Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1877-06-01

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We pledge here our fealty anew,
The star spangled banner forever,
We hail thee. the red, white, and blue.
Thus the banners go up, with loud cheer
and hurrah,
And patriot thousands enlist for the war,
While the roll of the drum and the shrek Of
the fife,
Call on to the field, where carnage is rife.
Oh, heart-sickening days of deepest sus.
pense,
So crowded with fears and with anguish in
tense,
When grim-visaged slaughter his wrath
doth outpour,
And the battlefield reeks with its rivers Of
gore.
And now atthe dawn of bright summer
day,
Two armies are marshalled in battle array,
| Confronting each other they sullenly stand,
Awaitingin silence the word Of command.
There's hush in the air so balmy and
warm,
Like the hush that betokens the oncoming
storm,
When the angry clouds climb the blue vault
of the sky,
And the yet distant thunder rolls rumbling
on high.
Then come the dark questions of doubt and
of dread,
How long with the living? How soon with
the dead?
They press for an answer, no answer comes
back,
From the earth's deepest depth, or the
storms gloomy track.
But now, with wild roar, the dread battle
cloud breaks,
And crash follows crash, till the very earth
quakes,
The skirmish line, firing, falls back to the
rear,
Stand firm, my brave fellOwsl no yielding
to feari
That shell that swept past, how remorseless
its shrek!
What language, unearthly, those death
missiles speak,
How tire minnie balls hiss through the trem-
ulous air,
And the solid shot groan like the wall of de-
spair.
What was that? Are you struck? What
dull heavy thud!
Is it John? Is he dead? I'm bespattered
with bloodl
Poor feIlowl He's gone! But steady my
men!
Would to God, we could bring him to life
once again!
They are coming! A charged How they
cheer MS they run!
Quick boys! There is desperate work to be
done!
Now pour in the schrapnel and canister too!
And make tia charge they will bitterly rue.
How grandly they march to destruction so
dire!
How bravely they breast such terrible firel
How they close up the gaps made by deaths
fearful gale,
ASH sweeps through their ranks with its
murderous hail!
They halt! Yes, they waverl And now in
alright,
The host panic-stricken, seek safety in
flight
The cavalry crowd the demoralized foe,
With sabre in hand raining blow upon blow.
Oh the shrieks and the groans that ascend
from the plain,
Where mangled men writhe in the blood of
the slain,
Long windrows of agony mark the red
track, ~
Where thousands came forth and but hun
dreds went back.
The battle is over! the victory won,
But husband and and father and brother
and son,
Lie tossing in pain, the cold earth for a
bed,
Or sleep their last sleep, mid the dying
and dead.
AS oft the glad morn with its orient beam,
Dispels some dark fancy, some terrible
dream,
So the sunshine of peace drives wars
shadows away,
And no horror of battle disturbs US to-day.
We gather in peace at the verdure-clad
mound,
And think Of the friends lying low in the
ground,
We scatter sweet flowers on the green grassy
grave
Of each hero who died, our loved country
All well!let them sleep in such gentle re-
pose,
Unharmed by life's ills and nnscathed by
its woes,
The dust with the dust, and the soul with
the blest
How softly they Iceland how sweeetly they
rest
In thy narrow turf-thatched home,
Undisturbed by roll of drum,
Or the battles fearful hum,
Rest! SOIdierl Rest!
Under Heavens blue vaulted dome,
Arched above thee for tomb,
In thy narrow turf-thatched home,
Rest! Soldier! Rest!
Rest meath natures fowerY sea,
Where the tender grasses sigh,
In the breeze that passes by,
RestI Soldier! Restl
Singing bird and chanting bee,
Sing and chant sweet tones for thee,
Rest meath natures fiowery sea,
Rest! Soldier Rest!
Restl Victorious DER the grave,
For the spirit hies away
Freed from its entangling clay,
Restl VictOri Rest!
Fer such souls so true so brave,
Christ his life ransom gave,
IO6Sb! NlCIOTlOuS y ef JuS grave,
Restl Victor! Rest!
Rest in higher friendship found,
Unalloyed by things of earth,
Never surfeit, never dearth,
Rest! COmrGdel Restl
All through Heavens remotest round,
Where true friendships most abound,
Rest in higher friendship found,
Restl COmrade! Restl
Rest thee now with braEer hearts,
Cleansed by tribulatlons dire,
Called through flames to come up higher,
Rest! Hero! Rest!
There no towards treacherous darts,
Break the rest that God imparts,
Rest thee now with Drawer hearts,
Rest! HerOl Rest
Rest in nearer Binship now,
God the Father, dwells with the,
Christ the Son, thy life shall be,
Resti Soldier Restl
Kindred spirits with the bow,
Kindred wreaths press every brow,
Rest in nearer kinship now,
Rest Soldier! Restl
DIED.
II.