PAGE. RUNNING THE BATTERIES _Frontispiece_ THE CIVIL WAR 1 THE COUNTERSIGN 15 THE “CUMBERLAND” 35 SHERIDAN’S RIDE 72 BARBARA FRIETCHIE 95 FREDERICKSBURG 103 IN LOUISIANA 109 JOHN PELHAM 113 RUNNING THE BATTERIES 120 KEENAN’S CHARGE 124 THE BLACK REGIMENT 132 GETTYSBURG 138 JOHN BURNS OF GETTYSBURG 150 THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND MORE 160 “KEARSARGE” AND “ALABAMA” 167 THE BAY FIGHT 170 THE CONQUERED BANNER 204 DRIVING HOME THE COWS 211 AFTER ALL 214 CAVALRY SONG 252 [Illustration] _Typogravures by W. Kurtz._ [Illustration] THE _CIVIL_ WAR PART II. [Illustration] LYON. BY HENRY PETERSON. Sing, bird, on green Missouri’s plain, Thy saddest song of sorrow; Drop tears, O clouds, in gentlest rain Ye from the winds can borrow; Breathe out, ye winds, your softest sigh, Weep, flowers, in dewy splendor, For him who knew well how to die, But never to surrender! Up rose serene the August sun Upon that day of glory; Up curled from musket and from gun The war-cloud gray and hoary. It gathered like a funeral pall Now broken and now blended, Where rang the bugle’s angry call, And rank with rank contended. Four thousand men, as brave and true As e’er went forth in daring, Upon the foe that morning threw The strength of their despairing. They feared not death--men bless the field That patriot soldiers die on-- Fair Freedom’s cause was sword and shield, And at their head was Lyon! The leader’s troubled soul looked forth From eyes of troubled brightness; Sad soul! the burden of the North Had pressed out all its lightness. He gazed upon the unequal fight, His ranks all rent and gory, And felt the shadows close like night Round his career of glory. “General, come lead us!” loud the cry From a brave band was ringing-- “Lead us, and we will stop, or die, That battery’s awful singing.” He spurred to where his heroes stood, Twice wounded--no wound knowing-- The fire of battle in his blood And on his forehead glowing.