The Rutland weekly globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1873-08-15
wanted a Leader.
BY col. G. r. T.. HOLMES.

BY col. G. y. T.. HOLMES.
We wanted a leader--the record OF death.
From sea coast to prane-on mountain and
heath.
Alone furnished proof that our armies were
there
And strong hearts were doubling and weak
.. hearts despair.
But bark from the prairies an oninOus roar
Like rushing Of waters, which sweep on before
the breath or the tempest and leave but
OF barriers leyeled and crushed in thcir track.
With qulckenlng Of pulses, and siraning Of
We catch the first tldlngs dlspellingaour fears.
"Our forces are moving :" "the first line Is past"
mOur armies have found commander at last .
Ihe promise OF victory each message confirms
"Ilstl DonelSon fallen :" "the foe asking terins!"
No hating or doubt, In the quick answer turks,
surrender az once, or move on your works."
Scarce waiting to tally his pris'ners Of war,
our 0, Sheitain pressed on, TN the terrible roar
The day OF delay and inactlon was past.
twas not work at shiloh, as though over hell
Had burst Wild tempest OF bullets and shell,
Both Sides Fought like demons, with steel cross
ing steel,
And Observation-Disclosures torn col
slowly back, Inch by inch, bu, still unsubducd,
Every Inch Of the track with dead focmen
TIN the shudrlng sun hid his face in the west,
And plying night forced both parties to rest,
All day through that terrible maclstrom of
All day-eyerywher--a all points In breath
All day where the line seemed to waver or TALL
Rode the soul, the lnsplrer, mover of all.
And where shall find you, my General, pray /?
| Asked MS ald-departing with orders that day.
seek that part OF the field, wherever It be.
| Where firing Is hOtteSt-repOrt there to me-"
All night through the camp, where the wearled
hosts lay,
lie IaSsed TO inspire them once more for the
fray.
"Cheer up, boys cheer up no gloomy fears Dor
row:
Wen fire the first gun at the rascNls to-mor-
| row."
At dawnlng they rallied again with the sun
Al noon theI were NctOrs, and Shiloh was won.
The barbed shafts of envy. and jealousy's rage,
| Were loading the press with column and page,
Still fought he right ON, and IN silence endured,
For his brave heart knew well his fame was as
sured.
And this noble speech to his silence was key
my deeds, not my speeches, shall answer fOl
me-"
Through calumny hatred, reyllng and rant,
Was ever hero 50 steadfast as Grant?
stu onward, right on, with blow following blow
lie laid the proud hopes OF our enemies low:
TIL crossing his lines as net that is cast,
He held the Southwest In his SamsOn-like grasp
And vlcksburg was ours, and sherman sci free
To cut that Wide swath nom the plains TO the
sea.
Relieved in the west where his labors were
And called to regain what was lost at Bull Run
lie kindled new hopes, where all hopes haC
proved vain,
And marshalled his hosts for that final cam
palgn.
No haltlng-nO dOubtlng-no wave rlng-no fear
His great heart beat calm while his triumph
drew near
'What tldings from Grant," was the cry on eacl
tongue,
While fierce cannonades through the wilderness
rung-
List list to the answer, calm, manly and clea
The chieftain In front sends the chief IN tn,
rear,
Though the summer may pass and autumn
suns shine,
shall tight i the thing out, right here on th
And he did light right on, TN treason went
And freedoms flag waved DER each hamlet and
From virginla's hills, whence their fugitive
chief
Disguised in--wild terrOr-stole out like a thief
TO the bayous and swamps of our Southern
most zone,
And wars thunders ceased, for the great stake
was won.
As generous In triumph as valiant In fight,
He grants TO the vanquished each forfeited
right.
mo trials for treason; no dungeon for Lee;
He fought like a soldier surrendered to me
Now. my life for his, he shall go with his men
And Northman and southern, be brothers agalI
Let war be forgotten-let pickering cease
The conflict is ended now let us have peace"