Frederick in Frederick County, Maryland — The American Northeast (Mid-Atlantic)
Barbara Fritchie
by John Greenleaf Whittier
Photographed By Devry Becker Jones (CC0), January 7, 2023
Up from the meadows rich with corn,
Clear in the cool September morn,
The clustered spires or Frederick stand
Greenwalled by the hills of Maryland
Round about them orchards sweep,
Apple and peach tree fruited deep.
Fair as the garden of the Lord
To the eyes of the famished rebel horde,
On that pleasant morn of the early fall
When Lee marched over the mountain-wall;
Over the mountains winding down,
Horse and foot, into Frederick town.
Forty flags with their silver stars,
Forty flags with their crimson bars,
Flapped in the morning wind: the sun
Of noon looked down, and saw not one.
Up rose old Barbara Fritchie then,
Bowed with their fourscore years and ten;
Bravest of all in Frederick town,
She took up the flag the men hauled down;
In her attic window the staff she set,
To show that one heart was loyal yet.
Up the street came the rebel tread,
Stonewall Jackson riding ahead.
Under his slouched hat left and right
He glanced; the old flag met his sight.
"Halt!"—the dust-brown ranks stood fast.
"Fire!"—out blazed the rifle-blast.
It shivered the window, pane and sash;
It rent the banner with seam and gash.
Quick, as it fell, from the broken staff
Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf.
She leaned far out on the window-sill,
And shook it forth with a royal will.
"Shoot, if you must, this old gray head
But spare your country's flag," she said.
A shade of sadness, a blush of shame,
Over the face of the leader came;
The nobler nature within him stirred
To life at that woman's deed and word;
"Who touches a heair of yon gray head
Dies like a dog! March on!" he said.
All day long through Frederick's street
Sounded the tread of marching feet:
All day long that free flag tost
Over the heads of the rebel host.
Ever its torn folds rose and fell
On the loyal winds that loved it well;
And, through the hill-gaps, sunset light
Shone over it with a warm good-night.
Barbara Fritchie's work is o'er,
And the Rebel rides on his raids no more
Honor to her! And let a tear
Fall, for her sake, On Stonewalls' bier.
Over Barbara Fritchie's grave,
Flag of Freedom and Union, wave!
Peace and order and beauty draw
Round thy symbol of light and law;
And ever the stars above look down
On thy stars below in Frederick town!
Erected 1914 by Barbara Fritchie
Photographed By Devry Becker Jones (CC0), January 7, 2023
Topics. This memorial is listed in these topic lists: War, US Civil • Women.
Location. 39° 24.173′ N, 77° 25.008′ W. Marker is in Frederick, Maryland, in Frederick County. Memorial can be reached from Stadium Drive south of South Market Street (Maryland Route 355), on the right when traveling south. Touch for map. Marker is at or near this postal address: 424 Pinoak Pl, Frederick MD 21701, United States of America. Touch for directions.
Other nearby markers. At least 8 other markers are within walking distance of this marker. Barbara Fritchie: Civil War Heroine (here, next to this marker); Maryland's First Governor (a few steps from this marker); Thomas Johnson (a few steps from this marker); a different marker also named Thomas Johnson (a few steps from this marker); Jane Hanson National Memorial (within shouting distance of this marker); a different marker also named Thomas Johnson (within shouting distance of this marker); Joseph Adlum (within shouting distance of this marker); Never Forget Garden (about 300 feet away, measured in a direct line). Touch for a list and map of all markers in Frederick.
Photographed By Devry Becker Jones (CC0), January 7, 2023
Photographed By Devry Becker Jones (CC0), January 7, 2023
Credits. This page was last revised on January 7, 2023. It was originally submitted on January 7, 2023, by Devry Becker Jones of Washington, District of Columbia. This page has been viewed 100 times since then and 16 times this year. Photos: 1, 2, 3, 4. submitted on January 7, 2023, by Devry Becker Jones of Washington, District of Columbia.