"You'll Tell her, Won't You?"
‘"Another, (soldier,) shot through the lunge slipped a locket to his breast and moved his lips till I put down my ear and listened for his last breath.--‘"You'll tell her, won't you?"’ Tell who or what I could not ask, but that locket was the picture of one who might be wife, sweetheart, or sister."’Army Letter.
‘ You'll tell her, won't your?
Say to her I died.
As a brave soldier should — true to the last.
She'll bear it better if a thought of pride,
Comes in to stay her, the first shock o'er past!
You'll tell her, won't you?
Show her how I lay
Breaking the pictured lips I loved so well;
And how my last thoughts floated far away.
To home and her, with love I could not tell.
You'll tell her, won't you!--not how hard it was
To give up life — life for her so dear.
Ney, nay, not so!
Say tween a noble cause.
And I did die for it without a tear,
You'll tell her, won't you?
She'll be glad to know
Her soldier stood undaunted, true as steel.
His heart with her, his bosom to the foe.
When the blew struck no human power could deal.
You'll tell her, won't you?
Say, too, we shall meet
In God's Hereafter, where our love shall grow
More holy for this parting, and more sweet,
And cleansed from every stain it knew below.
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