This section is from the book "Hill's Manual Of Social And Business Forms: A Guide To Correct Writing", by Thos. E. Hill. Also available from Amazon: Hill's Manual Of Social And Business Forms: The How-To-Do-Everything Book Of Victorian America.
CORPORAL Green! " the orderly cried;
" Here! " was the answer, loud and clear, From the lips of a soldier who stood near, And " Here!" was the word the next replied.
Killed or wounded he could not tell.
There they stood in the failing light, These men of battle, with grave, dark looks, As plain to be read as open books, While slowly gathered the shades of night.
The fern on the hill-side was splashed with blood, And down in the corn, where the poppies grew, Were redder stains than the popples knew;
And crimson-dyed was the river's flood.
For the foe had crossed from the other side, That day in the face of a murderous fire, That swept them down in its terrible ire;
And their life-blood went to color the tide.
"Herbert Kline!" At the call, there came Two stalwart soldiers into the line, Bearing between them this Herbert Kline,
Wounded and bleeding, to answer his name.
" Ezra Kerr!" - and a voice answered, " Here I"
"Hiram Kerr! " - but no man replied.
They were brothers, these two, the sad winds sighed, And a shudder crept through the cornfield near.
" Ephraim Deane! " - then a soldier spoke: " Deane carried our Regiment's colors," he said; " Where our Ensign was shot, I left him dead,
Just after the enemy wavered and broke.
"Close to the roadside his body lies.
I paused a moment and gave him to drink.
'Twas a victory; yes, but it cost us dear, - For that company's roll, when called at night, Of a hundred men who went into the fight,
Numbered but twenty that answered "Here!"