mojjax
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I found this "pocket book " in a large delapitated old desk in the abandoned house we have out back .
I checked the "lift" compartments last year and pulled out some old sheet music and letters (many with stamps) dating from the late 1800's . I was excited finding them and wisked them home to check them out further.
I've been pouring over the Cache Posts on t-net the past month to get insite on other places to search ........ I decided to give the old desk another looksie .... I somehow missed reaching way up in the compartment - when I did , I pulled out this old leather pocket book .
The name inside is Aaron Blaney Jr(?) Boston Oct 1792
One of the front pockets contained a long letter dated 1805 . After removing the green flap , one of the inner pockets revealed what appears to be a Revolutionary War Ballad ! It is un-dated , un-signed , but quite interesting . Entitled " A New Song "
I'v been trying to transcribe it . Some of the words are hard to make-out . I put (?) ...after words I'm unsure of . Here are a few verses :
Why should vane mortals at the fight of death and destruction in the field of battle ,
Where blood and carnage clothe the ground with crimson,
sounding with death groans.
Death , now I dare the clad in smokey pillars ,
bursting from the Bumelsheds(?) roaring from the cannon , rattleing in grapeshot like storm of the castigations(?)
While the tyrants hearts palliate(?) for havok
let slip your bloodhounds called the British Tyrants ,
Daintely as Death flies , nimble as the Wolverine ,
Dreadful as Demons .
Last Verse:
Life for my Country and the cause of freedom
Is but a cheap prize for a worm(?) to part with ,
And if precluded in to great a contest ,
Life is Redoubled
I checked the "lift" compartments last year and pulled out some old sheet music and letters (many with stamps) dating from the late 1800's . I was excited finding them and wisked them home to check them out further.
I've been pouring over the Cache Posts on t-net the past month to get insite on other places to search ........ I decided to give the old desk another looksie .... I somehow missed reaching way up in the compartment - when I did , I pulled out this old leather pocket book .
The name inside is Aaron Blaney Jr(?) Boston Oct 1792
One of the front pockets contained a long letter dated 1805 . After removing the green flap , one of the inner pockets revealed what appears to be a Revolutionary War Ballad ! It is un-dated , un-signed , but quite interesting . Entitled " A New Song "
I'v been trying to transcribe it . Some of the words are hard to make-out . I put (?) ...after words I'm unsure of . Here are a few verses :
Why should vane mortals at the fight of death and destruction in the field of battle ,
Where blood and carnage clothe the ground with crimson,
sounding with death groans.
Death , now I dare the clad in smokey pillars ,
bursting from the Bumelsheds(?) roaring from the cannon , rattleing in grapeshot like storm of the castigations(?)
While the tyrants hearts palliate(?) for havok
let slip your bloodhounds called the British Tyrants ,
Daintely as Death flies , nimble as the Wolverine ,
Dreadful as Demons .
Last Verse:
Life for my Country and the cause of freedom
Is but a cheap prize for a worm(?) to part with ,
And if precluded in to great a contest ,
Life is Redoubled
, contact the curator and go from there.
, sheds or where they may have been, old clothes lines are a good place for old coins.
