The Republican journal., 1888-02-16
kiss for Inc my little brother,
Kiss the sister loved so well.
" hen YOU sit together. mother.
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kiss for me my little brother,
Kiss the sister loved so well.
When YOU sit together. mother.
Tell them how their brother fcl.'
Among the sweetest things in song is the
Vacant Chair" and another which does not
blue" beginning, "He sleeps my dear lad. iii
his faded coat of blue"
While the heroes were starving in the prison
pen at Andersonville, George +. Root was in
spired to write the song, Tramp. Tramp,
Tramp; or The Prisoners Iope,' which was
destined to be sung by every man, woman and
child III the North. and which was PLAYED for
years by every brass band, and latterly hv
every hanI organ and street musician in the
country. Nothing touched the popular heart
like that. Everybody was wild over it. and
for long time its popularity was undimmcd.
Indeed it was sung and re>ung SO much, that
another one was written of similar nature.
which does not appear in the collections. | do
not know the title, but the chorus ran thus
''On ON. on, the boys came marching
Like grand majestic >ea.
And they dashed away the Guar, from the
heavy iron door.
And we stood beneath he starry banner
free"
The words and air of the Star Spaugled
Banner are familiar to every one. but prob
ably every one has not heard the last verse,
| written by Oliver Wendell Homes during the
rebellion. To my mind it i, the peer Of all
the other verses in beauty an,, ni>h.
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smile.
should foe from within strike a blow at
her glory.
Down. down. with the traitor who dare> to
drflc
The flag of her stars and tine PAGE of her
Hy the millions unclaimed. whose birthri-ht
We've gained
We will keep her bright hazon forever u!l-
stained,
And the Star Spanscl Banner forever shall
While the band Of tie free is The home Of the
brave"
Many little GEMS of poetry which appeared
in the newspapers from time to time were set
TO music. but they fae, to touch the popular
heart like those ! hHlr cnunrrate,l
After the Whit tag OF peace had brrn llun=
on the air at \ppomattoN, and sherman hnl
returned from his au,larioI- march to thc SEA.
Mr.. Work produced the song Of songs. "Aiurcll-
ing through Gcor@ia which ln, probably
been >un. more times than all the olhcr war
songs conihic.. Probably that SOM ha> been
sung at every campfire for the last twenty
Years, and for my part. say, long may they
live to sing it, and when the last Grand Army
boy is asleep in his ''loW and narrow tent
may the SONS take up the stirring old >uug of
their fathers and >in4 il ;t> they have sung il.
have thus impcrfectly and hastily consider
| Ell some Of the famous war SONGS vi hjch thrill
ed the common heart from 81 to o. Wee can
not expect thHt the liand of the prr>cnr gcner-
alton will warm in the same measure IL did
that of Twenty-Five years ago. when these
song, are sung. But il i flrt that nothing
| has since been written in the way Of song, that
will hold any comparison to these.
| 1t is to be hoped that they will he more ana
more popular Is years roll away, all the chill
| drtn should be taught to sim them. both in the
home circle and in the public schools. Pre-
| serve the war songs by all incall> for in no
better way can Il love of country be incu,cated
into the youthful mind than in teaching them
the songs into whose melody and verse We're
/ woven the throc> of :; nation.
| 1t will not be long before the mcu with the
| llmpm- gait and the empty sleeve will ,ii>Hp-
| pear from our View and he accounted for in
| the realm beyond the river. The voices which
first >an- "Iohn Brown" "renting Tu-niuht"
and "Marchiu- through tcor.ia" will lie heard
no moro. ric Grand Army of the Repablic
| will be like a tale that is told, hut in ticif
songs sung in the lonely camp and beneath the
starlight southern >kv, We have a hprit tgc and
legacy TO hequcah to their children aud grand
rhildren. Nothing connected with the war
stands ont yiyiv, OF brings back it, en-
rgricnca> plainly a~ these sweet old songs
| well rendered 10y male vorc>. Let lis love
them. and listen to them. while life lasts, and
why no. believe that when the old Guard,
Go to Join the soldier tide
Mastering On the other side
that their ears catch the greeting If Ike old
war songs that thrilled them in Youth and
comfortcd them in middle acc.
HELEN y. PACKARD.