Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1913-02-13
REMJNl SCENCES OF GEN. STARK
4 Resident of Northern New York Tells
OF His Grandfather at Bcnning-
ton-A Colonial Song.


To the Editor of the Free Press:
saw in a recent number of the Free
Press one verse of an old song my father
used to sing. AS ! happened to have an
old song book which contains the whole
song | have copied the song in full and
| send it to you. My grandfather, David
Perrigo was under General Stark in the
Battle of Bennington. My grandfather died
a good many years before | was born, but
| had it from my father that his father
| told him that while the American troops
were drawn up just before the battle Cen
eral Stark rode out in front of them and
said: Boys, we conquer this day or Mol
lie stark lies a widow tonight
My father, Sylvester Flint Perrgo, was
| born IN Georgia, Vt, and he spent the
first 80 years of his life there and in
! Highgate. He was captain of a rifle
| company when he decided to leave the
| State | have his commissions Of ensign,
lieutenant and captain and the acceptance
of his resignation as captain. They have
the quaint forms in use in 1873
to 1891 The old continental uniform Is
| represented on them
Very truly yours.
II. S. PERRIGO
Potsdam, y. Y, Feb 3.
NOBLE LADS OF CANADA
Come all YOU British heroes I pray you
lend your ears,
Draw up your British forces and then
your volunteers;
| We're going to fight the Yankee boys by
water and by land
And we never will return, till we conquer
sword in hand,
Were the noble lads of Canada, come to
arms boys, come.
o. now the time has come my boys, to
cross the Yankees line,
We remember they were rebels once and
conquered John Burgoyne.
We'n subdue those mighty democrats,
and pull their buildings down,
And we'll have the States inhabited with
subjects to the crown.
4 We're the noble lads of Canada, come &c
arms boys. come.
We've as choice a British army as evei
crossed the seas,
. Wen burn both town and city, and will
smoke becloud the skies,
Wen subdue the old Green Mountain
boys, their Washington is gone,
= And Wen play them Yankee Doodle. a!
the Yankees did Burgoyne
We re the noble lads of Canada, come t.
arms boys, come.
Now we've reached the PlattsburG banks
II my boys, and here wen make a stant
Until we take the Yankee fleet, Melon
II ough doth command;
i We've the Growlen and the Eagle, tina
Il from Smith we took away,
Il And well have their noble feet that lie
anchored in the bay
y Were the noble lads of Canada, come t
- arms boys. come.
d cannon loudly roar,
s. With death upon our cannon balls we
r. drench their decks with gore;
/ We've water craft sufficient to sink theI
y in an hour.
But our orders are to board and the Var
kee flag destroy
We're the noble lads of Canada, come I
is arms boys, come.
- Now the battles growing hot, my boys,
~ don't know how twill turn.
- While McDonoughs boats on swive
-, hung continually do burn.
9 We see such constant flashing that I'll
-, smoke beClouds the day,
~ And our large boats they're struck, an
70 our smaller run away.
H. o we've got too far from Canada, ri
p for life, boys, run.
O Provost he sighed aloud and to h
officers he said,
| wish the devil and those Yankees cou
tn but sail along side
IN For the tars of France and England can
&c stand before them WELL
d. For / think they'd flag the devil and driN
u him back to hell,
err O we've got too far from Canada, n
IN for life. boys. run.