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84 "I know him not," said the aged man,

"And, as I remarked before,

I was with Grant"—"Nay, nay, I know,"

Said the farmer, "Say no more;

"He fell in battle—I see, alas!

Thou'dst smooth these tidings o'er—

Nay: speak the truth, whatever it be

Though it rend my bosom's core.

"How fell he—with his face to the foe,

Upholding the flag he bore?

O! say not that my boy disgraced

The uniform that he wore!

"I cannot tell," said the aged man,

"And should have remarked, before,

That I was with Grant—in Illinois—

Some three years before the war."

Then the farmer spake him never a word,

But beat with his fist full sore

That aged man, who had worked for Grant

Some three years before the war.