DECEMBER 26, 1910
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'Twas a sight to be remembered, boys—the chaplain with his book,
Our leader humbly kneeling, with his calm, undaunted look;
And the officers and men, crushing tears they would not shed,—
And the blue sea all around us, and the blue sky overhead!
Our leader humbly kneeling, with his calm, undaunted look;
And the officers and men, crushing tears they would not shed,—
And the blue sea all around us, and the blue sky overhead!
Now, go to bed, my children, the old man's story's told,—
Stir up the fire before you go, 'tis bitter, bitter cold;
And I'll tell you more to-morrow night, when loud the fierce winds blow,
Of gallant Major Anderson and fifty years ago.
Stir up the fire before you go, 'tis bitter, bitter cold;
And I'll tell you more to-morrow night, when loud the fierce winds blow,
Of gallant Major Anderson and fifty years ago.
