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O 21 MTHEE'S SOISGS A BOLLIITG STOIil E GATHETRS H O MOSS, 1 Since times are so hard I tell you, sweetheart I've a mind to leave niy plough and my cart And away to Wisconsin a Journey to go To doutle my fortune, as other men do Por here I must la"bor each day in the field And the winter consumes all the summer doth yield 2 Oh, Collins, I've noticed your sorrowful heart Too long you've neglected your plough and your cart Your hogs, sheep and cattle at random have run While your test Sunday jacket is every day worn--- So stay on your farm and you'll suffer no loss For a stone that keeps rolling will gather no moss 3 Oh, wife, let us go and don't let us wait I long to he going- Ilong to he great Where you like some lady and who knows hut that I May make some rich lord "before I die — - Por here I must lahor each day in the field And the winter consumes all the summer doth yield 4 Oh, Collins, you know that land is not clear Which will cost you the lahor of many a year There are hogs, sheep and cattle and all to "buy You'll no more than get ready "before you will die— - So stay on your farm and you'll suffer no loss For a stone that keeps rolling will gather no moss 5 Oh, wife, let us go and don't let us stay I have money on hand all ready to pay The hogs, sheep and cattle are not very dear We can feast upon "buffalo half of the year--- For here I must labor each day in the field And the winter consumes all the summer doth yield 6 Oh, Collins, you know that land of delight Is surrounded hy Indians who murder at night Your hous« and out- "buildings they'll hurn to the ground While your wife and poor children lie mangled around-- So stay on your farm and you'll suffer no loss ^or a stone that keeps rolling will gather no moss 7 Oh, wife, don't talk so, you grieve m;7 heart sore I never once thought of your dying "before I love m^ dear children although they are small But you, my dear wife, I love "better than all So we'll stay on our farm and we'll suffer no loss For a stone that keeps rolling will gather no moss c HOlsfrsi ^B 9Xi-*Bo Mb qearis ,3aorr 'luo Y ■■"-in;. iaod' arid- ni ns) -a K:*£xrb o S" •^tf "'ivy S'se'v? K-- ••••'■" " •••■•/; 5A or 27 EATEER'S SONG S A CSAIil PAIGl SOFG OF 1856 (This is the last of the songs at present at hand which were)« (sung by Grandfather Kneeland. ATBER*S SOli TGS A CAMP AIGN S OITG 07 1856 -(cont*d) ^ Although he*s not so aged as you Election Day will tell That he is far more preferable — Buchanan, fare- you- well • • Final Chorus — - Tlien, Hurrah for rremont J " Three cheers for Premontl John Charles Fremont The President shall "be — - So clear the track, Buchanan Fremont's the man for me (Father cannot remember the first four lines of the second (verse at present so, after waiting several days, I have (left them hlank. Tisxe T: oflv; Jb Ov :-'"' t S 30 PA THEE *s soiras THE BATTLE CBY OJ FREEDOM Yes, we'll rally round the flag, toys, we'll rally once again Shouting the "battle cry of IVeedom We will rally from the hillside, we'll gather from the plain Shouting the "battle cry of freedom Chorus The Union forever J Hurrah "boys, Hurrah J Do'jvn v/ith the traitor J Up with the star J While we rally 'round the flag, "boys, rally once again Shouting the "battle cry of Freedom We are springing to the call of our "brothers gone before Shouting the "battle cry of Freedom And we'll fill the vacant ranks with a million freemen more Shouting the "battle cry of Freedom . i Orus:- We will welcome to our numbers the loyal true and "brave Shouting the tattle cry of Freedom And although they may "be poor, not a man shall "be a slave Shouting the "battle cry of Freedom _„_„_Chcrus:- 4 So we're springing to the call from the East and from the West Shouting the battle cry of Freedom And we'll hurl the re"bel crew from the land we love the "best Shouting the battle cry of Freedom Choriis:- 'l ETTAS: i S{T tii'g.z eono Y-^'^'S"^ IL^BVt ^s^^od" ,3iil'i arid- bnsjot y X^^"^ XI*svr ,3s Y «! 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She last visited her eldest daughter at Brooklyn, on her return from lurope in Septex Eiber, 1912, at which tltoe she took the pic- ttires of her granddaughter Helen seated in her baby chairs and bath-tub on the roof of the apartment house at 126 Sterling Place, Brooklyn, with the tower of the CJarietian Science Church across the way in the back- ground, which appear in Helen's baby album* Leaving for Dubuque on this occasion, Mrs* Junklns made the trip up the Hudson on one of the Bay Line steamers atd.

^ I awoi); :i trl O 67 FATHER'S SCm S THE BROKEH VOW (Mother learned this of Uncle "Joe" Griffin - (tef ore he te- )• (carae her "brother-in-law)- v/Mle she was a girl at home in- ) (the "sixties" protably about 1864. ion -3 --• •-■'"■"■ *^ ,,,..:.--,-...., .t (^ c ai/ ij.;.7 on .uacis tiu -laj Liioii O - - — 3i; Lj •92{ii; ol^ijxii ria iiw aeoiov on rii'Srf r{S - : aj.f -soi IO 86 M THERMS SCHGS TEERE'S A ? T xii "aloarm M sa T*' ne e-sarf srecoi ISn » £i O :^xitvtl arc^yfl^ Qlhf^ .ii(&o£t9. ■Jhey had two children:- (1) Georgia, born ¥oveaiber 8, 1875. This for Grandnwther and similar duties they discharged successfully up to the times of their marriages and the establishment of homes of their own* the continuity of the performance being broken, however » by their enlistments in the Union Aray and a voyage which lather made to Cuba in 1864. " proceeded to give himself the pleasure of a stroll up c and down the dedkl It is not pleasant to record that Elva Partridge afterward died -(August 29, 1863)- at l^rt Pickens, Tlorida, whither he had heen sent as a prisoner with laram Berry (Alfred's son) and Hewton Staples of Stockton, each dragging a hall and chain, all three having heen convicted of desertion- — for which the usual penalty was Death!

my love, you'll come again- Yes, one of these fine days- He's turned the street, I knev/ he would He's gone to Fanny Gray's He's' turned the street, I knew he would He's gone to Fanny Gray's ■J SVC Y,a. I'lother says she noticed an ) (account of Cammett' s death a short time since. Xooiioa "'ssch Xio D" ht- -r-i- ni ) ' i S'-f Ofi V/ "d-Bc I'* *) - - ) .ucr-. :d'^ eri A 74 EATBER'S SONGS IJIETTIE IDOKE .(Mother learned this in 1863 — she thinks from someone in the)- (George Settlement. ni .5a A' 3,rrrj Boll: vlioo ins a XI 'X e Jb Xv*- -j-fs-'. 3M ii^ri W r(7Xx3 e^: 77 PATHEE'S SCUGS THE SILVERY TIDE— - (cont'd) 6 It' happened a few days after Young Henry he came home Expecting to be happy And fix the wedding day We fear your true love's murdered Her enraged parents cried Or she's caused her own destruction Out on the silvery tide 7 -(Ifother cannot remember it now)- . ) Uncle Prank had worked for Uncle Amos I&tthews during the ) Winter and Spring prior to his death in Ifey, 1871. In falling he struck his head ) and evidently' became senseless. It was in laughingly relating to Mother, Bertha, and myself many amusing Incidents of this, his first and only experience as a sailor, as well as describing hie Ill OO. W, I^ich", that Jiather spent the evening of Sunday, January 21, 1917, preceding his death at about nine p.m., -(standard time)- on the 22nd, becoming so interested that he sat up until what had come to be the, to him« unusual hour of ten o'clock!

..'j I ;OQ«T ;j,l fins 3a OT:o sa.' — -do^ ii Oofiv/ £ ©;-Ii: I Si Tij-d qeojl o T ? d-A I'tr-s, js :: , .r.3-d--£X a A Bhle 70 FATHER'S SONGS -FAim Y GBAY— -(cont'd) 5 I tell you, Charles, I saw it all The whispering and the grimace The flirting and coquetting In her foolish little face Why, Charles, I wonder that the earth Doesn't open where you stand For, By the Powers a"bove us both I saw you kiss her hand --- For "by the Powers atove us both I saw you kiss her hand 6 You did not, love, and if you did Allowing that be true When a pretty woman shows her ring What can a poor man do My life, my love, my darling Jane I love but you alcne I never thought of Fanny Gray How tiresome she has grown--- I never thought of Fanny Gray How tiresome she h^s grovm 7 Take off your hat, put down your stick ITow prithee, Charles, do stay You never come to see me now But you long to get away There was a time, there was a time You never wished to go What have I done, what have I done Dear Charles, to change you so What have I done, wh^t have I done Dear Charles, to change you so 8 ' Poohi Pooh J Ey level I am not changed But dinner is at eight And Father's so particular He never likes to -A-ait Goodbye! her Claiming Laura for their own Chorus Gentle Laura J Dark-ej'-ed Laural Floweret of that, humble cot Ever may thy mem-ory linger Hever shialt thou "be forgot 2 She was dying, surelj*- dying She, the jewel of my heart And the angels 'round her flying Told us that we soon must part With a gentle sigh she murmured Let me kiss thy anxious "brow Let me linger on thy "bosom Angels, they are waiting now — --— Chorus :- 3 To my heart I gently pressed her Smoothed her golden, shj-ning hair Gazed upon her dying features Once so "beautiful and fair Then slie lisped, -We'll meet in Heaven Gave a gentle, parting sigh And her golden lashes parted As she softly said- Goodbye ^_. Bee Page 154 of Eather*s "History of the) (Twenty-sixth lilaine Regiment". Are the curls upon his head Although he's never spoke for me I know he loves me true And his heart it would be broken If I should marry you 4 /^- "• ^ . Kneeland E and it is in that form that his name appears in his Discharge - — a fact which inade necessary the unwinding of many yards of Bed liape when, many years later, he made application to the Federal Gov- ernment for a pensloni JPather cele"brated hie twenty-first birth-day "by shipping with Captain Henry Albert Hlohbom of Stockton for a voyage to Cienfuegos, Cuba, in the Barque "Evelyn", the ports of departure and return having been Portland and Boston respectively!

Grasping at phantoms not long sliall we roam Heaven our home J Heaven our homei Soon we'll be going to Heaven our home 2 Beautiful earth! * .bfmofir el;: .' :: T q 9 el 3 si Jd a s .'•.r s o B'h b L-jt^.'^ I ed* : ed& 'JO'? Thence they moved to what in my boyhood was the home of i Ssurion Staples — ^up on the hill next to Wllmoth Staples'sl Jotham Staples'e wife dying. Thomas Bretherlck, Axmt Mary (Crockett) Bretherlck already owned and was living in the house now owned and occupied by Hervey Partridge when she married her second husband- --Amos Bitthews. ««" THB CSOCKETT FAMILY owned / eith«r a mowing- raaohlne er a horse-rake tmtil after he 'nae B«ix*rled and he uras among the first to purchase farm machin- ery In this vicinity!

of the morn, on the treeze flying Tell us how swiftly we're passing away Beautiful things, "born tut to perish Go as the snowflake is lost in the foam Passing awajr, all that we cherish All things are telling that earth's not our home Chorus- -- Heaven our homel Heaven our home! Prom there they moved over to Uncle Kelson's father's later the Phil Holmes place. ¥»ther never -•»A ^'i saw ;t I-'--tryomfm; aisw aftow ratal; gitirii'frt'i'^reir lo bod&em odi ©'law warrla finj B onod riotdv at "ason Ji-aii Jct'a few B rf^gaot^s «!

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Why am I so weak and weary — See how short my hreath All around to me seems darkness- Tell me, comrades, Is this Ahi well'I knew your answer- To my fate I'll meekly "bow /death If you'll only tell me truly- Who iftdll care for mother now Chorus Soon with angels I'll he marching With "bright laurels on my hrow I have for my country fallen Who will care for mother now Who will comfort her in sorrow- WItc will dry the falling tear Gently smooth her wrinkled forehead-Who vrlll whisper words of Even now I think I see her kneeling, praying for me, how /cheer . or -issr^-— :rf.vlli3t 'JIJ: X Xlivi' I-el J-tscf 'sdt o. 1 I am one of those unlucky chape "Who once did fall in love With a being fair beyond compare She wa,s miy ti^rtle dove Her hair was black and curly And the handsomest ever was seen And the way she earned her livelihood Was running a eev/ing nachine Chorus Oh, I fairly lost my heart And I wish I never had seen That female fair v/ith curly hair That ran the sev/ing macliine 2 The first time that I met her ' Twas at a dashing shop At Thomas's Block, Number Two At the window I did stop The signs that passed between us I'm sure no other had seen Por I made" it all right to meet her that night When she'd done v/ith her sewing machine _ Chorus:- 3 I took her to the Botanic Gardens And for her fare I paid As we were walking along Said she, - I feel afraid Of losing all my money And she gave me such a look And said, - Kind sir, will you please take care Of this,, my pocket book Chorus :- 4- (Continued on next page)- ...,....„ "gio X'' ..-...„ ..,. and die Chcrus:- 4 I've love in my pocket But none in ray heart I have but a little I share you all. Nellie -(she was named Helen Itlaria for Uncle Alba's sisters (? Staples of Stooktcn on March 23, 1867 — - And although he used to "boss her 'round" W |i till -fciip ■■.,»ii,.i ^ a M . svi X woxt attoa Jboa wofiiw a'scfoo B'u "rail.*' x{3«o fil OOOlf)- OO. J" jtl Atqjs O if&irfw le j&na -{Jb«w0 XXlta srf r Co Mw to ©ofta Xstf e'i* brt B -tela « ^nito Bfia oiwr ,ie*BJSrtt a«w no^jlodd-" to M0ita X^^^ i-T nami3 qwota *Ji^i* to hn&lni.