By W. I. G.
July 12, 1865. Vol. 1. No. 40. Page 4
[On the death of Private Thomas A. George, age 18, Company G, 11th Regiment Conn. Vols. at Hatteras Inlet, Jan. 14, 1862. Mustered in December 16, 1861 for three years. Cause of death typhoid fever.]
Farewell, fellow soldier, we shall see thee no more;
We have laid thee to rest on the low, sandy shore.
Though rude by thy burial, and barren the sod,
Thy spirit is peaceful, for thou trusted in God.
We sorrow for our loss, though our loss be thy gain;
Thou hast gone to a land free from sorrow and pain;
So, meekly we will bow to the chastening rod,
Believing thee in Heaven, for thou trusted in God.
Thou didst leave thy fond home for thy country to fight,
Leaving parents and friends, to stand up for the right,
When the hand of disease, with its powerful rod,
Laid thee low on thy couch, but thou trusted in God.
Thou hast gone from this world to another, more bright,
Where thou wilt be free from this long, trouble-some fight;
For well in the straight and narrow path thou hast trod;
Thou hast now gone to rest, for thou trusted in God.
Thou art the first from our ranks that we’ve laid in the grave.
May our Heavenly Father the rest of us save
From disease. But when we have done with this earthly clod,
May we all have it said that we trusted in God.