Named Entity Results, Maryland (Maryland, United States)

A lady's pass.--The Richmond Dispatch of March 30th publishes the copy of a pass given to a lady whose husband had to flee into Maryland to prevent being pressed into the rebel army. His wife, desiring to cross the river and get some money, received this pass: Mrs. Mcfarlan--Pass. Promises forever to forsake her husband and never to return to him again, unless he crosses the Potomac, acknowledges his errors, and becomes a loyal subject to the Southern Confederacy. O. W. Fosdick, Provost-Marshal.

e Ferry, written by the editor and proprietor of that paper: Hagerstown, April 31, 1861. Dr. Funston: Dear Sir: I have dropped Gen. Harper a map of our country. The map of Franklin County I will forward him, or all the information he may desire thereto in a day or two. The Union Shriekers, or Black Republicans here are gaining on the fears of the people. Many good Southern Rights men are now wavering, owing to these excited apprehensions, and our cause is daily losing strength. I still hope the lower portion of the State will remain firm, and in the end we will escape from the chains that bind us to Black Republicanism. Surely Maryland was bound hand and foot. You will do me a great kindness, and one that I will not be likely to forget soon, if you interest yourself with Gen. Harper in procuring me a good weapon of defence. Only yesterday I was threatened with a mob, who said they would compel me to bring out the Stars and Stripes. Very truly yours, Daniel Deckert.

fast Came o'er me, thoughts of the battle past. I thought how many a weary league We'd hurried on, nor felt fatigue. To save our cause of all bereft If the vile Yankees broke “Our Left!” In thoughts I saw brave Elzey stand, As when he called on Maryland! I saw his falchion shine as bright, As erst it did amid the fight. Again I heard his voice ring out, Our battle-cry above the rout. “Now for old Maryland, charge!” And then we made an opening large. Again I stood among the first, Who through tMaryland, charge!” And then we made an opening large. Again I stood among the first, Who through the Northern ranks had burst. Again I felt the battle's glow, Which warring veterans only know. But soon I found upon me creep, The thing of all most wished for, sleep. I rested well, and woke refreshed, Like the “Old Dominion” just seceshed. With half-shut eyes around did peer, And saw two Hessians plundering near. The fiends were robbing their brethren slain, Who lay thick strewn on Manassas plain. I kept my place on that field of fear, Until the recreants came more near. When sudden upr

36. there's life in the old land yet! by Jas. R. Randall, of Baltimore. Author of Maryland, my Maryland. By blue Patapsco's billowy dash, The tyrant's war-shout comes, Along with the cymbal's fitful clash, And the growl of his sullen drums. We hear it! we heed it, with vengeful thrills, And we shall not forgive or forget; There's faith in the streams, there's hope in the hills, There's life in the old land yet! Minions! we sleep, but we are not dead; We are crushed, we are scourged, we areMaryland. By blue Patapsco's billowy dash, The tyrant's war-shout comes, Along with the cymbal's fitful clash, And the growl of his sullen drums. We hear it! we heed it, with vengeful thrills, And we shall not forgive or forget; There's faith in the streams, there's hope in the hills, There's life in the old land yet! Minions! we sleep, but we are not dead; We are crushed, we are scourged, we are scarred; We crouch--'tis to welcome the triumph tread Of the peerless Beauregard. Then woe to your vile, polluting horde When the Southern braves are met, There's faith in the victor's stainless sword, There is life in the old land yet! Bigots! ye quell not the valiant mind, With the clank of an iron chain, The spirit of freedom sings in the wind, O'er Merryman, Thomas, and Kane; And we, though we smite not, and not thralls, We are piling a gory debt; While down by McHenry's dungeon-walls, Th

nd! That we could live once more in peace, In Maryland, my Maryland.! That Church and State could onMaryland.! That Church and State could once more be From politics and party free, And to the Union all agree, In Maryland, my Maryland! That ministers would the Gospel preach! In Maryland, my Maryland! The Bible truths and beauties teach, In Maryland! Let all sectarians and creeds-- In Maryland, my Maryland! Be known and honored by good deMaryland! Be known and honored by good deeds In Maryland, my Maryland! Churches are bound by holy writ To live in Union--not to split, For thMaryland! Churches are bound by holy writ To live in Union--not to split, For them secession is not fit In Maryland, my Maryland! May woman dear — best gift to man, In Maryland, my Maryland! No more rebel with secesh clan In Maryland, my Maryland! Let love and virtue be her guide without pride Pure modesty with her abide In Maryland, my Maryland! May they all be loyal — true, Iy should woman toss her head, In Maryland, my Maryland! And wish Abe Lincoln hung quite dead! In Marnd! Our fathers' flag, it waves once more, In Maryland, my Maryland! Secession's dead in Baltimore, [59 more...]<