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 - - Tales of an The . "Old Settler was looking...
- Tales of an The . "Old Settler was looking through one of ,his Innumerable scrap books of old clippings when we went In to see him about any possible hews which he might have. j "This, Sister," he began, - Is a poem of especial Interest now, because because the United 8panlsh Viar Vet - i erans convention Is being held here. .It was written by 'a Confederate captain who fought in the Civil war, when his son left Springfield to ' fight in the Spanish American war. ; "It was written' the night Spring - . field Companies K and M left the town In the pouring rain to go to St. , Louis, and I. im there to their camp. j The author was H. N. B. Wood, who 'was' captain of Company I of the 49th Virginia Infantry division dur - j ing the Civil war; and dedicated to : Companies K and M, when H. N. B. ! Wood, Jr. and corporal in Company ;K, marched away to war." "Mr. Wood, Sr. died In 1915, his BIG BRIDGE NEW YORK New York's new ; bridge across the Hudson Is the 'wonder of the construction age. Its central' span between the two piers In 3500 feet long, or more than ! seven - tenths of a mile. The two towers on the shores from which it is suspended are each higher than the famous Woolworth building.'. Old Settler son now lives on North Douglas and is engaged In the cigar manufacur - lng business. ' "The poem inspired by the departure departure of the companies and printed printed In the old Republican is as follows:1 follows:1 Oood - byf. sweet home, with all yor joji, Wa are of! to tba war, wa soldier boys; 'Twas duty called, her voice was clear, with prompt reply, wa answered herei Aod ere Lha welcome sound had died ' Our ranks were formed and awsy we hied, For silent tsar, or rolce of irrief. Or parting word, the time was brief, . As besllnc drums and whistles loud , Called out a mtchty surRtnc crowd. At mldnlsht hour In dnszlinf rain. To sea us start on lha outward train. We'll ne'er forret that srand fareweU You gave ui. when lha warning bell Waked waiting wheels with whirling lite, To bear us on to the fields of strife: Nor the deafeotne shout that rote on hlh. I Aa we kissed our girls one sweet - good - bye. ! Our eauw Is )ut, our arma are strorrg. our hearts best time to freedom s song. We'll do our best to win this fight; To cheer all hearts thst love the right. And break the yoke that long has bound1 The captive's neck with festering wound. It matters not what fortune bring. To faith In right we'll ever rlina. V And should we fall upon the fteld.t To Him who gave, our soul we'll yield, And sweetly sleep beneath the aod Till wa shall wake to meet out God, . O brothers, sisters, mothers dear " - Breathe no vain slab and shed no tear. Pnr the bovs in blue, to their country true. Will bear the cross till the war Is through. And fight like men till o'er the sea Olad news shall ny that Cuba s free. Then singing songs of loyful strain. - We'll mount the snipe that' plow the main. And homeward turn our willful eves With anxious wish for prosperous akleg To waft us safe to those we love , Ood speed the dsv from heaven above.

Clipped from Springfield Leader and Press17 Jun 1930, TuePage 7

Springfield Leader and Press (Springfield, Missouri)17 Jun 1930, TuePage 7
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