Yet, lookm' at life in its various ways,
r reckon that them was the good old days."
Then shoulder to shoulder the old boys stepped
To the "serried graves where their comrades sleptc
- In mute salute their heads they bent'
"Then raised .their eyes to' the firmament
' Where the old flag floated in joyous pride
And the' two old foes shook hands, and cried,
We're all one now the blues an' grays;
I reckon that these are the Better days!"
30 YEARS IN THE BRITISH
NAVY NEVER IN FIGHT
Capt. G. W. Vivian.
Thirty years in the British
vnavy without - having smelled
gunpowder other than that fired
in salutes to. friendly nations will
be the record upon which Captain
Gerald W. Vivian jof the British
sloop of .-war Shearwater, win
shortly retire and return to Corn
wall to succeed his father in the
management .of one of the largest
manufacturing plants in Eng
land, where more than 9,000 men
. It has not been the fault of
Captain Vivian that he has not
been a sea fighter. He asserts
that for more than a quarter of a
century he has been ready for a
"bit of a fray," but aside from the
Boer war there has been nothing
to ruffle the fur on the back of
the British lion.
During the Boer war it was his
lot to be an officer in the trans
"It's a bit of a bore to be a
man of peace," says the captain;
"but what can a body do when
there is no war, business on
The young man produced a
small square box from his pocket.
"I have a present for you," he
began. "I don't know whether it
will fit your finger or-not, but "
"Oh, George L" sheJbroke in.
"This is so sudden ! Why, I'never
But just then George produced
the gift a silver thimble and it
got suddenly colder in the room.
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