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Parent Issue
Day
9
Month
June
Year
1871
Copyright
Public Domain
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Aftel1 tho Imttle of Forbach a Frenoh officer-of cuirassi:rs was found dood with a letter crumpled in hls hand. It was only crunvplod letter, In a ciiwlfss, acking hand ; It was only k cbfldiflh nictwig-e From the mn-lrfMed Ëouthers land; It w:is only ft brief memorifil Of the tears the absent itied ; It was a t rifle from the Uriny, Hut a message to the dead. %ather, dear, you are gone tö battie, But 1 think inoeesantly, As I miss j6xHr morning blest-ing, What youi' sufferings must be !" Ho she wrote and so he held it, With a blessing on her heftd, When the token of the living Wai a message to thedead. " l'm so rond, dear, oh I ao stcady- You Tvould w'sh to havt' me so ; If l'm quiet, half TO'ir daufitrs Dear maruma need never know; f-'o cood-bye. papa- Gd blcss you, f Ual and keer you eyoi-mc r ; B(v. I ffnd you flfty kiases, I rom an ever i eady slore." It was only a crumpled letter In a dead man's hand that day, Ííist to nhow how feewts WGTV aching h his own land fai away ; It was only a lo vin e message From a lovine ehild thnt aned But the words the living penciled Were a message to the dead. Talie it not from Ma eold fingera, g T.ay it witli him in tlio grave ; If ít be a consolatiön, Tis the latest he wiil have : For T think the bullet reached Ixim A b the tender words were read ; So that when the angels toW it, tTwoe no message to the dead.

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Old News
Michigan Argus