
On the spot where Gen. Sickles lost his leg

G.A.R and Confederate veterans at the encampment

Two Yanks and a Reb ~ Via Allan Janus
Through our great good fortune, in our youth our hearts were touched with fire. Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.

On the spot where Gen. Sickles lost his leg

G.A.R and Confederate veterans at the encampment

Two Yanks and a Reb ~ Via Allan Janus
Through our great good fortune, in our youth our hearts were touched with fire. Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.
“Donna makoo makoonos!
Kuikoo donna makoo;
Wawa nekoonos;
Guahee honigee.
“Ever sacred be this day, Genial morn of rosy May.
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“Now each Sachem join hands round the Liberty Pole,
And briskly again pass the heart cheering bowl;
To Washington’s mem’ry, the chief of our train,
The full flowing goblet, repeated we’ll drain;
Then next to each chieftain, who fought, and who bled,
Let’s sing a Requiem and toast him, tho’ dead.
“For Tammany’s holy, Let’s fire a volley,
That hills, woods, and rocks may reply,
We’ll found him in powder,
Still louder and louder,
Till echo shall rend the blue sky.
“Ever sacred be this day, Genial morn of rosy May.
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Excerpted from:
“Ode For Saint Tammany’s Day, May 1st, 1785.
(Written by Tenxogrondi, a Delaware Chief.)”
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If you have your walrus tusk handy, join in the toast with a St Tammany Cocktail.
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Image from History of the Tammany Society (1901)
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