, 1876-10-15
OLD FARMER BROWNS DREAM,

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again had come;
heard the scream o. the merry hfe an rattlin' o
Once more our gallant Boys in Blue, with their
| glittern guns, were seen,
An onr company formed in solid line upon the
villagc-sreen
There were wimmin there. With their little ones,
an with faces pale an white,
As they said ''Good-by" to the men they love, who
| were startin' for the light;
There were lovers who parted forever then an
There Were little babies who elsppea their hands
Away from the peaceful viilage, With firm an, q
solemn trend,
An down TO the fields o glory where the furrows
Away in the merry Spring time an into the bloody
fray,
While tie daisies were bloomin' be-
With our war-dfams wildly rollin', with our
voices jined in song,
An our colors agaily hyin' as We proudly passed
along.
Then followed the sultry Summer; our face, grew
dark and brown,
While over the dusty highways We tramped from
town to town;
Our feet were blistercd and weary an our bodies
were racked with pain.
An some on ns fell by the roadside, to never rise
While the Autumn-leaves were g. falin, lay upon
my bed,
With a Rebci bullet in me, an both of my boys
1could hear the loud guns boomin', without the
Shiny wall,
An, while hundreds died aronud NE. struop1ed
through it all.
Again ut the dreary outposts, when the fields were
frozen hard
On the banks o. the bleak Potomac stood in the
snow. on guard.
thought o the ones who loved me. In my home
50 far away,
While watched the stars above NC, IN, waited the
dawn q day.
1dreamed stood On the battlefield, with tie bull
,r,. lets ~whistlin' by, :,
With the smoke SO thick about my head that [
couldn't see the sky;
With the cannon around me roarin', like bursts O.
thunder sound;
Who're the dyin' an deac together lay in heaps
upon the ground;
Where many fallen hero, with his last expirin'
breath,
wild charge o death,
Rose up on his hands UNI cheered 'cm, from the
fuTrow where he lay,
Albumin with thirst m fever, while his blood
Where the terrible cries o. the wounded rcsounded
As the sun went down, at tile close o. day, with
red an awful glare;
Where, down in the dark rayines, At night In
trenches long un' deep.
We buried our dcud, an left en- to their last nm
broken Sleep
by dream was changed. Above nc saw cloudy
Once more in Southern prison in anguish seemed
to lie,
With nothin' o'erhead for shelter,-on q pi,e o,
moldy hay,
With hundreds around me starvin' an a-dyin'
was chilled BY the dews o The eveufu,: x.s wet
By the falln rain,
An With lips that we're parchcd with fever prayed
for death in vain.
We were tortured beyond endurance. whi}e Rebel
fcnds stood by,
Who gloatea upon our anguish, an smiled to sse US
cold sweat On my brow, 3A~
An thank the Lord with ali nv son1 TINT fhe war
is over now; ~
That over the country everywhere the Old Flag still
That the millions are freed from their bona,oa ho
once were held in chains;
Ihat the terrible Southern slayepens their prey no
That the auction blocks have vnn}sh.d rrb.ro |
human flesh was sold;
mat no no. more amid the tangled swamps We hear
That the whipping post is overthrown to which the
slave was bound
on many field?
Where M are the 70 No!thern copperhcads who were the
Where arc the wild suerrillas who wrought such
Who murdered defenseless wimmen dozen ye,n
ago? ' |
There are some who have served the Devil 80 ,onr
an 60 very we'll 's"e
fhat inSs1d O bein' in Congress, they ought 10 be
With leetle fire an birthstone TO keep 'em kind
O warm; ~11 AAA"
There are some who are shootin' ssniscers ana.
shoutin' for Reform: al
There are some who are talkin' Treason, ali viii
until they die; "'
and ALL are a~howlin' for Tildcn Is 1oul rs wove,
can cry.
Under the wagin' Southern pines our fallen hcroe,
sleep, ~ 1'eA AeAo's
in heaps; ' "4o'ot
An there, on the fields o glory, they're watin' the
Judgment Day: @ De
Must we tell our childrcn.s eh;,dren +h,t .,oo, |
lives were thrown away: '1oee
OAK PARK, III. EuaExy r. u,1,