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Charles Guiteau or James A. Garfield |
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3. They were laboring, toiling hard, A living for to make;
They did not know, nor did they think They their lives would take.
4. Just as the wagon came along, Shots rang out upon the air; And while the echo died away, Terrible was the experience there.
5. His wife pitched out upon the ground And tossed her dying head;
The men rushed to take her gold — Poor lady, she was dead!
6. The horse rushed on with the dying man, Till kind friends checked his speed; Alas, alas, it was too late
To stop this horrible deed.
7. Now they are sleeping in their tomb, Their souls have gone above,
Where thieves disturb them now no more, For all is peace and love. |
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CHARLES GUITEAU or JAMES A. GARFIELD
See Pound, Ball ads, No. 65, who gives the following note: "Text secured by Professor E. F. Piper of the University of Iowa, from a student who had it from South Dakota. The origin of this song is unknown. Dr. Carl Van Doren says that he often heard it in Illinois during the cjo's from his father." Under the same number Dr. Pound gives The Death of Young Bendall and says: "Text from Miss Agnes Andrews of Cambridge, Nebraska. 1918. She writes of the piece as follows: 'A young man by the name of Bendall whose parents were supposed to be living in England in wealth came to Canada about the year 1890 and settled near St. Thomas, Ontario. He soon made friends with a young married man by the name of J. J. Birchell. Birchell, knowing that Bendall carried much gold on his person, enticed him out on a hunting expedition and very coolly shot him. The lines of Young Bendall |
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