The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-10-26
SOLDIER BOY STORIES
Scraps of Gossip and Bits of Verse
About the Volun teers.
CASEY OF NJ AT CALOOCAN
His Daring Flag Raising Perpetuated in
a Poem by the Regimental
Poet-An Ode to the Mon r
tana Regiment.


is one of the young heroes of the regi-
ment of whom the entire command is
proud. His bravery ran largely to flag
raising. He had a passion for getting
the flag as far to the front as possible
in battle, reckoning the boys on with
it. One of his brilliant feats is told in
verse by William L. Doyle of Company
H, the regimental poet as follows:
Casey at Caloocan.
When Caloocan they were taking,
Casey of the wiry frame,
Far before his comrades breaking,
Did the deed that brought him fame.
Rapid furious the fighting,
When with gallant, bold desire,
Casey's eyes with fever lighting
Sprang before the deadly fire.
On his arm he held our banner,
Right and left his eyes We're east.
In a stern, determined manner.
Searching where to make it fast
Soon he saw a ragged gateway,
In the church's old stone wall,
| Where shell had made a lateway;
Twas Utah battery ball.
| Though the boys behind him clam
ored,
Up he mounted to the top,
| Tho the bullets whzzed and ham
mered,
| Not an instant did he stop.
There, the danger still outbraving,
| Stood he balanced in the skies.
And within his hand was waving
Our bright flag with starry eyes.
| Through it's silk the Mausers bowled;
CaSey'S little bOdv SwaVjng
! Timing every sweep and fold.
| Needless still of all disaster,
| Planned his eyes with fiery glance,
And the flag kept waving faster
While he cheered the swift advance.
Tell the world the dauntless story,
Let it ring across the tide;
Here is mankind in all glory
| Holding up a country's pride.
81 regret" said Lieutenant Myles
Kelly yesterday. that it should have
been printed that Casey was known as
Casey, the Tough AS matter of
any means, but a good, Woodworking
boy who is a splendid soldier and d
credit to the city. His nerve can be
shown in civil life as well as in the
army. as illustrated by the fact that he
was doing a mans work at the smell
ters when he was only 10 years old.
This country would be more law
abiding one were there more people
like Casey in it."
Here is another poem by William H
DOyle-of Company H:
tE What Did They Do:
What did the First Montana do?
What were those wornout heroe:
through?
Had you but gazed upon their forms
While bullets swept in leaden storms.
Seeking the hearts beneath their blue
You would not ask: What Did They
Do?"
They did their duty, man for man,
Holding at times the battle van,
Scoring the treacherous frenzied foe
Loading, aiming. firing low;
Holding their ground or gaining more
Pushing the hordes from Manila's door
With other heroes just as brave,
They swept as one vast tidal wave
Ger trench and pit and rice field wide
All staying effort they detied.
Leaving behind at every breath
A narrowing tale of awful death.
What did they do?" l speak wit
pride
They fought like wonders. side by side
Like peaceful lives quick turned t
wrath
They Spurned all danger in their pa tn
Crushed as was never crushed before
In the historic pages of war.
That did the First Montana do,
They and the other ranks in blue;
Bold regulars and volunteers
Well have they earned a nation
cheers,
and may they find
!. | All good that waits for brave man
: kind
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