. St. Nicholas [serial] . I have sent the lad to death. Then a hotter fire beganAs across the field he ran,—Yankee shooters marked a prey,—But beside each wounded manHeedless knelt the boy in gray. Parched lips hailed him as he came;Throats with fever all aflame,While the balls were spinning by,Drained the cup he offered them,Blessed him with their dying THE BOY IN GRAY. Suddenly, through rain of thosePattering shots, a shout uprose-;Din of voices filled his ears;Firing ceased, and eager foesMade the welkin ring with cheers. Foes they were, of bitter need, Still to every noble deed Hea
. St. Nicholas [serial] . I have sent the lad to death. Then a hotter fire beganAs across the field he ran,—Yankee shooters marked a prey,—But beside each wounded manHeedless knelt the boy in gray. Parched lips hailed him as he came;Throats with fever all aflame,While the balls were spinning by,Drained the cup he offered them,Blessed him with their dying THE BOY IN GRAY. Suddenly, through rain of thosePattering shots, a shout uprose-;Din of voices filled his ears;Firing ceased, and eager foesMade the welkin ring with cheers. Foes they were, of bitter need, Still to every noble deed Hearts of men, thank God, must thrill; And we thrill, too, as we read Of those cheers on Maryes Hill. Days of battle long since done,Days of peace and blessing won,Better is it to forgetCruel work of sword and gun:But some deeds are treasures yet. While a grateful nation showersGraves of heroes with her flowers,Here s a wreath for one to-day:North or South, we claim him ours—Honor to the Boy in Gray! 673 Mary Bradley,. Vol. XXII.—85. THE BUFFALO, MUSK-OX, MOUNTAIN SHEEP,AND MOUNTAIN GOAT. {Fifteenth paper of the series on North American Quadrupeds.) By William T. Hornaday. ■
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