Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 4., 42. God save the South., page 37

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Taken by the Pirates .

8 . Songs of the Rebels .

Little Eddie, the Drummer-Boy : a Reminiscence of Wilson's Creek .

11 . Hemming cotton.

16 . South-Carolina Gentleman.

An Editor before the Cabinet .

Female Traitors in Washington .

The man who Wouldn't be made a Prisoner.

Extract from the Constitution of the Evangelical Tract Society :

The young men of the army.

38 . Songs of the Rebels .

42 . God save the South .

The Blacksmiths and the Merrimac .

Commodore Forrest 's Reply.

Adventures of a Rebel Heroine.

43 . Western Trooper's song.

Bounties to Rebel Soldiers.

Crittenden 's Retreat.

The Desecration of the Stars and Stripes .

Munchauseniana.

Patriotic Jersey Women.

One Consolation.

53 . on the Death of Zollicoffer .

The Writing on the Wall .

To the people of Virginia .

Songs of the Rebels .

Making War in dead Earnest.

General Paine 's Reply.

Death of Zollicoffer .

A Heroic Union girl.

Who first Answered the President 's call?

Southern Currency.

Munchauseniana.

Spies for Cincinnati .

The Steam air-cannon.

The Foot a New arm.

Rebel State War Contributions.

Joy of the Tennessee Unionists .

78 . the patriot Mother.

Incidents of the Fort Donelson fight.

100 . Pacific MacARONICSRONICSronicsronics.

Tuskegee, Ala. , March 31 , 1862 .

116 . Songs of the Rebels .

119 . Acrostic. February 22 , 1862 .

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[37]
We have no cause to fear;
Heaven is our shield and spear--
Welcome the bloody bier:
Conquer we must.

Sound, then, with loud acclaim,
     Davis, our chief's great name--
God save him long.
     May the Almighty power
Blessings upon him shower,
     And still, from hour to hour,
Shield him from wrong.

Then, 'mid the cannon's roar,
     Let us sing evermore:
God save the South!
     Ours is the soul to dare;
See, our good swords are bare--
     We will be free, we swear!
God save the South!

Richmond Dispatch.

Van Nostrand. New York, New York. 1862.

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