Kimball enterprise. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1883, 1883-06-08

the entire regiment and by the Thirty
sixth Massachusetts, next in line.
There the grim ranks stood at bay in the
deadly thicket. The air was filed with
the crackle and smoke ofburning under
brush, the pitiful cries of the wounded,
the rattle of musketry, and the shouts
of command; but above ALL answering
the exultant yells of the enemy, rose the
inspiring chorus:
The Union forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah
Down with the traitor and up with th 3
starsl
And we'll rally round the dag, boys.
Rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of freedom"
One of the army songs, which has be-
come as popular in England as it is in
this country, is published as having
been written and composed by Lewis
Lambert. This is nom de plume for
P. S. Gilmore. To be sure the words do
not amount to much, and there is some
thing disagreeable TIA we'll regulated
Temperance mind like our own in being
obliged to melodiously inform the pub
lie that
"We'll all drink stone blind,
When Johnny comes marching home"
but the tune is of rollicking, devil-may
care order thatis very catching. The fact
10, ollIilOlS UullG up lllS WOIuS W Ills
air, on the same principle that in Virgin
ia they invariably build the chimney
first, and then erect the house against it.
The air was an inspirations, but the
words might be classified as rhymes
without reason.
Poor Miles O'Rieiley Charles G. Hal
pine) set to the Irish air of 1.-THE Low
Back Car" the words of the humorous
song of which we here give the first
verse, and we have heard him sing it
with fine effect:
Some tell Us 'ts bu ming shame
To make the naygurs fight;
Ah' that the thrade of being kilt,
Belongs but to the white;
But as for me, upon my soul!
So liberal are we here,
I'll let Sambo be murdered in place of
myself
On every day in the year!
On every day in the year. boys.
And every hour in the day,
The right to be kilt III divide wild him,
An divil a word I'll say.'
All! poor Charley! He was the life of
many a camp fire was private Miles
O'Reilly, and much of the best and rae
lest literature of the war came from his
gifted pen.
'The Star Spangled Banner" will ever
rank as the first of American war songs,
and linked with it will be "Hail, Co.
lumbia," America" and the "Red
White and Blue.' We are not certain
that this latter is an American song. It
has been claimed by the English under
the title Britannia, the gem of the
Ocean," The first person we ever heard
sing it was the late Edward L. Daven-
port, and he once informed us that he
got the songEin the mother land. Hail
Columbia" was rset by its author, Judge
Hopkinson, to the air of "The Presidents
March," which somebody lad composed
in honor of Washington; but the words of
"The Star Spangled Banner" are sung to
an old English bacchanalian air, "ro
Anacreon in heaven" while the Rey.
Mr.. Smiths ''My Country tits of Thee"
goes to the air Of "God save the Queen"
The national hymn, with appropriate
original music, is yet to be written. kel-
ler's hymn does not fill the bill, nor in
deed does Julius Eichberg's, or that am
bilious production which Gilmore gave
to the country two or three years since.
We have touched but lightly on a few
Of the soldiers songs. Did one go into
the matter to any great extent there Ger.
tainly would not be a sufficiency Of
space in this edition of the Traveller to
accommodate US While there was
plenty of enduring poetry written dur
ing the war, the number of really meri-
torious songs that were given birth to
were few indeed. On the whole, we
are inclined to think that in this respect
the South was in advance of us, for we
certainly (Mrs. Howe's noble efforts
aside) do not possess single song of the
Rebellion at all comparable to MARY
land, My Maryland" and the air to
which it is sung is we'll fitted to the
words.