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...as a little boy of six who was reciting 'Barbara Frietchie" to me. After reciting the lines, — ' Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on! ' he said, — with great elocutionary fire, he stopped suddenly; and then, after a moment's thought, he asked,...

...royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. 4 A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face...long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn...

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...a royal will : " Shoot, if yon must, the old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face...long, through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the Rebel host ; Ever its torn...

...snatched the silken scarf ; She leaned far out on the window-sill, And shook it forth with a royal will. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face...long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tost Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds...

...a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare.your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face...long through Frederick street Sounded the tread of marching feet : All day long that free flag tost Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn folds...

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...flag," she said. A shade of sadness, and a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came ; The noble nature within him stirred To life at that woman's...long through Frederick street, Sounded the tread of marching feet ; All day long that free flag tossed Over the heads of the rebel host. Ever its torn...

...a royal will. " Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirr'd To life at that woman's deed and word. " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog!...