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THE COUNTERSIGN WAS MARY by MARGARET (WINSHIP) EYTINGE

First Line: TWAS NEAR THE BREAK OF DAY, BUT STILL
Last Line: "THE COUNTERSIGN IS 'MARY.'"
Subject(s): WOMEN;

'T WAS near the break of day, but still
The moon was shining brightly;
The west wind as it passed the flowers
Set each one swaying lightly;
The sentry slow paced to and fro,
A faithful night-watch keeping,
While in the tents behind him stretched
His comrades, -- all were sleeping.

Slow to and fro the sentry paced,
His musket on his shoulder;
But not a thought of death or war
Was with the brave young soldier.
Ah, no! his heart was far away
Where, on a Western prairie,
A rose-twined cottage stood. That night
The countersign was "Mary."

And there his own true love he saw,
Her blue eyes kindly beaming,
Above them, on her sun-kissed brow,
Her curls like sunshine gleaming: --
He heard her singing, as she churned
The butter in the dairy,
The song he loved the best. That night
The countersign was "Mary."

"Oh, for one kiss from her!" he sighed,
When, up the lone road glancing,
He spied a form, a little form,
With faltering steps advancing;
And as it neared him, silently
He gazed at it in wonder;
Then dropped his musket to his hand,
And challenged, -- "Who goes yonder?"

Still on it came. "Not one step more,
Be you man, child, or fairy,
Unless you give the countersign;
Halt! who goes there!" -- "'T is Mary,"
A sweet voice cried, and in his arms
The girl he'd left behind him
Half fainting fell. O'er many miles
She'd bravely toiled to find him.

"I heard that you were wounded, dear,"
She sobbed. "My heart was breaking;
I could not stay a moment, but,
All other ties forsaking,
I travelled, by my grief made strong,
Kind Heaven watching o'er me,
Until -- unhurt and well?" "Yes, love --
At last you stood before me."

"They told me that I could not pass
The lines to seek my lover
Before day fairly came; but I
Pressed on ere night was over,
And, as I told my name, I found
The way free as our prairie."
"Because, thank God! to-night," he said,
"The countersign is 'Mary.'"



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