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that a battle did not take place about the last of March, as that would have saved him a heap of trouble. Do not think, however, that our Quarter-master has done any thing that will not bear investigation, for a more honest or conscientious man is not to be found in the Quarter-master's Department; but Igo has a holy horror of vouchers and invoices, and receipts all in triplicate; and small blame to him for it. FLING OUT TO THE BREEZE, BOYS! Dedicated to the Second Brigade, Second Division, M'cook's Corps. By W. A. OGDEN. Fling out to the breeze, boys, That old starry flag-- Let it float as in days famed in story; For millions of stout hearts And bayonets wait, To clear its old pathway to glory. When the first wail of war That was heard on our shore Re-echoed with fierce promulgation, Columbia's brave sons Then rallied and fought, In defense of our glorious nation. From East, West, North, and South, Their numbers did pour, Alike seemed their courage and daring; While boldly they stood, As the fierce battle raged, Each nobly the proud contest sharing. Those patriots have passed-- They now sleep 'neath the sod; But _their_ flag shall be _our_ flag forever! We'll boldly march forward, And strike to the earth The fiends who it from us would sever. Hark! hark! from the South Comes a sound, deep and shrill-- 'Tis the sound of the cannon's deep rattle! Up! forward! brave boys, And beat back with a will The foe from the red field of battle. We'll rally and rally, And rally again, To our standard now pennoned and flying; And we swear, 'neath its bright folds Of crimson and gold, To _own_ it, though living or dying. Then fling to the breeze, boys, That dear, blood-bought flag-- It must float as in days famed in story; For millions of _stout hearts_ And _bayonets_ wait, To clear its old pathway to glory. CHAPTER XXIII. Defense of the Conduct of the German Regiments at Hartsville -- To the Memory of Captain W. Y. Gholson -- Colonel Toland vs. Contraband Whisky. Camp near Gallatin, Tenn., _December 14, 1862_. After a careful investigation of the facts relative to the late fight at Hartsville, having visited the battle-field, and having conversed with numerous officers and privates who were wounded in
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