Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1883-03-27
OLD PAPERS.

From the Oxford Observer, Vol. /,
No. 5, Paris, Thursday, August 5,
1925:
1.-THE following lines which are copied
from the American Sketches we presume
would be acceptable to our readers at any
time; and We anticipate they will receive
a more hearty greeting at this time, in con-
nection with the description OF that des-
pcrate fight which is given in this day s
paper"
LovELL's POND.
The scene in 1928 OF desperate encoun-
ter with the savages.
In the earth's ver,lant bosom. still, crumbllng.
and cold,
sleep the soldiers who mingled in battle of old !:
They rushed TO the slaughter they struggled,
and fell.
And the clarion OF glory was heard AS their
knell.
Those brave men have long been unconscious
and dead,
The pines murmur sadly above their green bed,
And the owl and the raven chant loudly and
drear,
When the moonbeam DER Lovell's Pond shines
on their bier.
The light OF the sun has just sunk in the wave
oh! in pillows OF blood sat the sun OF the brave
Tho waters complain as they roll DER the
stones,
And the rank grass encircles u few scattered
bones.
The eye that was sparkling no longer is bright.
The arm OF the mighty, death conquered its
might,
The bosoms that once for their country beat
high,
To those bosoms the sods Of the valley are
nigh.
The shout OF the hunter Is loud on the hill,
And sounds softly echo DER forest and rill
But the jangling OF arms shall be heard OF no
more,
Where the heroes OF Lovell's Pond slumber In
gore.
Observer, August II, 1924. From
American Sketches" by Thomas c.
Upham:
at is related as tradition, that one OF
the soldiers who fought at Loyelrs Pond
in 1925, on being desperately wounded,
crept into birchen canoe and in that con-
dition was waited to the other side beyond
the reach Of the conflict; and the proba-
biity Is, considering how few escaped to
tell the issue of that days sanguinary en-
counter, that his life and suiferings were
ended beneath the waves"
r"This is incorrect. The soldier, al
luded to whose name was Kies, being
wounded In three places hove himself into
q birch canoe and committed it to the mer.
cy OF the waves. He was drifted several
miles towards the fort, and finally reached
his home in safety. "l-ED. Observer.
THE BIRcHEN CANOE.
In their collins the dead lie and slumber in
clay,
But birchen canoe yonder hastens away
Which contains in its bosom cold, lifeless and
red,
A soldier In battle who struggled and bled,
Thou pale, bleeding soldier, thou white birchen
boat,
OH whittier, OIL WHITTIER, SO far would ye
float?
That soldier so crimson, when death had come
nigh.
Laid down in the vessel to languish and die.
That birchen canoe, now he's dead, DER the
wave,
Is bearing his body to ind II grave;
And whittier it hastens and where will be soon
Is q cave wrought by fairies to shelter the
moon.
That birchen canoe shall 60 down in the deep,
To find out q place where a soldier might
sleep,
And wreaths made by moonlight shall gladden.
his cell,
And fairies by moonlight shall dance to his
knell.
For CONN, that boat shall recline DER his
breast
And the murmurs OF Lowell Pond sooth him to
rest.
For STROUD DER that soldier the green weeds
shall bloom,
And fairies BY moonlight shall dance round