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But as soon as my head got clearer, and accustomed to
hear 'em speak, I knew as I'd lain like that, sir, for many a long, long
week. I guessed what the lads was hidin', for their poor old
shipmate's sake. I could see by their puzzled faces they'd got some news
to break; So I lifts my head from the pillow, and I says to old
Ben, “Look here!
and never fear.”
Not one on 'em ever answered, but presently Ben goes
out, And the others slinks away like, and I says,
“ What's this about? Why can't they tell me plainly as the poor old wife is
dead ?” Then I fell again on the pillows, and I hid my achin'
I lay like that for a minute, till I heard a voice cry
“ John!" And I thought it must be a vision as my weak eyes
gazed upon ; For there by the bedside, standin' up and well was my
wife. And who do ye think was with her? Why, Jack, as
large as life.
It was him as I'd saved from drownin' the night as the
lifeboat went To the wreck of the Royal Helen ; 'twas that as the They'd brought us ashore together, he'd knelt by his
mother's bed, And the sudden joy had raised her like a miracle from
the dead; And mother and son together had nursed me back to
life, And my old eyes
woke from darkness to look on my son and wife. Jack? He's our right hand now, sir ; 'twas Providence
pulled him throughHe's allus the first aboard her when the lifeboat wants
GEORGE R. SIMS.
THE GREAT ISSUE.
great issues before the country-nothing less, in a word, than whether the work of our noble fathers of the revolutionary and constitutional age shall perish or endure ; whether this great experiment in national polity, which binds a family of free republics in one united government—the most hopeful plan for combining the homebred blessings of a small state with the stability and power of great empire-shall be treacherously and shamefully stricken down, in the moment of its most successful operation, or whether it shall be bravely, patriotically, triumphantly maintained. We wage no war of conquest and subjugation ; we aim at nothing but to protect our loyal fellow-citizens, who, against fearful odds, are fighting the battles of the Union in the disaffected States, and to re-establish, not for ourselves alone, but for our deluded fellow-citizens, the mild sway of the Constitution and the laws. The result cannot be doubted. Twenty millions of freemen, forgetting their divisions, are rallying as one man in support of the righteous cause--their willing hearts and their strong hands, their fortunes and their lives, are laid upon the altar of the country. We contend for the great inheritance of constitutional freedom transmitted from our revolutionary fathers. We engage in the struggle forced upon us, with sorrow, as against our misguided brethren, but with high heart and faith, as we war for that Union which our sainted Washington commended to our dearest affections. The sympathy of the civilized world is on our side, and will join us in prayers to Heaven for the success of our arms.
EDWARD EVERETT, 1861.
BILL AND JOE.
Will steal an hour from days gone by-
“ Your name may flaunt a titled trail,
Proud as a cockerel's rainbow tail;
“ You've won the great world's envied prize
And grand you look in people's eyes,
Your fist, old fellow !” off they go ! “ How are you,
Bill ?” “How are you, Joe pro
“You've worn the judge's ermine robe;
You've taught your name to half the globe;
and I are Joe and Bill.”
The chaffing young folks stare and say,
How Bill forgets his hour of pride
Ah! pensive scholar, what is fame?
The weary idol takes his stand,
old Joe's “ God bless you, Bill!”
And shall we breathe in happier spheres
No matter; while our home is here
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.
MR. WINKLE PUTS ON SKATES.
From the Pickwick Papers.
,” said Wardle, after a substantial lunch,
“what say you to an hour on the ice? We shall have plenty of time.”
“Capital !” said Mr. Benjamin Allen.