Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1894-08-17
A PLEA FOR The DEAD.
For the Tensas GAZETTE,

To the old comrades who still have a spark o
love burning in their hearts for the memory O
those gone hefhe!-
Statues OF granite and marble
| They hsve raised tn our noble Lee,
| AND many shaft has reared its head
To mark our Confederacy.
Here and there aud everywhere
Are monuments raised to our dead,
And i also marks the havoc OF war
During those four long years of dread.
But is there ONE stone raised
For the Tensas Cavalry's dead,
Is the one cleaning shaft upreared
To mark where they fought and bledi
Is the love of a lifetime lingering
Still in the survivors, breast?
Do they care to mark the resting place
or the comrades they loved the best,
Have they forgotten that morsing fair
when they mtrched of so bright and CAV
Have they forgotten the three long cheers
That were given tor the Boys in Grsy,,
Has memory grown faded and dim,
OF how !Ou fought side by side7
Have iou forgotten that comrade
VINO, while you knelt by hin, died,
Has the camp fire picture faded,
H'wy you T. Id your stories Q 'er;
of by-4one days and love scrapes,
Am the home folks you'd ne'er see more |,
Oh. comrades OF the Teusas Cavalry.
Your bsir il threaded with gray,
And many of yon are bent and stopped
Not like you were when you marched away.
Do you know that the "Silent River'
Is ripping at your teel,
and perhaps too soon in those fowery fields
Those dear comrades you'll meet,
Then cant you spare from your busy life
few moments tor the old times sake,
And rear 10 the memory OF those dear comrades
shaft Oi wonderful make!
And hen forever. let that shaft speak
or the survivors, devotion and love
70 the dear. dear comrades OF long ago,
That tney will meet at Gods throne above
Is it asking too much for the humble soldier
This shalt OF memory!
Would you give your money elsewhere
Thsu 'or tue sake OF the Tensas Cavalry?
Far away in the Lone Star State"
"a I'd ut the thought nav eyes grow dim)
The Colonel lies sleeping bis last, long sleep
In sight Of Gulf, gray aud grim.
And where the North stars cold rays
shIue, dim and pale. at dead Of night
Another OF our hei oes, dear and brave,
Lies sleeping beneath the calm star light.
A nd where Southern breezes are blowing
Aud the honey suckle climbs and creeps.
Another OF those Boys in Gray"
la his eaceiul grave lies asleep.
Over the Earths broad bosom
They have wandered. far sad wide;
Living and dead are parted
0t those VINO fought side by side.
Oh, why not unite all their names
In a noble shalt of stone!
Ind place 1t here In our parish
That most Of them called ''Hnme!"
II this cannot be. here in my heart
u 'numsnt to all raise,
And here on its side in letters Of gold
The bravery OF the Cavalry IN praise.
Or If but had the poets power
Here, on the spotless leaves of fame,
With the pen of MEMORY and the ink of LOVE
I'd inscrioe each hsllowed name.
Though weary and tired with llfe's warfare,
Let memory's bells still ring:
And to the heart that Is iurrowei by care,
Let love, sweet incense bring.
And when the silver 6ngers of the moon beams
Tenderly touch each herO's grave,
May it also glesm on the marble shaft.
That the love Of their comrades gave!
"CHICOE. " |,
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