The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1917-03-21
Boys of Co. H
BY Corinne Shultz.

In the early summer they left u.s.
The boys Of whom were proud
But our hearts were sad the parting
And our heads in grief bowed.
For we thought, should they return to us never
Or If returning, came
Back to their home in Kentucky
All crippled and battered and lame
And told of the comrades they'd left there,
On the hot. parchng Mexican sand
or the boys who died bravey and noby
For the sake of their own native land
We pictured the trials they'd meet there
We numbered them every one ,..t..a
From the cunning, treacherous Mexican
To the scorching Southern sum-
We told them "gco1 bye" as they left U.S.
Each brother, cous, and friend
And prayed that to each his best blessings,
Our Father in Heaven would send
And Tor news of the Boys the Border"
We read every newspaper through
OF the boys who bravely had left us
To fight for the Red White and Blue
Who for the flag that honor,
The flag that protects you and I,
These boys were willing to suffer,
And aye--f needs be-to die -
Through all the summer we watched them,
And the eyes of love pierced through
The distance that divided
And We knew each was true blue"
AS the summer drew into autumn
And the days fast shorter grew.
We thought they'd be home for Thanksgiving
And we planned what each would do
To help make glad their coming,
We schemed and figured and planned,
And then there the message
Like death knell through the land; e. 90
The boys can't be home for Thanksgiving''
This is the word received,
And the day robbed of its gadness,
And many household grieved.
Yes, sat and grieved and wondered
About the boy far away,
For whose home coming they'd joyfully planned
On that Thanksgiving day.
We'll look for them Christmas
Thus was hope revived;
But this hope, like the other
Did cruel fate DER ride
But now they are here among us;
Can this indeed be true?
Boys, you've idea
How proud of you.
Proud? Yes, beyond the telling,
We know not what to say;
What to say how to say it,
But we think it anyway.
We're glad you're here among u.s.
Back here with your friends more,
And we hope that with neghbors
Well live peacefully more.
But we know you well enough, boys
Have that faith in Company H,
When We find it can't be done. boys.
Well send you to keep them straight
But We hope you're here among US, x ~ ~ -
To live out your three-score-ten,
And to its forbodngs
Here among your friends and kindred
In the State of the BLUE Grass"
In land of peace and plenty
You will now your lifetime pass
And oh, boys of noble spirit!
We will try to prove to you,
That We thank you for your courage
And very proud of YOU
And we're that in the future
We will hear men everywhere,
Saying, they talk together
Boys, tell you declare,
That of all the deeds of brave men
That history tells about
The boys of Company H, to my mind
Have got them all 'shined out
Thus this will be the sentiment,
Will it not repay the cost?
Will it not, at least in measure,
Help you to not count the cost?
For you can't be paid in money,
Were 1t stacked up mountains high,
And can't begin to thank you,
But we make this feeble try
And We want to have you know. boys,
That we're glad you're back once more,
Here again to the sunlight
AS it plays upon the floor
OF the "Old Kentucky Home" boys,
And hope that 1t will, too
Display to you the welcome,
That we ALL extend to you.