. The photographic history of the Civil War : in ten volumes . Co Come, stack arms, men! pile on the rails, Stir up the camp-fire bright;Xo growling if the canteen fails, Well make a roaring Shenandoah brawls along,There burly Blue Ridge echoes swell the Brigades rousing song Of Stonewall Jacksons way. We see him now—the queer slouched hat Cocked oer his eye askew;The shrewd, dry smile; the speech so pat, So calm, so blunt, so Blue-light Elder knows em well;Says he, Thats Banks—hes fond of shell;Lord save his soul! well give him— well! Thats Stonewall Jacksons way

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. The photographic history of the Civil War : in ten volumes . Co Come, stack arms, men! pile on the rails, Stir up the camp-fire bright;Xo growling if the canteen fails, Well make a roaring Shenandoah brawls along,There burly Blue Ridge echoes swell the Brigades rousing song Of Stonewall Jacksons way. We see him now—the queer slouched hat Cocked oer his eye askew;The shrewd, dry smile; the speech so pat, So calm, so blunt, so Blue-light Elder knows em well;Says he, Thats Banks—hes fond of shell;Lord save his soul! well give him— well! Thats Stonewall Jacksons way. Silence! ground arms! kneel all! caps off! Old Massas goin to the fool that dares to scoff! Attention! its his from his native sodIn forvia pauperis to God: Lay bare Thine arm; stretch forth Thy rod! Amen! —Thats Stonewalls way. Hes in the saddle now. Fall in! Steady! the whole brigade!Hills at the ford, cut off; well win His way out, ball and blade!What matter if our shoes are worn?What matter if our feet are torn? [881.

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