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148 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
His clerk he wrote it down,
I'd be taken to the scaffold
»To meet my earthly doom.
My sister came to see me,
To bid a last farewell.
She threw her arm around me
And wept most bitterly.
She says, "My darling brother,
This day you must cruelly die
For the murder of James A. Garfield
Upon the scaffold high." |
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(B) THE DEATH OF BENDALL
Come all ye tender Christians and hearken unto me, And kindly pay attention to these few words from me. For the murder of young Bendall I am condemned to
die; On the fourteenth of November I mount the gallows
high.
My name is J. S. Birchell, my name I'll never
deny. I leave my aged parents in sorrow for to die; It's little did I think when in my childhood home, I'd be taken to the scaffold to meet my fatal
doom. |
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