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Title: History of the One hundred and twenty-fourth regiment, Pennsylvania volunteers in the war of the rebellion--1862-1863;
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Pennsylvania infantry. 124th regt., 1862-1863 Green, Robert McCay, 1842- comp
Subjects: United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Regimental histories Pennsylvania Infantry 14th
Publisher: Philadelphia, Ware bros. company, printers
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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burgh, Scotland. May 14, 1836. Emigrated withhis parents, and landed in Chester, Pa.. September 17th. of thesame year. He was known in the regiment as Corporal Kay, of CompanyB. After the term of service of the 124th had expired, here-enlisted with the Ttj/th 1 Pennsylvania \olunteers. He was a member of Philip R. Schuyler Post, Xo. 51, Depart-ment of Pennsylvania. Grand Army of the Republic. Pie was anactive member of the Regimental As.sociation of the 124th fromthe date of its organization until the time of his death, March 22,1906. Bv reference to the records of the annual reunions, it willbe seen that at the camp-fires connected with those occasions, headded much to the enjovment bv singing comic songs and givingflute imitations on a cane. His most popular song, and one that has delighted thousands,is the Old Cofifee Kettle, published on another page. He was verv )iopular as a humorist among the membership ofthe Grand Army of the Republic throughout tb.e State ofPenns\l\-ania. 334
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THOS. H. KAY. THE OLD COFFEE KETTLE THAT HUNG OX A POLE.Siinn hy Corporal Tho)iios H. Kay at rciiiiioiis. How (k-ar tu dur licarts arc the days when we soldiered, As fond recollection presents them to view ;The long line of earthworks, the deep tangled thickets And every rough spot that our army life knew.The long parks of cannons with harness and saddles, The picket-roped horses oft trying to roll;The cook-house, the guard-tent, the muskets stacked nigh it. And the t)ld cofifee kettle that hung on a pole. Chorus.The sheet-iron kettle, the smutty old kettle.The old cofifee kettle that hung on a pole. Thirteen dollars a month for standing as targets, For heaps of cold lead and old iron and steel;But Grant says were better for what we endured then, And we cant make a point on the generals deal.We ate salt horse and hard tack in all kinds of wenlher. Some rations we drew and some others we stole;But still, my old chums, we will always remember The old coffee kettle that hung on a pole. H

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