, 1876-10-08
THE TILDEN CAMPAIGN.

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Southern roE< At ALL HAzAIps "-1iaens Confederate
Has the War been failuroH Have thousands been
Have millions OF money been squandercd, in vain
1s our GLoK1ous USioS at last to be lost,
Tint we saved for our sons at such terrible cost?
Are the laureis Of many q desperate fray
BY terror and fraud to be taken away:
Is the strength Of he North but thing of the past
And have Traitors been humbled, to triumph at last?
Though many brave hearts in the trenches were
Though thousands Of widows and orphans were
Though dear ones were taken forever away
From tile homes that they loved, to be lost in the
Though thousands Of heroes in prisons were thrust,
To be starred by the fs"ds who refused them
Though our fields and our furrows were acluged
Has H. ha a'gAtsAaae Of 7+<oso" bee" ntppsa t" tAs
Though we raised the old dag over Sumter again;
Though we tramped to the sea. through the Rebel
Though down to the Gulf our battaliens in blue
Pissed on with will no repulse could subdue;
Though we marched into Richmond, with victory
Though the last flag Of Treason was brought to the
Though millions in bondage were freed from their
The old Rebel spirit uneonq,4ered renaaias.+
In each Southern heart the old hatred still lives.
How mean il the spirit that ever forsiyesl
All peace, law, and order, the Rebels defy;
Ingratefu1 they live, and ungrateful they die.
Instead of the prison, restored them their lands
We gave them again - civil rights, ~ as Of gore.
We pardoncd their crimes. But they hate us the
more.
Unrepentant they live. .Unforglving they strive
To keep the old iau.c of Disunion alive.
Each fosters that natural hatred and scorn
He has felt for The North from the time he was
They sit in their .ackc1oth; they plot and they
They watch and they wa1t with the Copperhead
Till, y terror and fraud, they can sweep, like
Der the face of country, and triumph at last.
The embers Of Treason are smolderlng still.
The Rebels, unpunished, yet murder and KILT
In q land where free man must fight or must fall
For the rights that his country has promised 10 all;
Where the Stars and the Stripes, meath the White
Leaguers' feet,
Who're Confederate outlaws the Union defy,
And ''T1LDEN OR DEATH!'' is ths watchword and
cry.
VII.
With record Of Perjury, Treason and Crime,t
The noisome old Copperhead crawls from his
slime:
The meanest Of reptiles that curses our spheres
He hisses "EeforM' in each creaulous ear.
He sends to the South this brief message OF wo:
We must wrest, ''at all hazards" this land from
our foe:
And back from the South comes the answering cry:
We will win, "at alI Aa=ards," though thonsands
may die.
.... VII.
Soldiers, who fought that our land might be freet
Q Sailors, who toiled on the billowy sea!
Will you yield to vile Traitors, or triumph anew?
Will you give up the ship to the Copperhcad crew:
Shall the Stars and the Stripes be dishonored Mt
VIII you strike the bright colors yon nailed to the
mast!
Shall your labors be 1ost' Shall the blood OF the
slain
On the plains Of the South have been wasted in |
vain?
The War Is still raging, and blood is yet spilled
The serpent was crushed but it 1lecer araS Killed.
And Traitors are rising: struggle Is near;
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