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Juba (search for this): chapter 5
e or all of them could be heard in operation, either inside or in a company street, most any pleasant evening. However unskilful the artists, they were sure to be the centre of an interested audience. The usual medley of comic songs and negro melodies comprised the greater part of the entertainment, and, if the space admitted, a jig or clog dance was stepped out on a hard-tack box or other crude platform. Sometimes a real negro was brought in to enliven the occasion by patting and dancing Juba, or singing his quaint music. There were always plenty of them in or near camp ready to fill any gap, for they asked nothing better than to be with The camp Minstrels. Massa Linkum's Sojers. But the men played tricks of all descriptions on them, descending at times to most shameful abuse until some one interfered. There were a few of the soldiers who were not satisfied to play a reasonable practical joke, but must bear down with all that the good-natured Ethiopians could stand, and, havi
Floyd (search for this): chapter 5
streamer, with this motto, Love one another. Another one bears a representation of the earth in space, with United States marked on it in large letters, and the American eagle above it. Enclosing all is the inscription, What God has joined, let no man put asunder. A third has a medallion portrait of Washington, under which is, A Southern man with Union Principles. A fourth displays a man sitting among money-bags, on horseback, and driving at headlong speed. Underneath is the inscription, Floyd off for the South. All that the Seceding States ask is to be let alone. Another has a negro standing grinning, a hoe in his hand. He is represented as saying, Massa can't have dis chile, dat's what's de matter ; and beneath is the title, The latest contraband of war. Then there are many bearing the portraits of early Union generals. On others Jeff Davis is represented as hanged; while the national colors appear in a hundred or more ways on a number-all of which, in a degree at least, ex
1863 AD (search for this): chapter 5
some one interfered. There were a few of the soldiers who were not satisfied to play a reasonable practical joke, but must bear down with all that the good-natured Ethiopians could stand, and, having the fullest confidence in the friendship of the soldiers, these poor fellows stood much more than human nature should be called to endure without a murmur. Of course they were on the lookout a second time. There was one song which the boys of the old Third Corps used to sing in the fall of 1863, to the tune of When Johnny comes marching home, which is an amusing jingle of historical facts. I have not heard it sung since that time, but it ran substantially as follows:-- We are the boys of Potomac's ranks, Hurrah! Hurrah! We are the boys of Potomac's ranks, We ran with McDowell, retreated with Banks, And we'll all drink stone blind-- Johnny, fill up the bowl. We fought with McClellan, the Rebs, shakes and fever, Hurrah! Hurrah! Then we fought with McClellan, the Rebs, shakes a
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