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Show THE NORSK NIGHTINGALE. Ef yu ban wise, and ay s'pose yu ban, Yu know 'bout Yeneral Sheridan; But maybe yu ant remember the day jVen lie yump on horse, and den he say, "Ay'm yust about twenty-six miles away!" Some rebel fallers ban start big row In Vinchester ay ant know yusthow, But ay tenk dey yump on some Yankee Yan-kee guys And trying to give dem gude black eyes! So Yeneral Sheridan hear dese guns And drank some coffee and eat some buns, And tal dls har lanlord "gudeby, Yack! Ay skol paying my bill ven ay com back!" Den he ride so fast that sune he say, "Val, now ay ban saxteen miles away!" Dese cannos ban roaring gude and Joud It ban tough game for dis Yankee crowd. And Lieut. Olson he tal his pal: "Ay tank ve ban due to run lak hal!" So dey start to run; or else retreat Dis ban noder name for gude cold feet, Lak Russians luring dese Yaps, yu know. "Ye whiz!" say Sheridan, "Yump, old boss! Ay tank my soldiers get double cross! Ay s'pose yure hoofs getting purty sore, But ve only got bout sax miles more!" Val, Yeneral Sheridan meet his men, And he say, "It's now just half-past . HH ten, 1 1 H Ay hope ay skol never go to heaven, ' "H EJf dese Rebel Svedes ant licked by i H eleven! H Yust turn around, now, in yure track H Come on, yu fellers- Ve're going H back-" H And yu bet yure life dey vent back, tu, I H And put gude crimp in dis Rebel crew. jH But soldiers ban careless sons of guns i H And the yeneral never settled for H buns Milwaukee Sentinel. ' H |