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1842–1914

UNCOLONELED

Ambrose Bierce

Though war-signs fail in time of peace, they say, Two awful portents gloom the public mind: All Mexico is arming for the fray And Colonel Mark McDonald has resigned!

We know not by what instinct he divined The coming trouble — may be, like the steed Described by Job, he smelled the fight afar. Howe'er it be, he left, and for that deed

Is an aspirant to the G. A. R. When cannon flame along the Rio Grande A citizen's commission will be handy.

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