accept your gin Of
And will, until my latest breath, this act of kind
To have served my country in her need, surely
was nothing more
Than my duty to the gallant dead who erst our
eagles bore. -..fa
This weapon, friend, III keep 10 teach my boys the
gallant strife,
That took their father from his homo, at the peril
Of his life.
III point them to It's buruishcd blade, and swear
- them 70 DC uue go -
To the Constitution and It's FlaR-the Red, the
White and Blue.
Perhaps this sword In battle of has flashed far in
advance,
As IL leaped from out It's scabbard to aid the muir
derous lance
And, inethnks, that one Of Minnons men, stricken
on Altos plain,
Gave up this quaint old weapon as he lay among
the slain.
Or, It may be, when the lcgons Of Alvarez did meet
The famod dragons Of Harney, amid the iron slect
Which cleft the Foe at Palma as reapers ceaye the
grain,
That the owner of this trusty blade lay pale among
the slain.
Ali yes, indeed fear lis true, you were flashing
OF the brave Potos legion, which nj Bueua Vista
bled
Perhaps, indeed, you led the charge which slew
our Yell and CLAY
Oh I did you face Bragg's battery, rs IL threw the
grape that day
Perhaps you shonc at Vera Cruz, in becus valiant
corps.
who 50 gallantly defended the bright colors that
they bore;
Aud the shots Of IIarncy's gallant men glanced
swiftly from your blad,,
Till meath the sabrcs of the North your owner low
was laid.
You may have cut the heart-strings OF our mon at
Corocan
Al Cerro Gordo you perhaps flashed 10 the thickest
fight,
Contcnding with the gallant Shields till the shad-
ows Of the night.
Two been thinking that the bravcst of Yalencas
stalwart guard,
Up To the hilt baptized you, when Riley pressed
On the twentieth day Of August, when we silcnced
every gun,
Aud stormcd the hill Conreras just at the rise Of
sun.
Perhaps along the scrricd line of Santa Anna's
Which fought at Churubusco until the field was
list,
You cut some queer gyrations when flying from
your fate,
Before the gallant KcOrncy, quite through the city
gate
I've thought you glontcd in the blood of Worths
division brave, ....
" no at the Casa Mata found an honorable grave /;
Aud that RiSs aud Landoro, your heatheu leaders
there,
Found with our gallant Scott and Worth they never
could compare.
I've lancied that you blushod for shame as your
owner drew you out
To stab the noble wounded, on the field amid the
rout,
When Sumner, Graham, Colonel Scott aud gallant
Riley too,
With fiery Mcintosh in front, charged ON your
quaking crow.
Were you hourished at Chapultcpec, and did you
drink the blood
or the gallant Fifteenth Reg 'mcnt and the Ninth
rs brave and good
Were you with General Bravo, when the Yankees
scaled the walls,
Aud drove the pride of Mexico from Montezuma's
| Halls
Perhaps you served your owner till at San Belau
| gate
Brave Twiggs aud Quitmau pressed upon your
| country its sad fate
Or till Cadwalladcr aud Worth called Cosme gate
4|I their own,
Aud the Stars and Stripes of Uncle Sam" wert
floating DER your town.
Noble old Spanish claymore you've left your fatet
| III. land
Your proud llidalgo chieftains could not before vi
stand,
Old Auahuucs sunny vale, and the Aztec's COLDER
| town
Threw the hateful, tattered banners of Santa AnnI
| down
But I'll safely keep thee, noble foe, and see tha
you no moro
Play cut and slash with Yankee hearts or revel il
| their gore.
And you'll repent, aud I'll forgive the many wrong
you've doue,
While we number DER the battle fields that W
have lost aud won. .f.... 2