Nurse (knocking at the door). The doctor desires to see his excellency as soon as convenient.
The Man. My good Katharine, watch faithfully and tenderly over my poor son!
Exit.
THE NORTH CAROLINA CONSCRIPT.
Ballads of the War.
He lay on the field of Antietam,
As the sun sank low in the west,
And the life from his heart was ebbing
Through a ghastly wound in his breast.
All around were the dead and the dying—
A pitiful sight to see—
And afar, in the vapory distance,
Were the flying hosts of Lee.
He raised himself on his elbow,
And wistfully gazed around;
Till he spied far off a soldier
Threading the death-strewn ground.