St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-05-27

far and near,
He pays like Ancient Pistol, does the Loyal
Legionier.
Chorus.
So piously he goes to church, and always
enters late,
He slides in after the deacon has passed
around the plate;
A pilgrim at the Brunswick shrine, he seeks
the cafe rear,
Legionier.
Chorus.
He takes flyer in the street, and when he
wins he pays,
If he happens to be short, he'll 'settle one Of
these days."
Should brokers for more margin call, he
scorns the cry to hear,
He's one of the boys who fears no noise, this
Loyal Legionier.
Chorus.
When all his plants have run to seed, and
cheek is found no go,
He seeks a situation with great Barnum's
Or deep in Colorado's mines he ends his
bright career,
Then ali at last with him is ore, the Loyal
Legionier.
Chorus. g--l
OF different character entirely is the
s'Song Of the Legion which is adapted to the
ancient tune, "Lavriger Horatius," some
times incorrectly called maryland, my
Maryland" the Southern war song which
attained large share of its popularity from
the stately measures OF this ancient melody.
i Brave companions, tried and true,
Noble Loyal Legion;
! Veterans who wore the blue, j
Noble Loyal Legion;
1 Men who drew the nations sword,
J Saved the flag from being lowered,
4 Rally round the joviaI board,
1 Noble Loyal Legion.
Quick their countrys call to heed.
Noble Loyal Legion;
4 Faithful in the hour of need,
/ Noble Loyal Legion;
/ Glorious deeds Of patriot band,
4 Fighting for fair freedoms land,
\ Bright on history's page shall stano<
! sx Noble Loyal Legion.
| Iaureled banners on the WALL
! Noble Loyal Legion;
Tender memories recall,
Noble Loyal Legion;
Joys with sadness intertwine,
Hearts through humid eyes outshine.
4 Tears perfume the merry wine,
= Noble Loyal Legion.
Year by year the ranks grow thin.
Noble Loyal Legion;
Few recruits are taken in,
4 Noble Loyal Legion;
: There's no place for traitor knaye,
/ Sordid churl or bastard slave,
! Yainly such admission crave.
:, Noble Loyal Legion.
/ While of this heroic host,
Noble Loyal Legion;
One is left to drink toast,
! Noble Loyal Legion;
He'll remember days of yore.
/ Loved companions gone before,
Mustered on the shining shore,
Noble Loyal Legion.
Fill your goblets to the brim,
! = Noble Loyal Legion; q"
! Join in the Commandery hymn,
. Noble Loyal Legion;
! May the last companion here,
When he sees grim death draw near
l. = Meet him with bold Legion cheer,
- Noble Loyal Legion.
Another of his songs was dedicated to his
former commander, and who at the time twas
written, was the Commander of the Loyal
Legion, Major General Hancock, "the superb"
for whom he entertained the warmest admiral
ton and affection.
OUR COMMANDER. T.
A1R-AiIeen Aroon.
The Loyal Legion assemblies tonight,
At the gay camp fire SO CHEEKY and bright
Taking up sword and gun,
Fighting DER battles won,
Praising for brave deeds done,
Our Commander.
His an unsullied fame, wrought in true mould
His an untarnished name, pure as tried gold;
Stout heart when dangers nigh,
D Softened by sorrows sigh
Raise we his standard high,
Our Commander.
While the spiced loving-cup passes around,
Naught but sweet harmony here can be found,
Hate finds no place to stay,
Discord we drive away,
Friendship crowns with clear ray,
Our Commander.
Thus may we long endure, bound in firm
clasp,
Thus may we long secure brothers kind
grasp,
Long may his genial face
Our Legion banquet grace,
Long may he hold his place,
Our Commander.
IOA tllO COIl1uiO4 oOltAAO1o, do euOy hI0 oCylcd
there were few common soldiers in our war;,
he had strong regard, and it is manifested
in this beautiful tribute to the men who bore
the brunt of the battle and carried the old
flag to final and brilliant victory.
y. SOLDIER NO MORE.
AIR-Kathleen O More.
They tenderly lay him to rest meath the oak,
And tearfully peace to his ashes invoke.
The brave Union soldier a dead private
soldier, 90
soldier no more.
When called by his country her flag to uphold
He soon 'mongst the first volunteers was en-
rolled,
The brave Union soldier, a dead private
soldier,
The soldier no more.
Still foremost in battle to do his devoir,
True glory was ever his bright. guiding star,
The brave Union soldier, a dead private
soldier,
soldier no more
He fell, as a freeman should fall, in the
fight. ~
UNFOLDING the cause Of Truth, Justice and
The brave Union soldier, dead private
. soldier,
80 A soldio- N NINA