Miss Loulie will please place this in her scrap
book, as a token from me in memory of her brother - )
Respectively J.L. Goodloo
Memphis,"
Tenn.)
Jerry, my boy, I am standing here,"
In the Campus, sad and lone,"
And each dear memory brings a tear
For the long lost days, So sadly dear,"
Irrevocably gone!)
I am thinking, my friend, that never more
Shall I look in your loving face."
With many a burning sigh I deplore
That you in your youth have gone before,"
To Heaven's theme of grace.)
I shall no more dwell in the dear, dear light
of your pricless love for me,"
I shall no more meet you on a starlit night
Under the soft moon, fair and bright
For you are over the sea;- )
Over the dark lethean flood,"
Across the broad and deep river;-
And never a sacrifice of blood,"
And never the prayers of the [?] and good
Can bring you to me ever:- )
But - Jerry, my boy -.where those sweet shrubs blow "(So long! So long ago!)
We loved each other here, you know,"
We parted there, where the red oaks grow,"
—— Remorseless day of woe!"
You marched away with a soldiers joy,"
At the trumpets note of war,——
Your priceless head lies low - my boy -
Wherefore - oh God! - the arts
of [?] blood red star!)
With a ceaseless pain in my aching breast
I ponder the sad, sad past, Yet meeting m y dear in your plaaceful rest
YOu can part no more from my steadfast heart
In a better worled at last- )
Written June
19th 1875
for Miss
Loulie Gage.
by J.L. Goodloo
classmate and
friend of Jerry
Sanders Gage,
a man who
made the life
of his friend sweet
and to whose his
death was
calamity.)
