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The soldiers recognized it, and the privates crowded about the

master; they hearkened, and they remembered that dreadful season

when over the grave of their country they had sung this song and

departed for the ends of the earth; they called to mind their

long years of wandering, over lands and seas, over frosts and

burning sands, amid foreign peoples, where often in camp they had

been cheered and heartened by this folk song. So thinking, they

sadly bowed their heads!