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110 THE ORDER OF THE DAY.
THE ORDER OF THE DAY.
BY G. FORRESTER BARSTOW.
Air—" Jeannette and JeannoV
THE morning light is breaking, the darkness disappears;
Away with idle sorrow, away with idler fears !
We are marching to the South, where we 'll.find'or force a way,
For Onward ! Right Onward! is the Order of the Day.
Our country's flag is o'er us, and can traitors stand before us,
While the Stars and Stripes are gleaming in summer's golden ray ?
No ! we '11 bear that banner proudly, where the can; non thunders loudly,
We '11 bear it on in triumph through the thickest of the fray.
The bugle's note is sounding the summons to the
fight, A gallant leader guides us, and God defends the