Year: 1863

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an, hot sorry, mother; had foresesn alt
that has happened should have made tho
same choice. am willing to lay down my
life, if neei be, fr my coGntry.'s All,
could tie ancient Earl OF Hamilton's Own
patent of nobility make him half as noble
as his own manly soul has made him Z


The only Covensnter and his "gude
dame" sat at the lonely hearth reading and
re-reading the noble worjtI of their distant
boyfas they fondly called him, but whom
our hearts name hero. The old mans eye
flashed ont the fire of his younger yeara
again. Aye, he's the lad, said he, slowly,
folding up the letter. | could shoulder my
tgun, but for my old limbs, and fight with
him Aye, that, said the mother. death
and bullets, AMI saber stroke may come to
the boy, bat he will never bring shame 10
the stock he came from. Never


That same night, far away among the
green valleys of the Tennessee, a little band
of the "boys in blue" guarded pass
Dark, rugged clouds went hurrying by, and
Eshut out .he moon and stars and flung
might black as pail over the bsetling
crags of the mountains. The picket stretch
es h,s eye to pierce the gloom, and turns
his ear to catch distant sound. The thun
der booms along the dark sky. Soon the
lightning CLEANS again, and reveals Forests
rangers charging down upon them. The
Isignal gun is fired, but its flash directs the
aim of a fatal shot.


Mothers, country, God, I die frely gasp
ed the picket family, and, without groan,
ceased TO breathe.


There was funeral at the homestead, for
the picket was brought home. and that no
BILE letter lay besiles his mothers bible,
lwhare his mother placed it, for sh, said no
true man can love his God and be false to
his country. The coffin sat under the win
dow in the room where he had so often
sat.


| Crowds Of people came to look at the
dead and drop tear over his grave. They
buried him on the hillside near his home
where, going out and coming in, their first
and last glance may rest on the dear mound
above his earthly mold,


PEEP No. A FARM HOUSEHOLD SOLDIERS


OF 1912 BELIEVING HIS MIND.
1t almost takes away the sting out Of the
war to find young men are made of such
good stuff. Didn't think so a few years
ago. Didn't think so, they were all gas and
nonsense, they paraded CROUCH. but it
wasn't drill and parade. There's those
boys in that battery every soul of 'em jusr
as good sogers as If they had been with US
in 1919. What is the reason we can't have
more Of 'em? What is the reason, yes that
is the question, what's the reason we can't
have more Of thems


A few years hence when the old "Ship
of State" has righted herself AID sailed out
these stormy seas, some Of those who now
oppose conscription viii be coming around
with the finger in the corner Of their mouth
for Office, looking as hungry, lean and fam
ine-stricken as if the whole Southern Con,
federacy had been made up into pills and
they had been obliged to swallow every one
of them, They will talk auently of battles
as though they had helped fight them and
will be proud when they can gull any one
into believing that they ever saw a reb
ell


Tell you what sir, memory is long lived.
very long lived, there will be those that will
be those that will take the wind out of their
spreading sails by asking them the number
Of their regiment and which side of Mason
and Dixon's line their efforts helped the
most.


Gunpowder is the sort Of medicine to
cure the Union. It has saved the Union
twice and it has got enough of its preserv-
ing qualities left to do it third time. il it
is not applied in too infinitesilnal doses,and
at too long intervals.


II, sir, you were to offer 800, 900 for
any man Of respectable standing that is
ready and willing to trace his lineage to the
Tories of the Revolution, you could no!
find one, sir,


4 What does that tell /? Why simply this,
that that age, and every succeeding one,
has been ashamed Of them. 1t was a trait
in their political character which even their
own descendants have found want of
memory very convenient remedy for
There are those that have brought up every
conceivable reason, and no conceivable
treason, for opposing the war, but the fact
that they are the real mummyfed tory par
ty resurrected, and are principled against
our Government on that ground. Ithuriels
spear touches men now rs it did that fallen
angel long ago, and 10! f! some hop forth vile
toads, and croak, and croak, and see moth
ing through their mud-bespattered eyes
bat old chaos coming straight back again.
You know that they had no ha6eas cor
lpus, then, when that old toad was caught
whispering rebellion to Eve there in Adams
own bedchamber.


Adam, by virtue Of his Office, president
lof the garden and commander in-chief of all
Its forces, was bound to make some demon
strations on the croakers, coerce them, by
sending out squadron Of cranes to "gob.
BILE them up"


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