The Dillon tribune., 1881-05-14


The fate Of mighty nltion lay
On the chance, Ut that summer day.
The fife was mum,
And no tap Vi the dram
Told what had come.
The cavalry men
,l'rO0ped down the glen
Up the MOUND
The cannon found
Their tnvor.t. ground;
Down NY the run
Lurked y inonstrous gun.
The army il blue and that one IN gray
Wers getting ready each other t. >lay.
While In. little old WON IN was knitting
away.
The pcsets beyan it--rop, PIP. rcp!
The old dame heard them, but couldn't
stop:
She was rounding the hee!-and that You
Is nicer than narrowing the toe
She wyst keep count of the slit :hes, and 50
She made her fingers faster go
Holding her breath
Half scared tn death
Half scared to death she couldn't stop
A. the scattering pickets. r 'p, pop pop
TO steady voiIey Of mmsketry grew;
The old dam - fi"gers faster fi.w.
Faster and tastcr--nor long be ore
The rifles were drowned in til. grtat guns
roar;
What with tn. bother Of rounding the heel
And tn: dread nj tn. can ,ol's peal ON,
peal. &
She was bewiiderci-shc didn't know
Whether to stay, or where she shou go:
S, she sat IN the ch,ir
With q vacant stare,
Swinging her gray head to an fro
Knitting away in II terrible trance,
With pinclied and pallid countenas'cc.
Over tn. fields, by the tangled screen
Ola narrow laurel lined ravine; -
Down by the stream and OH the hill:
At the great stone fence and the old stone
mill,
There was wild work doing that summer
For thousand brave men liteless lay
-ssr wsss sr s. xFe s.aifnas M o.es a.
,rhsrc wa. o's ysans ~ q suit q blue
through.
\ pitiful sight. O.! 1T US pray,
No fOernan took aim ut him that day,
But by misch,nc.
Some shot did glance
Or a careless bullet went widt. astrav!
q! let US believe that his fate was blestl
For he lay a. an infant lies ut rest,
Ills white hands elias psl Der his wounded
breast,
With smile ON his lip, and the light o.,
his brow.
OH! coull his mot.,cr but see him now.
The battle still nearer ard ncar.r came
t. the c0ttay.of tine dear oil knitting
dame. 49, =
The great guns IN d.. Il terrible sound,
And the bullets were flying thi,kly around
The little birds had no business where
Whirled fiery shells that sang in TIL air;
SO they hid away in very great scare;
The rabbits started from under the vines,
Ran plump into the encmys lines;
The dog ut first didn't mind it inucl.
But s0On ran bowling into his hutch:
And plun,ed and spurred Sir Chandelier
Dropped his feathers in craven fear.
Why even the cat
Just think of that,
When the bullets were flying around liz,
hail,
And she found that it was Of no avail
To put up | er 'Mck and stitfen her tail
Withdrew !" rather hurried way
10 the ccller. Sh, wasn't afraid to stay.
No more than the colonels who go to til,
In the heart OF battle. are moved ny fear;
They mean Of course to come again
When they've looked .'a,ter ratio,.s for til.
men!
The tranced dame ut III" setting Of SUI,
Had rounded the hccl-and tn. foot WI,
done!
Now, fast now slow
Her fingers go
Steadily on In tire way they know.
And were just beginning to narrow thu
When MISUNDERSTANDING needles and al
We're shot away by four pound hall!
The dame didn't mind It ut nil, ut all;
And still she sat IN the twilight gray
Scared to- death as one might say,
With her absent fingers shifting away,
Aud there she'd been till the present day,
Had not blue.cM,t Artillery man,
Grizzlei will, smoke, and brown with tan,
With voice as loud as the cannon's roar,
bounced suddenly in Ut the open door:
Aud before she had time for new alarms
The dear old creature was fast in his arms
And kissed and pressed
To his brave vnung breast,
Dear reader, YOU can surely guess the resi-
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