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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 1. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 65 (search)
e court, But most the last delight in. To fire a gun, Or raise some fun, To us is no endeavor; So let us hear One hearty cheer-- The Seventh's lads for evert Chorus — For we're the boys That hearts desthroys, Wid making love and fighting i We take a fort, The girls we court, But most the last delight in. II. There's handsome Joe, Whose constant flow Of merriment unfailing, Upon the tramp, Or in the camp, Will keep our hearts from ailing. And B----and Chat Who might have sat For Pythias and Damon, Och! whin they get Their heavy wet, They get as high as Haman. Chorus--For we're the boys That hearts desthroys, &c. III. Like Jove above, We're fond of love, But fonder still of victuals; Wid turtle steaks An’ codfish cakes We always fills our kitties. To dhrown aich dish, We dhrinks like fish, And Mumm's the word we utther; An’ thin we swill Our Leoville, That oils our throats like butther. Chorus — For we're the boys That hearts desthroys, &c. IV. We make from hay A splindid tay, Fro
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 192 (search)
Gratitude on the battle-field.--A Fort Donelson correspondent writes that in the terrible engagement there, an orderly sergeant seeing a rebel point a rifle at the captain of his company, he threw himself before his beloved officer, received the bullet in his breast, and fell dead in the arms of the man he had saved. The brave fellow had been reared and very generously treated by the captain's father, and had declared when enlisting that he would be happy to die to save the life of his benefactor's son. The affection shown each other by Damon and Pythias did not exceed that of this nameless soldier.
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 6. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 45 (search)
tunely. Miss Oldom then retraced her way toward home, taking with her a double-barrelled shot-gun. She found a pair of saddle-bags on the road, belonging to a rebel officer, which contained a pair of revolvers, and soon she came up with the advancing marauders, and ordered them to halt. Perceiving that one of the thieves rode her horse, she ordered him to surrender her horse; this he refused, and finding that persuasion would not gain her ends, she levelled the shot-gun at the rider, commanded him, as Damon did the traveller, down from his horse, and threatened to fire if he did not comply. Her indomitable spirit at last prevailed, and the robbers, seeing something in her eye that spoke a terrible menace, surrendered her favorite steed. When she had regained his back, and patted him on the neck, he gave a neigh of mingled triumph and recognition, and she turned his head homeward and cantered off as leisurely as if she were taking her morning exercise.--New-York World, August 9.
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, C. P. Cranch. (search)
, I will read it to you. Accordingly he gave the waiter a shilling to obtain the document, and read it aloud to Cranch and a friend who was with him. Both mentioned in Hawthorne's Notebook. Cranch could never understand this, for it was the last thing he would have done himself without an invitation; but he enjoyed the reading, and often referred to it. When he returned to America in 1863 he went to live on Staten Island in order to be near George William Curtis, who cared for him as Damon did for Pythias, and who served to counteract the ill-omened influence of Cranch's brother-in-law. The Century Club purchased one of his pictures, an allegorical subject, which I believe still hangs in their halls. From 1873 to 1877 Lowell would seem to have frequented Cranch's house in preference to any other in Cambridge. When Cranch first went to live there he occupied a small but sunny and otherwise desirable house on the westerly side of Appian Way,a name that amused him mightily,-
Frank Preston Stearns, Cambridge Sketches, Leaves from a Roman diary: February, 1869 (Rewritten in 1897） (search)
the right side, where the saints and blessed are gathered together above and the sinners are hurled down below. Michael Angelo's saints and apostles look like vigorous men of affairs, and are all rather stout and muscular. The attitudes of some of them are by no means conventional, but they are natural and unconstrained. St. Peter, holding forth the keys, is a magnificent figure. The group of the saved who are congregated above the saints is the pleasantest portion of the picture. Here Damon and Pythias embrace each other; a young husband springs to greet the wife whom he lost too early; a poor unfortunate to whom life was a curse is timidly raising his eyes, scarcely believing that he is in paradise; men with fine philosophic heads converse together; and a number of honest servingwomen express their astonishment with such gestures as are customary among that class of persons. In the lunettes above, wingless angels are hovering with the cross, the column, and other instrument
John G. B. Adams, Reminiscences of the Nineteenth Massachusetts Regiment, Chapter 8: battles of Chancellorsville, Thoroughfare Gap and Gettysburg.--wounded at Gettysburg and ordered home. (search)
tretcher, had me carried to the rear of the barn, where an ambulance was found and I was placed in it. My first sergeant, Damon, had been lying near, and I urged that he be taken with me, and my request was granted. Damon was wounded in the leg, tDamon was wounded in the leg, the bone was shattered, and it was necessary that the leg should be amputated as soon as possible. We started for the rear. The driver was anxious for our safety, and it is possible he might have thought of himself; at any rate he drove over a corn-field on the jump. Part of the time I was in the top of the ambulance, part on the floor. Damon and I would come together hard enough to drive the breath out of each other; but we were only passengers having a free ride, so we could not complain I expected we were both jelly, and would have to be taken out in a spoon, but we had held together, that is, I had, but Damon's leg was all broken up, and was soon amputated. They laid us on the ground on the side of the hill, near a stream cal
Isaac O. Best, History of the 121st New York State Infantry, Appendix (search)
a A. Vossler, 39 Harrington St., Poughkeepsie, N. Y. A. Walrath, Atkinson, Neb. John H. Warmouth, Box 83, Oneida, N. Y. Company B Col. Clinton Beckwith, 108 Mary St., Herkimer, N. Y. C. C. Catlin, Melvin, Kan. Myndrct W. Gardner, 1614 W. 19th St., Sioux City, Iowa. Philip Goodman, Soldiers' Home, Hampton Roads, Va. R. A. Jackson, Boonville, N. Y. Josiah King, Soldiers' Home, Bath, N. Y. Ira D. Warren, Zumbrota, Minn. Leonard Ward, R. F. D. No. 3, Oneonta, N. Y. Damon 0. Yates, R. F. D. No. 33, South Dayton, N. Y. W. W. Young, B. F. D. No. 1, Ilion, N. Y. Thomas H. Yocmans, Soldiers' Home, Bath, N. Y. Company C 0. B. Austin, Norwood, N. Y. M. H. Doland, Milburn, N. J. William Joyce, County Hospital, Astoria, Ore. Timothy Kavenaugh, Middleville, N. Y. Edward Mabey, R. F. D. No. 1, Johnstown, N. Y. William Myers, 86 John St., Little Falls, N. Y. A. T. Orvis, Cold Brook, N. Y. James H. Smith, Philadelphia, N. Y. James B. Schaf
Isaac O. Best, History of the 121st New York State Infantry, Non-commissioned officers and privates (search)
a A. Vossler, 39 Harrington St., Poughkeepsie, N. Y. A. Walrath, Atkinson, Neb. John H. Warmouth, Box 83, Oneida, N. Y. Company B Col. Clinton Beckwith, 108 Mary St., Herkimer, N. Y. C. C. Catlin, Melvin, Kan. Myndrct W. Gardner, 1614 W. 19th St., Sioux City, Iowa. Philip Goodman, Soldiers' Home, Hampton Roads, Va. R. A. Jackson, Boonville, N. Y. Josiah King, Soldiers' Home, Bath, N. Y. Ira D. Warren, Zumbrota, Minn. Leonard Ward, R. F. D. No. 3, Oneonta, N. Y. Damon 0. Yates, R. F. D. No. 33, South Dayton, N. Y. W. W. Young, B. F. D. No. 1, Ilion, N. Y. Thomas H. Yocmans, Soldiers' Home, Bath, N. Y. Company C 0. B. Austin, Norwood, N. Y. M. H. Doland, Milburn, N. J. William Joyce, County Hospital, Astoria, Ore. Timothy Kavenaugh, Middleville, N. Y. Edward Mabey, R. F. D. No. 1, Johnstown, N. Y. William Myers, 86 John St., Little Falls, N. Y. A. T. Orvis, Cold Brook, N. Y. James H. Smith, Philadelphia, N. Y. James B. Schaf
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 1, Chapter 7: Baltimore jail, and After.—1830. (search)
aid the Doctor, I thought you were going to lecture last night; and on William's explaining why he had not done so, the Doctor declared that he should have his church for as many lectures as he wanted. It was agreed that he should return to Newburyport as soon as he had delivered his lectures in Amesbury, and these he gave, probably on three consecutive evenings, before the Sept. 24-26, 1830. Amesbury and Salisbury Lyceum. The Lyceum room was so crowded during the first lecture that Rev. Mr. Damon's meeting-house was secured for the second and third addresses, and filled. The first lecture, wrote a correspondent of the Sept. 28, 1830. Newburyport Herald, endeavored to refute the strongest and most popular objections to the immediate abolition of slavery, and to show that expediency, as well as justice, urged the necessity of the measure. The second pointed out slavery as it exists in law, and in fact, in our country, the speaker illustrating his remarks by several anecdote
James Parton, The life of Horace Greeley, Chapter 15: starts the Tribune. (search)
mble servant, Thomas McELRATH. A strict disciplinarian, a close calculator, a man of method and order, experienced in business, Mr. McElrath possessed in an eminent degree the very qualities in which the editor of the Tribune was most deficient. Roll Horace Greeley and Thomas McElrath into one, and the result would be, a very respectable approximation to a Perfect Man. The two, united in partnership, have been able to produce a very respectable approximation to a perfect newspaper. As Damon and Pythias are the types of perfect friendship, so may Greeley and McElrath be of a perfect partnership; and one may say, with a sigh at the many discordant unions the world presents, Oh! that every Greeley could find his McElrath! and blessed is the McElrath that finds his Greeley! Under Mr. McElrath's direction, order and efficiency were soon introduced into the business departments of the Tribune office. It became, and has ever since been, one of the best-conducted newspaper establ
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