Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1893-01-26

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And that shot upon Sumter rebounded
On the Tyrant, Tory and Knave;
Around the world it echoed and sounded
The freedom and force of the slave.
There was none of the Nation more loyal,
Or suffered SO much for the free
AS the heroes so true and so royal
In the mountains OF East Tennessee.
And they leaped from the hill and the vale,
Their Union to cherish and save;
Like the Swiss, with a Winkleried rally
For freedom, or sink to the grave.
And their leader in thought was a Parson,
Who defed every traitor and knave;
They who murdered and committed arson
Found foe i'm great Brownlow the brave
The conscript tortured, and lone refugee
Were hunted by Indians and dogs,
Through brars and laurels of East Tennessee,
And left to the vutures and hogs.
ScafIold and prison they nobly defied,
The Union was all to these men:
For country and home they suffered and died
And would gladly do so again.
Airs oftheir mountains, so bracing and free
Could not hold serf or a slave:
Created by nature ever to.be
The home of the daring and free.
No highland chieftain ever proved more true
Than those of Tennessee, who stood
Like Wallace, or the farfamed Roderick Dhu
To guard the pass, the ford and wood.
The loyal North will never really know
How much the Border States endured
For freedom and the Union long ago,
Their blood cemented and secured
The wife and orphan tortured, scourged and
lashed
BY robber raiders night and day,
Maintained their kindred secrets to the last
Defied the power of Rebel Gray.
Their names are written on each cot and cral
Above the hate of cruel men;
They gladly battled for their country's fiag
Through every gorge and tangled glen.
Davis and Benjamin could not compel
These loyal hearts to fight for wrong,
Though life was made very burning hell
By minions of the fierce and strong.
The mountain toiler of the Cumberland
Beat back the echoes of the strife,
And thundered in a voice so loud and grand
1--WE fight for home and child and wife,
Their hills and wales are filled with noble
men,
Who died for Union and the flag;
They often slept within mountain den,
Or watched for freedom from a crag.
His native hills were all the world to him,
The prowling bear and deer his prey;
The eagle sweeping DER the mountain rim
Had taught him freedom on her way.
The sons and daughters of these noble sre'
Shall emulate their glorious fame,
And on the altar of their country's fires
Pour perfumed incense to their name.
Secession, with its fiery, horrid head,
Arose to terrify the land,
And relegate fair freedom to the dead,
That slavery might rule and stand.
The traitor host that struggled with Calhoun
Forgot that Jackson's spirit reigned,
To crush the fury of their wild simeon
And save the Union he sustained.
Let Andrew Johnson have his need of prais,
And Horace Maynard, brave and true;
They stood like lions in those fearful days,
Against the traitor and his cruel crew.
And o. p. Temple, with his steadfast mind
Could hold the scales ofright and wrong
While Parson Brownlow knew and well df
vined
The purpose of the rebel throng
Tennessee may boast from each mansion an,
OF one son so faithful and true;
The pride of the Navy, her own Farrrgut,
Who ruled DER the ocean so blue.
But war is over with its fearful stride,
No more the trembling heart recoiis o
panders,
Yet memory dear shall turn to Burnside
And glorify the death of General Sanders
The traitors who led now sleep with the dead
The slaves are forevermore free;
Peace reigns without blight, by day and b.
night,
Ger the Nation and East Tennessee.
The Blue and the Gray may mingle today,
And boast of the deeds of the past;
With only one flag DER valley and crag,
And Union forever to last.
The springs and the rils flow down from tn
hills,
And meander away to the sea;
The stars of the night are sparkling an
bright,
Der the free land of East Tennessee.
And Tennessee shall yet erect on high
A monument to loyal worth,
Whose towering tops shall pierce the morn
ing sky,
Whdre truth and freedom had their brit
Then shall the memory of that Spartan ban
Be glorified among the brave and free,
And all the loyal lips of every land
Shall sound the praises of East Tennessee