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4. to the army of the Cumberland. Devoted band! baptized anew in blood, Standing again as ye before have stood To bay the waves of Treason's maddened flood, A wall, as that of adamantine stone, Or hills of granite in your own loved North, Were never aught alike in strength and worth!-- The nation whose torn heart hath sent you forth, The nation for whose life ye pledged your own, Looks proudly on you, and although the while, With o'erfull heart and tearful eye, can smile, And say, while counting o'er each blood-stained file: O Army of the Cumberland!--well done! The nation knew you! when ye stood the shield Before your comrade braves, whose doom was sealed 'Mid all the horrors of red Shiloh's field; Hopeless till you their saviours came, and burst As an avenging fate upon the foe, It marked you well, and treason felt the blow; And watching breathlessly it saw you go To dare and do what only heroes durst In that death-storm on Murfreesboro's plains, When Treason's blood ran cold t
Gallant Exploit of seventy Hoosters.--We have advices from North-Mississippi and West-Tennessee of a late date; but as the greater portion of our information relates to movements, we are obliged to withhold it from the public; but we can assure our readers that every thing relative to the Sherman expedition and the cooperating force is progressing better than the authorities expected. One instance of Hoosier gallantry we are permitted to record. A company of seventy men, belonging to the Seventh Indiana regiment, entered tile town of Bolivar, Tennessee, and supposing it was occupied by our forces, took no precaution to throw out scouts, as is usual on such occasions, but moved alone leisurely, and in some disorder, until they suddenly found themselves confronted by two regiments of Mississippians. Who are you? demanded the Hoosier captain, Mississippians, was the response. Here was an excellent opportunity — Indianians against Mississippians — to obtain revenge for the sl
ontraband genius: old Shady. Oh! ya, ya! darkies, laugh with me; For de white folks say old Shady's free! Don't you see dat de jubilee Is comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! chorus. Den away, den away, for I can't stay any longer; Hurrah, hurrah! for I am going home. [Repeat. Massa got scared, and so did his lady! Dis chile broke for ole Uncle Aby! Open de gates out! here's ole Shady, Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc. Good-by, Massa Jeff! good-by, Misses Stevens! Scuse dis nigger for taking his leavins; ‘Spec, pretty soon, you'll see Uncle Abram's Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc. Good-by, hard work, and never any pay-- I'm goina up North, where the white folks stay; White wheat-bread and a dollar a day. Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc. I've got a wife, and she's got a baby, Way up North in Lower Canady-- Won't dey shout when dey see ole Shady Comina, comina! Hail, mighty day! Den away, den away, etc