This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 Excerpt: ...as well as day, Sore at the delay; In our rear the yellow fever raged at Siboney To cheat us out of glory. When no bloody Spaniards are left to run, Cuba will be won, Our duty will be done; Dead and living every single one Has carved his way to glory. HELEN GOULD. NOBLE is the work you're doing, Helen Gould, Mercy's ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 Excerpt: ...as well as day, Sore at the delay; In our rear the yellow fever raged at Siboney To cheat us out of glory. When no bloody Spaniards are left to run, Cuba will be won, Our duty will be done; Dead and living every single one Has carved his way to glory. HELEN GOULD. NOBLE is the work you're doing, Helen Gould, Mercy's methods e'er pursuing, Helen Gould--Plucking from the fairest bower Many a beauteous full-blown flower, And, where bleeding feet press, strew-ing, Helen Gould. Gold with you is more than booty. Helen Gould, Blessed power and grateful duty, Helen Gould; And, with gentleness and grace You have toiled, until your face Glows with rich angelic beauty, Helen Gould. Ah, the soldier boys, returning, Helen Gould, Of your goodness fast are learning, Helen Gould, And the deeds of your fair hand Have the praise throughout the land, And a fame unique are earning, Helen Gould. There are cheers for you and praying, Helen Gould; For the friends of your arraying, Helen Gould, . Reach from ocean unto ocean And in praises or devotion, Blessings on your head are laying, Helen Gould. "Angel of the camp" they name you, Helen Gould, As in kindly thoughts they frame you, Helen Gould; And, in camp or social whirl, As a patriotic girl All America will claim you, Helen Gould. MIGHTY FINE. JEFF lived jes' off the ol' plank road, On a farm that wus two b' four, He didn't hev much t' say t' folks Becuz he wus humble an' pore; But whenever anythin' pleased his eye His withered ol' face 'd shine. An' we'd hear him say in his quiet way: "Say, boys, thet wus mighty fine!" Once a Senator came t' the County Fair, An' he talked t' th' G. A. R., How they fought in th' war o' Sixty-one. Th' Army man an' the tar; An' when he'd cracked up Lincoln some Es a man almos'...
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Fair. Cover has shelf and edge wear. Covers spine is tearing but remains intact. Scuffs/rubbing/fading have all occurred on the cover. Inside front and back hinge have cracked but remains intact. Pages are tanned. Over 500, 000 Internet Orders FIlled.
