Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1868-08-12
BreIImann in Maryland.


BIZ cHLRLEs G. LELAND.
Der Breitmann NIT bis company.
Rode out in Maryland:
Dere's NIGHTS to drink in dis countr1e'
Mine troats as dry as sand,
It's light canteen and heyersaek,
It's hoonger mixet NIT doorsti
q II we had some lager peer
I'd trink ooDtil l 6oorst.
CLING. Elang. glOr1al
Ke'dtrink oonul We boorst,
Herr Leut'nant, take g dozen men,
Und ride dis land around.
Herr FeldWebel, go foragin.
Dill s0medinKs gOOt is found.
Gotts-dOOnderl men, 90 ploonderl
We hain't tFinked a bit
Dis fOurdeen hours. II | had beer,
I'd saul oontil ISphlit.
Cling, glang, gloria.
We'd saufoonm We sphit.
At mitternachs. a horses hoofs.
Coon rattlin rOo' de camp:
Rouse dere ! Coon. rouse der house dere !
Herr Captain, we must tromp
Der scouds have found q repel town,
Nit repel davern near;
ATepel kellar in de Ground,
Nit repel lager bier.
Cling, glang. glOrial
All fool Of lager bier"
ottsdonnerkreuzcho
How Breitmann brOkedd de bush
VI lei NE see uat lager DlSTl
o, let me at him rush!
Undis mein sabre sharp and true?
Und is mein war-hcrse gOotl
To get one quart Of lager bier.
I'd sphilla sea Of ploot.
Cling, glang, gloria!
I'd sphill a sea Of ploot
"Fue7f hoOndsred repels hold de down.
One hOondered strong are vel
Who cares a tom for all de odds,
Wen men 50 dirsty pc"
Andin dey smashed and down dey ehrashed.
Like dOnderpOits dey fly:
Rush fort as der wild yager coems
Nit bitten troo' de silky.
cling. glang, glorial
Like bitten trOO' de silky,
How aewed to rieb' W fewed to left
De mountains. dr land hedge;
How left and rigii he wager. corps
Went donder : roo de pridge.
Und splash und Josh dey ford de shtream,
Where not SON ! bridges pc;
All drippin' in { . moonlight peam.
Stracks went lie cavalre!
Cling, glang. ~Elorisl
Der Breitmans eavalrie!
IND hoOry. hoory on dey rots,
OOnheedin vet or try,
Und horse und rider shnort and bloWsd.
y shparklin bepples fly.
Roppl rOpp IL shmell de barley-preH
Dere's sOmetings good is nearl
Ropp! ropp!-I scent de kneiperei ;
We've got to lager bierl
Cling, glang. gloriai
We've got TO lager bier!
Heii-hoE de carpine pullets HINGED
0opon de helmets hartl
Oh. Breitmann. how dy sabre wringred;
Du alter knasterbartl
De contraDsnds dey sing for choy
To See de rebs go down.
Und hear der Breitmann grimly CRY
HOorah ! we've dock de down.
Cling. Elaug, gloria!
Victoria, victoria
De DOotch have took de down.
Nit shout und crash und sabre flash.
and Wild husaren shout
De Dootehmen bOorst de keller in,
Und rolled de lager out
And in de coorlin powder shmoke.
While shtill de pullets sung.
Dere shtood der Britemann. axe in hand.
A knocking out de boong.
Cling, glang, glOrial
HictOriRl kncOria!
De shpIcket beats de bo0ng.
GottsI vota shpree der Breitmann had
While yet his land was red.
A trinkinl lager from his poots
Among de repel tead.
Twas dus dey went at mitternight,
Along de moundain side:
Twas aus dey help make history
Dis was der Briteman's ride.
Cling. CLING, gloria!
ANAOAAha AlAVlAhA 1
Cer'yisia, encoria2
De treadful mitnighI ride
Of Britemann's wild Freischarlinger,
All famous. broad und wide.
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'Tain't de white, nor yet de black folks
hat nab de most influence in dis worI,
ut the yeLsr boys" said old Aunt Chloe,
she jingled a few gold coins that had
pine down from a former generation.
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"Kisses," says Sam Sick, are like crea-
on because they are made put Of nothing,
nd very good "They are also" says
Gaiarg '.like sermons, requiring two
eads and an application"
A Western paper says: "Mr. Seymour
said to be strong with the Democratic
but, u%nluckily, the party is not
.rong with him."
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