The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1898-11-10
The Battle of Teddy's Terrors,



snake Guloh.
There was lovely regiment whose men wuz
strong and stout,
Fer s ONE they had diplomas and fer some
WIS warrants out;
And Wood he was their colonel bold an
Teddy his mate,
And they called em HTeddvs Lambkins -
fer their gentleness was great
Now good ole man named Shafter says to
Teddy and to w o01 -
There's a JOINT called Santiago where we
amt we'll understood
&c. take yer lamblike regiment, and if You
are polite
l think yer gentle little ways IL set the mat
ter right
So when Teddy's boys got movin and the
sun on the fry,
And the atmosphere was eoaNin' them to lay
right down and die,
Some gents from Santiago who wul mad
cause they WIS there,
Lay down behind some bushes to put bullets
through their hair,
Now, Teddy's happy Sunday school Was
movln ON is way
A-seeKin' III it's peaceful style some Dagos
fer 10 slav;
Aud the gents from Santiago, With aversion
in their heart,
Wus hdlu' at the cross roads fer to blow EN-
all apart
There's a Spanish comic paper that has give
MS sundry digs
A-calhn of us cow ards an dishonest n ankee
pigs;
And l guess these folks had read t. ana had
thought 'tWOutd he immense
Jest to paraIize them lambklns they was
runin up agalns
So when our boys had pretty near arrived
where they WIS at,
And the time il propltious fer to start
that there combat.
They let Ter fly, a-thlnkiu they would make
a dreadful tear,
An then rubber-necked to see if any Yam
KEGS wus still there
VII
Now you can well imagine wOt dreadful
start they had
To see EN- still a standin there and lookin
bold and bad,
Fer when this gentle regiment had heard
the bullets fly,
They had "a vi'lent hankern' to make them
Spaniards die,
30 leuuy, he came runniu WIN MS glasses
on his nose,
And when the Spanish saw his teeth YOU
may believe they froze;
And w oOd was there long with EN-, with
his cheese knife in his hand,
W lille at their heels came yeliin' all that
peaceful, gentle band.
They fought them bloody Spaniards at their
own familiar game,
And the gei.ts from Santiago dllnt like it
quite the same
Fer you plug yer next door neighbor with a
rife ball or two
An he don t feel so robustous as when he s
a-pluggin' you
So when the shells was hoppin', while the
breechlocks clicked and smoked,
An the powder wouldn't blow away until ID
Teller choked,
That regiment of Yankee pigs was gunnln
through the bush,
An raisin' merry hell with that there San
tago push.
Then Teddy seen em runnin' and he gave
INDUSTRIOUS bawl,
And grabbed red hot rifle where a guy
had let it fall,
A nd tiXin of his spectacles more firmly on
his face
He started to assassinate them all around
the place.
SO through the scrubby underbrush from
bay plant to tree,
Where the thorns would rip feller's pants,
shockin' sight to see,
He led his boys a-dancln on, a-shoutln' left
and right,
And not missln many Spanish knobs that
showed 'emselVes in sight.
And when them Santiago gents wus finish
ed to their cost,
Then Teddy's boys, they took look and
found that they WIS lost
And as their crewel enemies WIS free from
earthly pain
They all sat down to wait fer friends to lead
EN- back again
MORAL.
That's the tale of Teddy's Terrors and the
valiant deeds they done,
But all tales, they should have morals, so o.
course this tale has one.
| So paste this idea in yer cage, wotever else
you do,
| Fer perhaps you'll thank me fer it yet before
yer game is through -
| The soldier boy that wears the blue is gen
tle-like and meek,
But doubt he'll mind the Bible if you soak
him on the cheek;
| An should you git him riled bit, you want
to have care,
Fer if he ever starts to fight he'll finish
Gawd knows where.
| [Stephen F. Whitman.
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