The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1875-04-29
4 PLAIN VIEW OF LEXINGTON.
BY GATH


Iva smith, that immenorial name who lea
some eis i1sI miles from Boston. the rebel
they s Tossed d Charles river in the night but not
o-e Psui revere rode on TO tell; also Dir.
Dawes
Ahead the Major, Pitcairn, went, quite swipy
me .1y IVA Of West India rum exhaling from his
He sSors to ind. despite his speed, Jack Han
A,,s S SS1H sy- ADAMS 20 swamp had taken in
mis- shirt.
sut when his infantry appeared, just after rise
And found the Yankee minute-men drawn up
The major. with his pistol out, roared, "Ground
your armsi dispersed!
At which their captain, Parker, lost the POI er
Of speech, or worse.
The major waited just a wink, and mighty grew
His niccoagh was the word of war: "Hic-damn
yei-hiccup-f1re! H..
Were earning the whole art of war, as dripped
10 grass the gore
The grensdiers now waved their hats, the light
loot soldiers cheered,
They lunched OcSlds the COrpSeSi Mhlie the peo-
Then pressing sas on 10 Concord, with frebrauds
the DUMPED much gun-wheel, ball and flint
II sundry dams and wells.
But little towns have busy ears and, travelling
mile on mle,
From Acton, Bedford, Littleton and Chelmiord
Cor ord and Westford, came the chaps with
fcythes and squirrel-guns,
Pronouncing something 'su'thin," and ToWine
stones were 'StunS.
These looking into Concord, from an overtop
23ebeid a British picket at the little old South
SPY thunder" Major Buttrick cries. Look thai
and form your ranks!
Giant nun to hold the bridge SEE they
They're pullin' up the planl<si
They'll tax us for another bridge, two shillini
I'd rsther have Two shiIin's go in bullet-mouldi
Then cried the thrifty farmer race, "wen save
the bridge or diet
Two shillins: 1t is despotism and all 1t dotn
imply."
As Major Buttrlck led the march, still crying
A squad Of red-coafs, aimed direct, behind tho
Two AEON men, ike Davis and Abner Hosmer
And ieft their bodies in the road turned up.with
faces haggard.
Then Buttrielz leaped three feet, at least, and
Two good red-coats Immediately lay useless and
10 hire.
The men the coats were measured for SleeI
there through historys tattle;
stwas hundred years ago and that was all tue
battle.
The picket left it's dead behind, the bridge re
quired no plan king;
Tho column wheeled from Concord, to dodge
the thousands banking;
Behind stone walls the old stone hints barket
out with bad intentions,
Ard General Gage for George the Third was los
ing lots of pensions.
Then Smith. the immemOrial-nO fight can d'
without him
And Pitcairn. on the ragged edge, with no moi
rum about him.
They heard the old hOrSe-plStOi5 ana s4ulrKel
shooters crack,
Ard lost about three companions before the,
worried back.
Bnt could they know the great result upon th
world and man,
No doubt, in mere philanthropy, anOtherma
they'd plan. ,,-,.,- .
glOTy'S pages
stand clearly out from other Smiths, OF al IN
Smithful ages.
a hundred years have passed away, and Will
The faces OF two outIawed men lifts, sculptured
Another Lexington embalms a statue grave Il
see,
AID Grant, at rebel Lexington, thinks back U
rebel Lee.
How fast, o Lord the wars of man, and take
always high!
No sVEeeter is the freedman's cake, the victor
pumpkin piei
When most at Concord most at War-Where wa
our freedom won?
"Hore," Concord says, disccrdantly You Ne
says Lexington.