Union song about knitting for the soldiers

The Smoky Hill and Republican Union (Junction City, KS) August 8, 1863 - Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers, LOC

A young lady in New York State sends us the following new version of “John Brown,” which is quite popular in that region. The words are pretty, and the sentiment the best we have seen adapted to this popular piece of music:

To the Ladies of the Blue Stocking Club.

By Charles Puffer.

Where the starry banners of the Union army stand,

Over hill and valley, and along the Dixie strand,

Soft appeals are coming to the ladies of the land,

For the brave, brave Volunteers.

Glory, glory, Hallelujah, &c.

Valley Forge remember, and the ashes laid below,

Tell the brave old legion of the foot prints in the snow,

Then merrily click the needles, as the echoes come and go,

For the brave, brave Volunteers.

Loving eyes are dewy as they ripple o’er with tears;

Gentle hearts are thrilling with a thousand shadowy fears;

Fairy hands are knitting for the brave Volunteers;

Tenderly we’re dreaming of the long, long ago,

The lady of her lover, and the lassie of her beau.

But every one is dreaming of the faces that we know,

In the brave, brave Volunteers.

Far away in Dixie land, when the soldiers fall,

Many a grateful tongue upon your names will call,

Breathing a farewell, and a blessing for you all,

From the brave, brave Volunteers.

Then from the Atlantic to the wide Pacific shore,

Ladies, with your loving fingers knitting evermore,

Labor for the army, as your mothers did of yore,

For the brave, brave Volunteers.