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SOLDIER'S JOY BY GUY CLARK 1864

First I thought a snake had got me it happened dreadful quick T’was a bullet bit my leg, right off I got sick I came to in a wagon load of ten more wounded men Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody tent Gimme some of that Soldier’s Joy, you know what I mean I don’t want to hurt no more my leg is turnin’ green The doctor came and looked at me and this is what he said Your dancin’ days are done, son, it’s a wonder you ain’t dead Then he went to work with a carvin’ knife sweat fell from his brow ‘Bout killed me tryin’ to save my life when he cut that lead ball out Give me some of that Soldier’s Joy, ain’t you got no more Hand me down my walkin’ cane I ain’t cut out for war Red blood run right through my veins run all over the floor Run right down his apron strings like a river out the door He handed me a bottle and said, son drink deep as you can He turned away then he turned right back with a hacksaw in his hand Gimme some of that Soldier’s Joy you know what I like Bear down on that fiddle boys just like Saturday night Gimme some of that Soldier’s Joy you know what I crave I’ll be hittin’ that Soldier’s Joy til I’m in my grave We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of the dream

"Soldier's Joy" played by Marguerite Taliaferro Garrison 9/13/12

This is Marguerite Taliaferro Garrison and her mother seated beyond her at the old piano here at Green Mount yesterday, September 13th. She is playing "Soldier's Joy". This is the same piano the Evergreen Society girls played during their meetings. What a treat to hear it making music again.

Green Mount Parlor

The meetings of The Evergreen Society were held on Wednesday afternoons at 3:00 PM and most always began in the parlor then moved to the music room. This is a picture of the parlor taken today, September 14, 2012. The dress on the form is one that belonged to Ma [Maria Louisa Wacker Fleet] about 1858. She had by that time given birth to 9 babies, 2 of which died in infancy. Her waist measured 22" and she would have been 5' tall or a little less. She managed to survive the Civil War, a widow by its end and having suffered the loss of her beloved son Benny. She not only survived, but put her remaining 6 children through college, even her three daughters, Lou, Bessie and Florence. They came back to Green Mount and were teachers for these girls at Green Mount Home School for Young Ladies. You are reading the minutes of their meetings.

Green Mount, Feb. 9, 1881

I am again reminded of the rapid flight of time by the coming of my turn to write before I know it.  Lucy played for us the grand old hymn we love so well, Rock of Ages, after which M.K. [Mattie Kate Faunt Le Roy] volunteered to read us a very interesting & instructive piece about Shetland Ponies.  It taught us a good lesson of how joyfully God adapts his creatures to do their appointed work.  Loulie played Wild Ashe deer for us very well. Sallie read us what the printer poet Benjamin F. Taylor says of the The Printer & His Types.  It is strange how little we k now of the art preservative, the achievement of the types.  I am sure after this we will try to learn more of it as we have the opportunity.  Mattie repeated "The Book of the New Year" a piece we ought to think of every new day, as well as every New Year.  Nannie read the extract from Mrs. Browning beginning "let us be content in work To do the things we can & not presume to fret because it's littlle. Lou read us of the beautiful things that will make up presently from under the snow.  Ma came in to bring us some Va. dates & stayed to hear M.K. sing "Birdie Darling."
We were very glad to welcome Mary back.  I read the sad announcement of the death of Thomas Carlyle, with an account of some of his writing.  Sister [Lou] played for us Prof. Gambel's lost "Valsi, Bon Lou (?) after wh. we adjourned to see the wonderful fr??ks the frost has played with our falls. 

Florence Fleet