River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1896-07-02

Ine nag whose Stars WIN 6iois SAA--~s
And saw the sunlight kiss II on the plains
OF Brandywine.
Methinks adown the ais,es Of time the
drums are echoir still
That beat the long roll. sharp and clear.
that day AZ Bunker Hill:
seem TO hear the bugle notes that sounded
IN the glen
When, swooping down upon the foe. came
Marion and his men,
II 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 Tor the fray. ali you
remember how
The 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 To-
din invasion's star;
They formed Spartan phalanx which no
British steel could break.
And plsy'd the deadly game of war with
Liberty the stake.
with hearty zeal their foes 20 meet they
fiocked 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 crtmsOned with their own lie blood
the flag We love to name.
They beat their pIowshares into swords.
their plow 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
smOts the Hessisn foe.
They fsItered not in battle: upon York
towns glorious field
They saw the red ats ground their arms
and grim oppression yield:
And in the sun that autumn day the fear
less little band
Saw Washington with vtct'ry crowned-the
savior u the land
Upon that document whose fame we cele-
brate to-day
The farmer hero wrote his name. II ste md
eth there for aye
He left the harvest and the pillow, against
oppression he.
To say 10 George In thunder tones: This
country shall be free!'
Aye. in that fight for freedom. like a wall
those farmers stood,
From Lexington's immortal plain to Prince
toms snowy wood.
They fought for right on hill and plain.
deep In the break and gorge.
They bore without a murmur all the woes
OF Valley Forge.
The legacy they left to US. their sons. Is
vast and free
The land which lies in majesty from sound
ing sea TO sea.
A flag whose beauty wins the world upon
the land and foam.
Beneath whose stars the poor oppress'd
will ever find home.
All hail the mem'ry OF tine men who gath
cred long ago
At Freedoms clarion call to arms TO smite
the foreign foe!
Their sons, like them. have left the pillow.
their freedom to maintain.
They nObly fought at New Orleans. they
died at Lundys Lane.
To-day 1 nins Old Glory proudly to the
summer breeze.
j know Il thrills a million hearts beyond
the stormy seas.
IT waves above the hOvel poor and DER the
mansion. too.
With bIazoned stripes Of white and red and
stars in field Of blue.
Long may II float above the land which
calls that flag It's own.
Around Il chosen heroes stand. beneath Il
is no throne
Our farmer sires who saw it wave In war
have passed away.
Tut VIC recall their deeds OF worth with
pride this natal day.
The children over I'm the grove with mimic
sword and gun
Are playing war beneath the trees-Bur-
goyue and Washington
cross the fields TO watch them. while
heroic memries swarm.
And thus I pass another dear old Fourth
upon the farm
IT. c. Harhaugh. In Ohio Farmer.