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Behind the Scenes.
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""Washington, D.C, October 30, 1861.
"Dear Sir:—I enclose you my first attempt at poetry.
"Yours truly,
""WM. W. LINCOLN.
"To the Editor of the National Republican."
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ON THE DEATH OF COLONEL EDWARD BAKER.
There was no patriot like Baker,
So noble and so true;
He fell as a soldier on the field,
His face to the sky of blue.
His voice is silent in the hall
Which oft his presence graced;
No more he'll hear the loud acclaim
Which rang from place to place.
No squeamish notions filled his breast,
The Union was his theme;
No surrender and no compromise,"
His day-thought and night's dream.
