/Z mo a- 5-/ Duke University Libraries The Exodus. Conf Pam 12mo #1 SHu (tote, 11 For the Lord had made the host of the Syrians to hear a noise of chariots, and a nois:- of horses, eve:) the noise of a great host. Wherefore they arose and fled in the twilight, and left the camp as it was, and fled for their life. And they went after them into Jordan : and, lo ! all the way was full of gar- ments and vessels which the Syrians had cast away in their haste." 2 Kings, chapt. 7th, G, 7 and 15 vs. "I will remove far from you the Northern Army !" Joel, 2—20. The Federal forces advanced by the Sudley route, and re- tired by the complete rout. Old Soldier. Ho ! bright eyed maidens of the South, your happy voices raise, And make your timbrels ring, with sounds of triumph and of praise; 'Till the note of exultation, in its swelling fullness pours From fair Virginia hills, along through all our sunny shores. For the God who helps the righteous cause, has glorified our own, And the horses and the riders of our foes has overthrown ; And the haughty hosts who lately marched, our dear land to invade, We have smitten sore, and driven back, disordered and dismayed. They came as the mara uding band, or pilfering robber comes, Their persons decked with trophies, torn from desolated homes. Before them fled the citizen, behind them waved the flame, And ashes wrapped the memories of deeds of blackest shame ; Of spoil, and waste, and ruin, wrought with rude unsparing hand, And with a bitterness before unknown in Christian land, Of violence to young and old, the living and the dead, And insults heaped by ruffian tongues on woman's helpless head. Right pompously they marched along, in all the pride of might, ' Confiding in their numbers to overwhelm us in the fight. And they looked upon our homesteads with a proud and scornful eye, As their gleaming lines, and mighty guus swept ominously by ; And wanton women swelled the" train with equipages gay, And kid-gloved gentry dashed along the worn and dusty way, With viands rich, and costly wines, with which they vainly swore, In the rebel camp to crown the/east, before the week was o'er. rnoM. - (l b c (t X b 11 5 . Then many a throbbing Southern heart, with indignation fired, As slowly back without a shir, before them we retired. But relying on our Nebte Chief, brave Beauregard's command. We hailed with joy his order, now to halt and make our stand. Just where our '-little Jordan " by our strong Manassas runs. We halted while on swept their lines, and roared their mighty guns, They were assured a single dash, would make us madly fly, We firm resolved to beat them hack, or gloriously to die. Then out spake gallant Longstreet, to cheer his brave brigade, " Boys, never be it said, you are of that base horde afraid," And where the storm of battle in its fiercest fury burst, With cool intrepid steps he took Virginia's glorious "First," While fearless Corse her " Seventeeth," with daring valor led, Where at each step there sank to earth, the wounded and the dead ; And with steady fire, and bayonets keen, they drove the hireling back, All save the mangled forms that lay along their fatal track. Yet caring not to seek for them, they hastily withdrew, And waited for their whole great force, the battle to renew. For two long days thatforce moved on, and closely hemmed us round, Till all the heights that faced our lines with bristling batteries frowned, And now the Lord's day has arrived. There ushers in the morn No Sabbath bells, but the rolling drums, the boldly pealing horn ; While on our right and centre, dgwn the beleagued Run, The steady roar of cannon, tells the great fight is begun ! Now while Ave waited anxiously to meet them face to face, And every eager soldier stood expectant in his place ; Lo ! yonder moves a mighty horde, fierce gleaming, rank on rank, And batteries mounting all the hills upon our leftward flank ! " Advance to meet them Evans — ho ! Jackson, man your post!" " And lead your men heroic Bee, against the attacking host !' ' "Be ready, Sloan, and ready hold your brave battalion Wheal ; •'And when you meettho, invading herd, give them reception meet !" They needed but the signal — then uprose the Southern ire, Regardless of the storm of shells, the muskets deadly fire; On, with a shout defiant, to the battle's hottest front, Leaped "Tiger" fierce, and "Georgian" bold, zealous to bear the brunt; And the men of Mississippi, Alabama, Tennessee, With the noble sons of Maryland, each eager first to be, While gallant Carolinians, with Virginia's heroes vied, Who for their homes should furl her est wade in slaughter's swelling tide. There's need, there's need brave Southerns, urge all themightye can, For all the tyrant's choicest power, gleams in yon flaming van ; And in the mighty column sweeping on you o'er the plain, Blooms the flower of Northern chivalry, from Michigan to Maine. S h c 6 v o b u $ . 3 There s Sherman's famous pieces howl, there's Griffin's battery roars, And from many a fearful rifled gun, the fatal torrent pours. There move their trusted " Regulars" with firm unbroken tread, With the gentle souls who volunteered their brother's blood to shed. On swept their thronging thousands, yet our little band still stood Disputing inch by inch the soil all reeking with their blood, Oh ! who can name the noble deeds by those true martyrs done Who toiled beneath that storm of shot, that sorely smiting sun; There reckless valor plunged where'er the death waves wildly surged, And on the gleaming bayonet's point, their bleeding bodies urged : Yet slowly, desperately back, by heavy blow on blow, Their remnants now are beaten by the overpowering foe. "Oh, hold your own awhile brave hearts, if yet they are but stayed, My own, my chosen lads, are swiftly marching to your aid ;" T'was glorious Johnston spoke the words, and then himself upraised That flag, which warmed with vigor fresh, each eye that on it gazed: And all along the exhausted lines, new strength returned again, And again their ready hearts were bared before the leaden rain ; While from the dust in which they'd sunk, the ready cannoneers Leaped to one effort more, and manned their guns with feeble cheers! Oh ! wild and deadly was the work, fearful the havoc then, While to stay the dreadful battle storm, toiled those devoted men, There Hampton kept his legion, though by powers of death assailed, Yet not one doomed hero fled, not oue high spirit quailed. There valorous Bartow sank, yet firm his little Georgian band Held by his brave example, like a wall of granite stand. There down went Wheat, and dashing Bee, where rained the shot and shell, A nd Johnson bold, and Fisher true, and daring Thomas fell. Oh ! God ! look down upon us now, strengthen each straining nerve" For while we faint with toil severe, on moves their strong reserve; "Ho! Preston, stop that storm of shot, that Sherman's battery showers !" He hears — one bold terrific dash, and the dreaded guns are ours. Now, for one check upon their line to break the onset's force ; " Come, Carter, on them ! spur again your fiery nettled horse !" Out-spring the