The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1896-07-02
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-: fought beneath
the flag whose stars with glory shine.
y and saw the sunlight kiss it on the plains
Of Brandywine.
NGethinks adown the aisles Of time the
drums are echoing still
Ehat beat the long roll sharp and clear.
that day at Bunker Hill:
seem to hear the bugle not IS that sounded
In the glen n.
When. swooping down upon the foe. came
Marion and his men.
It stirs my blood as recall the yeomen OF
the farms
Who led their horses from the fields when
Freedom called to arms:
She found them ready for the fray. ah! you
remember how
Tho news that spread from Lexington
found Putnam at the ploW.
The farmers Of New England gathered
fast from near and far
when Stark marched up to Bennington u
dim invasion's star:
They formed Spartan phalanx which no
British steel could break.
aAnd play'd the deadly game OF war with
Liberty the stake.
with hearty zeal their foes to meet they
locked with might and main.
From east and west, from north and south
to Saratoga's plain:
They followed Arnold In the charge which
won that field Of fame
And crimsoned with their own life blood
the flag We love to name.
They beat their plowshares into swords.
their pillow steeds they bestrode,
Behind the plume Of Harry Lee right GAL
lantly they rode:
One night across the Delaware amid the
sleet and snow
Those farmers followed Washington and
smOte the HesSian foe.
They faltered not in battle: upon York
towns glorious field
They saw the red coats ground their arms
and grim oppression yield;
And In the sun that autumn day the fear
less little band
cav Washington with vtct'ry crowneo-the
savior Of the land.
Upon that document whose fame we cele-
brate to-day
The farmer hero wrote his name, 1t stand
eth there for aye.
H1e left the harvest and the plow, against
oppression he,
To say to George in thunder tones: This
country shall be free!"
AYE, in that fight for freedom. like a wall
those farmers stood,
From Lexingtons immortal plain to Prince
toms snowy wood;
They fought for right on hill and pla1n'
They bore without murmur all the woes
OF Valley Forge
The legacy they left to. US, their sons. Is
The land which lies in majesty from sound
ing sea to sea,
"A Tag whose beauty wins the world upon
!. 81 the land and foam,
Beneath whose stars the poor oppress'd
: will ever find home.
,:-An hail the mem'ry Of the men who gath
=: cred long ago
AT Freedoms clarion call to arms to snaite
the foreign foe!
Their sons, like them, have left the plow.
their freedom to maintain.
They nobly fought at New Orleans. they
died at Lundy's Lane
To-day fling Old Glory proudly to the
: summer breeze,
L know it thrills a million hearts beyond
~ 1.-The stormy seas:
1T waves above the howell poor and DER the
mansion, too,
with blaxoned stripes OF white and red and
:. stars in field of blue.
Kong may it float above the land which
! calls that flag its own.
(. Around it chosen heroes stand. beneath 1t
>, Is no throne;
:. Our farmer sires who saw 1t wave In war
+ have passed away,
hut We recall their deeds Of worth with
"'. pride this natal day.
The children over in the grove with mimic
sword and gun
Arc playing war beneath the trees-Bur-
:. =. 5goyne and Washington!
: II cross the fields to watch them. while
=:s:s Heroic mem ries swarm.
And thus I pass another dear old Fourth
upon the farm.
IT. c. Harbaugh. in Ohio Farmer.