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“Somebody, help me over.”
The Soldier’s Grave.
Oh! stranger, tread lightly, ’tis holy ground
here,
In death’s cold embrace, the soldier sleepeth
there.
On the red field of battle, my brave comrade
died,
And his last smile I caught as I knelt by
his side;
Yes, his lips wore a smile, and he feared not
to die,
And his ear caught the shout as it rose to
the sky:
“The victory is ours,” his comrades cried,
“Thank God,” said the soldier as smiling
he died,
With hearts full of grief we stood’round his
bier,
And each soldier’s eye was moist with a
tear;
And with a sad, solemn, step, we marched
to his grave,
And o’er our brave brother, our flag did we
wave.
Yes, slowly, and sadly, we waved a fare
well,
Th©’his spirit, already in heaven did dwell;
But his body we tearfully lowered ’neath
there,
And the heart of the soldier did send forth
a prayer.
May God help his mother the sad blow to
bear—
May God help the widow of him who lies
’neath here,
May he guard the orphans, whose little
r hearts grieve,
That thus no word a father’s fond kiss shall
receive.
Then stranger tread lightly, ‘tis holy ground
here,
In death’s cold embrace, the soldier sleepeth
there;
Tis the grave of the hero, ‘neath the grass
covered sod,
His spirit’s in Heaven, at home with its
God.
The W. & A. R. R. runs twelve
passenger trains daily.
Sam Jones, the evangelist, lives on
Kemiesstw Rouf©, ' ‘
-A. iiunciorouLS dare-devil—tile very man to suit my purpose. Bulweb.
Written for the Kennesaw Gazette.
How an Offensive Remark and
Retort Discourteous
were Settled.
A War Incident at Kennesaw Mountain.
Some interesting things are remem
bered by Sherman’s Atlanta campaign
veterans, in connection with Lieuten
ant Bundy, commanding a battery of
artillery —now known as Major Bundy,
and one of the editorial writers on
Deacon Shepherd’s New Y r ork Mail
and Express. t
Lieutenant Bundy had a tooth for a
good toddy, and one morning, at
Kennesaw Mountain, had sampled
some “Diamond B” commissary, with
some other officers, and reached his
battery in excellent spirits. Soon Col
onel Geary rode that way, and observ
ing the Lieutenant, bruffly addressed
him like this :
“Lieutenant Bundy, you are drunk!”
Bundy answered back as quick as a
flash:
“Colonel Geary, you are a d d
liar!”
Here was a situation. Geary was
about to put Bundy under arrest, say
ing to him : “You are so drunk you
don’t know that gun from a hollow
log.”
“I don’t, eh ! I’ll show you wheth
er I do or not. See that bunch of
rebs over there ?” —Pointing to a group
of Confederate officers taking an ob
servation from an eminence half a
mile away. —“Just watch me scatter
•’em.”
Seizing the tail of a gun he jerked
it around, got the range, adjusted
everything to his liking, gave the order
to fire, exploding a shell right
in the midst of the group of Confeder
ates, who hastily retired to cover, car
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OUR “ WELCOME THE WATERMELON ” NUMBER.
ATLANTA, CA., JUNE 15, 1888.
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Somebody helped him over.
Tying with them their wounded.
Colonel Geary withdrew his offen
sive remarks, complimented Bundy
on his skill and rode away.
Lieutenant Bundy was an expert
artillerist and could land a shell about
where he wanted to.
The writer has often heard it said, by
Federals who ought to know, that he
fired the shot that killed General Polk.
A. L. H.
Every four years the United States
government has the mails weighed, so
as to determine what compensation to
pay the railroads for the service per
formed in carrying them.
We learn that on several of the south
ern railroads the amount carried this
year shows a considerable increase
over that four years ago.
The increase on the Western & At
lantic Railroad was almost phenome
nal, the amount being ninety-one per
cent greater than that shown at the
previous quadrennial weighing.
This shows that the W. & A. R. R.
and the prosperity of the country go
hand in hand with each other.
It also shows that the circulation of
the Kennesaw Gazette, and the writ
ing of letters by our business men,have
both increased enormously.
A gentleman, whose headquarters
are at the Union Depot, Atlanta, and
who is not connected with the West
ern & Atlantic Railroad company,
was talking a few days ago about how
travel had gotten much lighter than dur
ing the winter months on nearly all of
the roads. He remarked, however,
F ,ii ■ ts
that this statement did not apply to
the Western & Atlantic Railroad.
Said he:
“The trains on that road nearly al
ways come and go crowded. Nearly
every one of their twelve trains per
day has a big number of people. The
folks seem to travel twice as much as
usual over the W. &A. since it cut
down its passenger fares.”
Misfortune of Being Always on
Time.
A young gentleman of Atlanta,
whose sweetheart lives in Marietta,and
who more than occasionally goes up to
the “gem city” to call on her, says that
he is sometimes very greatly inconven
ienced by the fact that W. & A.
train No. 12, which passes Marietta
at 9:45 p. m. is like the other trains
on that road, —always on time.
He says that if that train would on
ly be like trains of most other roads,
and get behind time a good proportion
of the nights he would be willing to
risk it, and stay at the young lady’s
house till ten o’clock; but that he
never dares to try it, as he has to re
turn home at night.
.On one occasion only he ventured to
stay about four minutes longer than
the allotted time, and the result was he
got left that night.
We hope the young lady will con
sider these facts and let matters be cor
respondingly expedited.
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The W r &A» does what it promises
NO. 12.