The Old Flag. (Tyler, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 1, Ed. 1

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Shreveport,‭ ‬Feb.‭ ‬16th‭ ‬1864

We stop the Lightning to forward to your readers the important intelligence that all prisoners in the State of Texas,‭ ‬all rumors to the contrary notwithstanding,‭ ‬both the Navy and of the Army,‭ ‬have been exchanged.‭


The work of regeneration has begun.‭ ‬The tenth part of the people of Texas,‭ ‬represented by the‭ ‬Union Inhabitants of Camp Ford,‭ ‬embracing the gallant soldier,‭ ‬the patriotic refugee,‭ ‬and the unterrified exil,‭ ‬have sworne to uphold our magnanimous President in his generous endeavor to unite all parties for his own support.‭ ‬In the words of the new and original motto,‭ ‬at the head of our editorial Column,‭ "‬Long may the Wave.‭"

Already we rally distinguished officers enough to hold all of the positions of Army Corps‭; ‬Men who have trod the sacred soil of Texas,‭ ‬from Sabine Pass to Camp Gree,‭ ‬from Galveston to Tyler,‭ ‬from the Rio Grande to the San Jacinto‭; ‬men who are familiar with Gaurd houses and Penetentiaries and who have got their eye-teeth cut on corn dodgers and who laugh to scorn an eruption of gray-backs.‭ ‬To such veterans history must be sure and with the old Flag wrapped around them,‭ ‬they will face a world in arms on Mustang Ponies.‭ ‬We call upon loyal Texas to cluser around our Flag staff.‭ ‬We know that they have long cried for us as a tender infant cries for Lt.‭ ‬Sherman's Lozenges.‭ ‬We unroll the banner of their redemption over Texan groves.‭

Forever float our standard sheet,

To drive disloyal Rebs before us,

With freedoms soil beneath our feet--

‎[‏To be continued in our next.‭]


With the Violine lately purchased from one of the Guard for‭ ‬100‭ ‬dollars Confederate money‭ (‬equal to‭ ‬$10.00‭ ‬in Green-backs here‭) ‬and the BANJO MESSRS MARS‭ & ‬CO.,‭ ‬are making,‭ & ‬CAPT.‭ ‬THOMASON'S excellent FLUTE,‭ ‬we are in hopes to have quite a BAND by the‭ ‬22nd of Feb.‭ ‬Now,‭ ‬with the addition of a Singing Club,‭ ‬we certainly do not lack Music for a Celebration on the Birth-day of Washington.‭ ‬We have excellent Public speakers,‭ ‬and therefore hope such a celebration will come off.‭



We have a LEAKE quite wise‭ & ‬good,/‭ ‬But no Cauker to use if we would,/‭ ‬We have a Rose without a Thorne,/Who Thrives upon Confederate-corn,/And yet again,‭ ‬we have a Gray,‭ ‬Minus a Green were bound to say./‭ ‬We've a Nott,‭ ‬yet strange to tell,/‭ ‬No Rope have we,‭ ‬nor yet a Bell.

‎(‏Page is torn with the note describing tear:‭ ‬This portion of these pages got wet and tore off in taking it from under my shoulder straps upon arriving in the Federal lines.‭ ‬W.M.‭)

A Bailey we have to/‭ ‬No lawyer yet to ple/‭ ‬A may to keep us ple/‭ ‬No cold December,‭ ‬and‭ ‬/‭ ‬That Wells we have/‭ ‬No bucket have we to/‭ ‬We have a Coe,‭ ‬we/He'll do a good turn whenever/‭ ‬Adam's here,‭ ‬and much/‭ ‬Because he's absent from/Tho‭' ‬lacking a Dane,‭ ‬still a R a/‭ ‬Tho we've no/‭ ‬We've a Peck to use at pleasure./‭ ‬And if we had a lamb,‭ ‬I we--/In peace with LYON twould be seen./‭ ‬Though all are fond of dishes sweet/‭ ‬Rasins go unharme thro the street./The queerest thing of this rare age,/We need a Title for our Page./We have a Chase,‭ ‬yet sad to know./We have no Game alas‭! '‬tis so./‭ ‬We have a Hugg,‭ ‬yet do not care/‭ ‬To have them add likewise a Bear./Sampson is‭ ‬also here on hand./No jaw-bone tho‭' ‬is in his hand./Although the Rebs here hold a Morse,/Transport their NEws by some old horse./Mars is with us,‭ ‬fathful,‭ ‬and/‭ ‬Yet we've no Venus in our band./Laurie we fear,‭ ‬pines for Annie,--Pardon friend,‭ ‬perhaps‭ '‬tis Fannie./O‭! ‬then there's WHITE is also here,/‭ ‬No BLACK have we,‭ ‬is it not queer./‭ ‬And then although we have no Pool,/We have an EDDY,‭ ‬just from school./‭ ‬A Humble too,‭ ‬yet fail to see,/Within our midst a single BEE./‭ ‬Allho‭' ‬a Dane,‭ '‬tis true,‭ ‬indeed,/‭ ‬We have‭ ‬not with us one a Sweed./The South is firmly fixed at last,/They've taken Root--are bedded fast./We add with pleasure to our song,/We have a Wright,‭ ‬and not a Wrong./And what must seem to you most queer,/We've Woods,‭ ‬yet not a Tree is here‭!‬/Weeks we number‭ ‬'mong the rest,/And several MONTHS have been our guest./A Fowler,‭ ‬too,‭ ‬our list now swells,/Not the firm of Fowler Wells.

May, William H. The Old Flag. (Tyler, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 1, Ed. 1. Camp Ford, Tyler, Texas. The Portal to Texas History. Accessed October 4, 2015.