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Break up that hoe-cake, boys, and hand
The sly and silent jug that's there;
I love not it should idly stand,

When Marion's men have need of cheer.

'Tis seldom that our luck affords

A stuff like this we just have quaffed,

And dry potatoes on our boards

May always call for such a draught.


Now pile the brush and roll the log;
Hard pillow, but a soldier's head
That's half the time in brake and bog
Must never think of softer bed.
The owl is hooting to the night,
The cooter crawling o'er the bank,
And in that pond the flashing light
Tells where the alligator sank.


What! 'tis the signal! start so soon.

And through the Santee swamp so deep, Without the aid of friendly moon,

And we, Heaven help us! half asleep! But courage, comrades! Marion leads,

The Swamp Fox takes us out to-night; So clear your swords, and spur your steeds, There's goodly chance, I think, of fight.


We follow where the Swamp Fox guides, We leave the swamp and cypress tree,

Our spurs are in our coursers' sides,

And ready for the strife are we,— The Tory camp is now in sight,

And there he cowers within his den,— He hears our shouts, he dreads the fight,

He fears, and flies from Marion's men,

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Robert EDWARD LEE was born at Stratford, Westmoreland County, Virginia, descended from a long line of illustrious ancestors. He was educated as a soldier at West Point, served with great distinction under General Scott in the Mexican War, and commanded the troops which suppressed the John Brown Raid in 1859. When his State seceded in 1861, he resigned his commission of Colonel in the United States Army, and returned to Virginia. He was appointed commander-in-chief of the Virginia forces, and later of the Confederate Army. His course during the war has elicited the praise and admiration of all military critics. After the war he quietly turned to the duties of a citizen. He became president of Washington College, which is now called in his honor Washington and Lee University. He stands with Washington a model for young men, and many monuments in marble and bronze attest the love and devotion of the South to her great Chief.


Edited his father's Memoirs of the Revoution.

Letters and Addresses.

General Lee was a soldier and a man who acted rather than spoke or wrote. When, however, it was his duty to speak or write, he did it, as he did everything else, excellently, striving to express in simplest language the right and proper thing rather than draw attention and admiration to himself by any effort at grace or beauty of style. Its simplicity reminds us of Washington.

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