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. HENRY LAWSON:
, . OR
THE LAST GAME.
u y Horace o, wood.
CHAPTER FIRST.
In one of ihose princely mansions so
numerous upon Regent street, in the me
tmpnlis of England, upon (lie evening of
July 7ih, 1852, sat a youii lady of un
common personal beauty, evidently await
ing the arrival of some one who was un
usually dilatory; every now and then she
'would look anxiously at the house-clock
that was licking in the corner, and (lieu
turning her gaze into the street, would
hurriedly exclaim,
Why don't he come V
At length the clock struck eleven.
lie will be here soon,' said site, as
the last vibrating sound died away, 'he
certainly will not stay longer.' But tlip
poor woman was destined to disappoint
ment. The clock struck twelve, and dill
he was away. 'What c an this mean?'
said. she. anxiously, 'Perhaps some mis
chief Jims hefallen him.'
And as she ceased speiikiug. she Inni-
ed her face in her snowy hands and sat
for several moments wrapt in deep tlto'i
At length a strange suspicion seemed lo
cross 1ier mind, and her face lit up with a
singular expression as she arose from the
richly caparisoned sofa upon which flic
had been reclining, an I opened a secret
drawer of h r secretary.
Yes. yes, he has tone to the gaining
house. U, merciful Meatu! why was
I permitted to live until now, to know, lo
feel my husband's disgrace ?' she sail!, as
she laid into the drawer a roll of hank
bills which she had just been counting, at
the same time sinking back u;ort i lit sofa
and bursting yno a violent fit of weeping.
The agonized woman w ept long anil
bitletlv under the tumuli of emotions that
was raging in her breast. The clock
struck oik', and before its last ech had
receded, tlic parlor door opened,, mil lien,
ry Ijawson, lite dilatory hiifbaud, enieied
hp room.
.,, His eyes beamed with a wild expre&
jon as they fell upon his wife, who, pale
and weeping, still sal upon the sofa await
ing his arrival, lie hurriedly approach
ed her, and in a husky voice, quite unu
sual to him, said,
'Ellen, why aie you here ?'
'I wis waiiing for you,' said she, as
ehe turned her eyes imploringly 1 1 his
could not sleep when you were away
eo uncommonly late. Where have yon
been?'
Henry, who never concealed anything
from his wife, frankly answered,
..Al Barker's card saloon.'
'O ! Henry,' exclaimed the g miaed
woman, 'can it bol Why did you go
there ?
'For gold .'' answered he, in an excited
voice, at the same time bringing his
clenched hand forcibly upon the table.
Think of the disgrace, Henry,' said
Ellen, startled nt the strange manner ol
her husband.
'Disgrace ! Why is it a disgrace lo
gaiiumoney from an individual who con
sents to stake it upon a game at cards,
more than in the ordinary run'of trade?
Is not the world a gambling shop, and
are not all who are in it gamblers ?'
..Henry,' said bis. wife, alarmed at the
philosophy which " he had so recently
adopted, you look upon this matter in its
wrong light. . Gambling, in and of itself,
may not be a am; but it U certainly a
monstrous evil, and involves the most hor
rid results. Think of. the families thai
are impoverished, the thousands that are
almost daily ruined by i s 'fiiscinaiin
charms. Led along its .prided 'abyriiiilm
hat many a noble man step by sum gone
down to die dark hbyss of dcsiiuciioii 5
whereas, had they avoided the faiul spell
and been contt'ni lo accumulate by honert
industry, they might have lived happily,
and died contentedly, 'mid wealth and
ease, a blessing to themselves and society.
0 I Henry, who knows but that you'
Here the poor wife paused. She could
not find voice to utter the words that lay
MtMy Journal, QMh to American ntcr sispttrato, Satmt, anfe
in her.mind, but leaning her head upon
her husband's bosom; she wept h ud and
long. The guilty husband sal for some
moments in silence. At length he said,
'Come, Ellen, we will retire ;' saying
which he arose, and, followed by his wife,
left the parlor.
Let us here pause, and for a moment
lake a glance at Henry Lawson's private
history.
Henry Law-son was the only son of a
ni in of wealth ami influence, iii London.
At an eaily period of his life lie exhibited
extraordinary lalcn's. and was placed un
der ihe.iuition of the best teachers in En
gland, by his idolatrous failu r. Having
received all he honors of Oxford, he was
placed at die Law, and at ihe pe'iod when
we find him was in-the midst of a lucra
tive practice. His faiher watched his pro
gress wiih anxiety, and looked proudly
ly forward lo ihe lime when he should be
at the head of ihe bar.
When he commenced the practice of
lii profession he was married to Ellen
Ha) den, a young lady of amiable dispo
sition and brilliant mind, and all who
knew them declared that it was the finest
match in all England. Alas ! how little
did they dream how soon ihe even tenor
of Henry's life was to be interrupted by
ilie strange infatuation of gambling. How
often do w e ga.o with pride and admira
tion upon some rising genius thai soon
sets behind the daik clouds of disgrace.
CHAPTER SECOND.
Five weeks have passed away since the
events iccorded in the preceding chapter
occurred, ami IL'nrv Lawson is nervous
ly pacing his drawing-room in a high
state of cxcni'incut.
No, it is not yet too late,' said he; all
is not wasted. Ellen's diamond ring yet
remains, and I must stake thai. Yes,
iliongli she values it as a present from
her dying iiioilicr, it must be staked.
This vi lain has followed, robbed, ruined
me. an, I I must make one more effort to
reiiievu my foitunes. Everything li
hraiy. house, looses, carriages all but
that ring, and it shall be s aked, and il
lost, then tlie.e is one more resort,' said
he, as he drew forth a levolver from un
der ihe folds of his cloak and cast upon
11 a malicious glance. At this moment
E.len entered the room, pale and thin,
yei b autiful.
Henry,' said she. as she entered, 'you
will certainly not go lliere to-night. Do
Stay with me.'
Ami she cast upon her husband an im
ploring gl nice, thai brought a tear from
his eye.
'No. no. Ellen, I cannot stay. I must
go to night ; Inn I promise you that il
shall he ihe last lime '
'Do not, O ! do not go lo-night, but tell
me that you will nt ver go again,' said
Ellen, iinploiingly.
No, I say I muni go lo-nigl.t,' said he,
fiercely, 'but this shall he my last visit
there.'
0 ! Henry, it would have been well
wiih us now had-you never gone lliere,
Inn'
'Slop! Ellen, do not upbraid me,' said
her husband, interrupting her. 'I shall
go; and 'thai villain who has so eflVctu
a lv fifici d me shall return at least a part
of my fortune.'
Who is this skillful gamester?' inqui
red his wife.
'I do not know, neither does any one
in the city know from whence he came,
nor how, nor when; bill he is a skilful
player, and lias fleeced me.' replied Hen.
rv, in an excited voice; ai the same time
approaching his wife, and taking her hand
in his, he said, 'Ellen, you know that
all is gone ; all save this ring.'.
And at these words he quickly drew
from her finger the sacred memento.
Ellen faiily'shrieked as she saw that
rea-urcd'article, that memento given her
ly her mother when on her death-bed,
ilius taken from her. She had borne Her
husband's ill fortune calmly. Shu had
seen till go without u murmur. Out when
ihtii precious gift was torn front her, it
was too much.
'01 Henry, do return me the ring.
Do not 6take that. Stop
Out her husband bad gone. He ner
vously1 rublied along the ' crowded walk
STEUBENVILLE,
with the ring clutched tightly in his hand
and at length drew up in fruit of ihe
gaming shop. Entering, he found the
successful stranger seated at the table,
awaiting his coining.
Ha ! my boy, I've been waiting for
you some time, and began to think that
perhaps you had concluded to back out,'
said he, as Henry entered.
'I am not the man to yield until fairly
prostrated,' said Henry, seating himself
opposite the stranger.
'Well, how much do yon stake on this
game ?' said he, taking up and commenc
ing lo shuffle the cards.
'One hundred prunds, 'and' offer this
in pledge,' said Ileniy, laying the ring
upon ihe table, which the stranger look
up, and having examined minutely, said,
'Done!'
The stakes were put up, and the game
commenced. Henry played will, and
won. In the next and ihe next gaine3
ho met wiih equal success, and had won
in all one thousand pounds. Flushed
with success, he said,
'I stake eleven hundred pounds on the
next game.'
'Done !' said the stranger.
They played, and Henry lost.
Arising hurriedly from his seat, he drew
a pistol from his pocket, and quicker ihan
thought pointed it at the stranger, at the
same time exclaiming,
Miserable villain! you, by your vile
arts, juggelry, have robbed me of my for
tune, everything, but the clothes upon my
hack. You have, ruined me; and now
ntum one-half of that which vou have
taken from me, or you shall die !'
For a moment the successful gamester
did not speak.' At length he said,
Young man. vou speak irulv. I have
robbed you of all your earthly possessions
except your health, talents und' a lovely
wife. You are not ruined. You can
yet by industry retrieve your broken for
lime, and I shall not'-
'Viilain! die!' exclaimed Ileniy, in
terrupting the stranger, at the same time
pointing his pistol toward his head and
firing.
The stranger dodged inseason to .avoid
the ball, and seizing Henry by the arm,
exclaimed,
'Henry Lawson, you know not what
you do !'
And throwing aside his mask, he re
vei.led to our lieroV excited gaze the fea
tures of his wife's father I
'Merciful heaven ! Is this a dream ?'
wildly exclaimed Henry.
No. it is a reality,' answered Mr.
llayden. 'It is , your father-in-law,
a ho have caret you from ruin. Return
to your wife. Your fortune shall be re
stored, and h; reafier he a wiser man.'
Henry went homo that night a changed
man, related to E l 11 what had occurred,
and pledged his honor that he had played
his fast game.
One year Ins rolled away, and Henry
Lawsou is again in (be full tide of a suc
cessful practice. He has scrupulously
kept his promise, and avoided gaming
shops; and piomising the reader thai his
future life will be prosperous and happy,
we .will drop his history.
Ni-oro Wit. 'How much do you
charge massa magistrate, to marry meaud
Mia Dinah!'
Well, Clem, I'll marry you for two
dollars.'
Two dollars? What you charge to
marry while folks, massa?'
Wo generrally charge five dollars
Clem. '
'Well you marry us like white folks,
and I'll give you five dollars, loo.'
'Why, Clem, that's a curious notion,
but as you 'desire il, I'll marry you like
while folks for five dollars.'
The ceremony being peiformed, and
C em and dinnlt being one, ihe magistrate
asked for his fee,
(), no massa! you no come up to de
greement,'
How so, Clem, whin's lacking !'
Why, you no kiss de bride.'
Gel out of my office you black rascal.'
C7"There, John, that's twice you've
come home and forgotten that lard,"
"La I mother, it was so greasy that it
slipped my mind."
OHIO, WEDNESDAY,
Hints for Husbands.
There is an article afloat in the papers
eniided 'Gulden Roles' for Wives,' which
enjoins on the ladies a ralher abject sub
mission 10 iheir husbands' will and whims,
Dul the art of living together in harmony
is n veiy different art; and, instead of
confining the position of t'ie' author of
ihe Rules aforesaid, we offer the follow
in'g, as the substance of what a wife likes
in a husband.
Fidelity is her heart's first and- most
just (lem Hid. The act of infidelity a true
wif' cannot forgive it rudely breaks the
ties that bound her heart to his, and that
lie can never more exist.
The first place in her husband's affections
no true wife can learn to do without..
When the loses that, she loses her hus
band; she is a widow ; and has to endure
ihe pangs of 'bereavement- intensified by
the presence of what she no longer pos
sesses. There is a living mummy in the
house, reminding her of her losses in the
most painful manner.
A woman likes her husband to excel
in those qualities which distinguish the
masculine form from the feminine being,
such as strength, courage, fortitude and
judgment. She wauls her husband 10
be wholly a Max. She cannot entirely
love one whom she cannot entirely respect
believe in, and rely on.
A wife deal ly likes to have her hus
band stand high in ihe regard of the com
munity in which ihcy'res'uleT She lilies
to be thought by her own sex a fortunate
woman in having 'such a husband as she
has. She has a taste for the respectable,
desires to have a good looking front door,
and to keep up a good appearance gener
ally. Some wives, it is said, carry ibis
loo' far ; and some husbands we know,
are dangerously complaisant in yielding
to the front door ambition i f their wives.
But a (rood husband will like to gratify
Ins wife 111 this respect, as far as lie can.
wiilioui sacrificing more important ob
jects.
Perfect sn eerily a wife expects, or al
least has a right to expect, from her hus
band. She desires to know the real slate
of ihe case, however it may be concealed
from the world. Il wrings her heart and
wounds her pride 10 discover that her
husband has not wholly confided in her.
A man may profitably consult his wife on
almost any project; il is due 10 her that
be should do so, and she is glad to be
consulted.
Above most of things, a wife craves
from her husband his appreci tinn. The
great in: ji ity of wives lead livis of se
vere and anxious toil. With iiniuiagina-
ble anguish, nod peril 10 their lives, they
become mothers. Their children require
incessant care. 'On'y die eye of G d
watches like a mother's,' says Fanny
Fern, in thai chapter of 'Ruth Hall' which
il'pict8 with such power and Iruth a
mother's agonizing anxieties. And be
sides her maternal cares, a wife is the
queen-regent of a household kingdom.
She has lo think, and pirn and work for
everyoouy. it, in an uer moors aim
cares, she fee's that she has her husband's
sympathy and gratitude; if he helps Iter
where a man can help a woman ; if he
notices In r efforts, applauds her skill, and
allows for her deficiencies, all is well.
But to endure all this, and yet meet with
no appreciating wutd, or glance, or act
from him for whom and whoso she toils
and bears, is very bitter.
A wife likes a husband to show her all
due respect in the presence of others;
she cannot bear 10 be reproved or criticis
ed by him when others can hear iu In
deed, it is most wrong in a husband thus
to put his wife to shame; we cannot help
secretly admiring the spirit of that Fiench
woman, who, when her husband had so
wronged her. refused ever again to inter
a word, and for twenty years lived in the
house a dumb woman. We admire her
spirit, though not her manner nf mani
festing it.
Husbands owe the most profound re
spect to their wives,' for their wives are
the mothers of their children. No man
has ihe slightest claim lo the character of
a gentleman who is not more scrupulous
ly polite 10 his wife than to any oilier
woman. We tefcr hero to the essential
OCTOBER 31. 1855,
of politeness, not its lorms ; we mean
kindness and justice in little things.
Husbands reflect on these things.
Your wife has confided her happiness to
you. You can make it unspeakably
wretched, if you are ignoble and short
sighted. Let the contest belween ihe
husband and wife be ibis : Which shall
do the most for the happiness of the oth
er. Life Must rated.
A Raftsman's first view of a Locomotive.
The fallowing must be an old story,
but if so, it is good enough to ''pass" a
'second reading :'
At a most dtlightful country town iu
New Jersey, called Uordcnlown, the Del
aware makes a short turn lo the west
ward, and has in consequence thereof,
worked for itself quite a deep bay on the
Jer.-ey shore. This bay, from iis being
protected from the winds 'out of the tide.'
is a favorite harbor of the raftsmen, who
annually come down that noble river by
hundreds, bringing acres of lumber, much
of it from the very sources of the river,
in the State of New York. Now, early
in the spring of 18 , when the Camden
and Amboy railroad was first put in ope
ration, (ihe railroad bye-ihe-bye, runs
round the edge of ihe above mentioned
bay,) a certain Sam-Sims, with a young
man who rejoiced in ihe name of Icha
bod Twodle, came down the river on a
raft of white pine boards, and about 8
o'ctock; 'ol a"co!d,lilustery, rloudy night
were busily engaged seeming their crafi
in the above mentioned hay, when Icba
bold Twodle, was slariled by a sort of a
belching, rumbling noise, he turned to
Sam, and with a long, grave face, almost
whispered
'What is that?'
Sam shook his hoary bead, and spHke
not the sound came nearer, but nothing
was to be seen ; the occupants stood still
in amazement, Ihe silence only broken by
the superhuman noise, and an occasional
exclamation of J-h-u-a! from Ichabod.
Bolh stood wiih their eyes in ihe direc
tion of the sound, when round the point
below, now three hundred yards from
them, came a thing, a very demon, belch
ing out smoke and fire, uttering the most
horrid shrieks and groans.
Oh Lord ! oh Lord !' shouted Ichabold.
Sam, give me that axe ! here comes the
devil ! Give me the axe, you darned old
fool, Lord ! Lord '.Lord ! Wll the
folks to hum ever believe that I come
down here toiide-waler tu be tuck right
off by the devil !'
Ichabod whirled (he axe round his head
in regular backwoods fashion, and stood
his ground like a man; but on came the
devil apparently straight for the raft. Oh,
how tho sparks flew, (they had not then
invented the patent spark catcher.) Ich
abod looked round, old S un was making
for the out shore of ihe outside of the rafi ;
there was no time to think about it, it was
freezing cold, and the ice was filiating in
small cakes down the river; but Ichabod
dropped the axe, and singing out "You
111 linvc u tluiucvl gouil swiul lo c.llCll
me I' made one jump to the1' side of the
raft, and anoiheroverboard, and struck out
like a man for ihe Pennsylvania shore, at
leasl a mile distant.
In ihe meantime, Sam in running across
tho raft in his fright, caught his foot and
down he went. He got up, looked round,
the devil had passed, and was puffing up
the hill beyond.
Sam called Ichabod back, and they pro
ceeded lo ihe tavern, where they related
their adventure, much to the amusement
of their fellow raftsmen.
IC7"A man who does not claim t be a
judge of swine, says s
'Last spring I bought a little pig out of
a drove, and he was good for eating, but
wouldn't grow much. He not so after a
week or two, that he would eat a large
bucket full at a lime, and then like Oliver
Twist call for more. Well one morning
I carried oul a large huckel full of dough,
and uf.cr he had swallowed it all. I pick
ed up the pig and put him in the same
bucket I had fed him from and the little
cuss didn't fill it half full I'
C7"l say' Pat, are you agleep !"
'Devil the sleep."
'Then be alter lending me a quajter."
'I am asleep, be jabors."
Enteral Jntdlipce.
AN
EDITOR 'DREAMING ON "WED
DING CAKE.
A bachelor editor out west, who had
received from the fair hand of a bride a
piece of elegant wedding cake to dream
on, thus gives the result of his experience :
'We put it under the head of our pil
low shut our eyes sw eetly as an infant,
blessed with an easy conscience. soon
siiord prodigiously. The god of dreams
gently touched us, and lo ! in fancy we
were married ! Never was a litile editor
so happy. Il was iny love,' 'dearest,'
'sweetest,' ringing in our ears every mo
ment. Oh ! that the dream had broken
off here. But no, some evjl genius put
it into the head of our ducky to have
pudding for dinner, just to nlease her lord,.
In a hungry dream we saldown to din
ner. Well the pudding moment arrived
and a huge slice almosleiiougli to obsctue
from sight the plate before gs.
'My dear,' said we, fondly, 'did you
make this ?'
'Yes, love, ain't it nice ?'
'Glorious-ihe best bread pudding I ever
tasted in my life.'
'Plum pudding, ducky,' suggested my
wife.
0, no, dearest bread pudding, I always
was fond of 'em.'
'Call that bread pudding ?' exclaimed my
wife, while her lip curled slightly with
contempt.
'Certainly, my dear reckon I've had
ojioogK l iliq Sherwood house to,. know
bread pudding my love, by all means.'
'Husband, this is really too bad; plum
pudding is twice as hard to make as bread
pudding and more expensive, and is a
great deal better. I say this is plum-pudding,
sir,' and my wife's brow flashed
wiih excitement,
'My love, my sweet, my dear love,'
exclaimed we, soothingly, 'do not get an
gry, I'm sure it is very good if il is bread
pudding.'
You mean, low wretch,' replied my
wife in a higher lone, 'you know it's plum
pudding.'
'Then, ma'am, il is so meanly put to
gether and so badly burned, (hat the de
vil himself wouldn't know it. I tell you
madam, most distinctly and emphatically
and I will not be contradicted, thai il is
bread pudding, and the meanest kind at
that.'
'It is plum pudding shrieked my wife,
as she hurled a glass of claret in my face
ihe glass itself tapping the claret from my
nose..'
'Bread pudding.!' grasped we. pluck to
the last, and grasping a toasted chicken by
the left leg
'Plum pudding !' rose above the din, as
I had a distinct perception of feeling two
plates smash across my head.
'Bread ptiddiifg !' we groaned in a rage
as the chicken left our hand, and flying
with swift wing across the table, landed
iu madam's bosom.
Plum pudding!' resounded' the war
cry from the enemy, as the gravy dish
took us where we has been depositing the
first part of our dinner, and a plate of beets
landed upon our white vest.
'Bread pudding forever!' shouted we in
defiance, dodging the soup tureen and fal
ling beneath its contents.
'Plum pudding !' yelled ihe amiable
spouse, as noticing our misfortune, she
determined to keep us down by piling
upon our head the dishes with no gentle
hand. Then in rapid succession follow
ed the war cries, 'Plum pudding !' she
shrieked wiih eveiy dish.
Bread pudding !' in smothered tones
came up from the pile in reply. Then
it was 'plum pud ling' in rapid succession,
the last cry growing feebler, till just as 1
can just distinctly recollect, il had grown
lo a whisper. 'Plum pudding f resoun
ding like thunder, followed by a tremen
dous crash, as my wife leaped upon the
pile with her delicate feet, and commen
ced jumping up and down when, lhank
Heaven, we awoke and thus saved our
lifn. We shall never dream on wedding
cake again-Thut's the moral.
"Voices of the Night." Those be
longing lo male grimalkins and such
young men as tease attic bed-rooms with
serenading about Araby's Daughter, and
oincr oriental lemuies. j
VOLUME I. NUMBER 43.
A GoorTJSign of the Timei. '
We stated in a former issue that the
people of Connecticut, the land of 'stea
dy habits.' bad adopted the American
amendment to ihe Constitution, requir
ing 'that every person shall be ablejto
read" any article of the Constitution, or
any section of the,' statutes of the State,
before being admitted as an elector.' The
meaning of this amendment evidently U
ihat any person offering lo vote can be
challenged al ihe polls for ignoranee, and
be compelled to read any article of the
Constitution, or section of any statute,
10 prove that he is not deficient in the
ability. The amendment was adopted
by the people by a triumphant majority.
We agree with a cote.nporary, that this
is a good sign of the limes, and a similar
provision should bo adopted by every
State of the Union. A man wo does
not know how to reud.'cannot obtain that
information of what is transpiring in the
political world, and of the true policy of
ihe contending parties, sufficient lo qual
ify him to "exercise wisely the elective
franchise. Such a man is apt to be ihe
mere tool of frothy demagogues. It is
often difficult enough for a conscientious
man to make up his mind which way he
ought to vote, wiih all the light afforded
by the newspapers, the history of former
times and pirties, &c; but without such
lights, il is well nigh impossible. Besides
this consideration, it would cause man
an ignorant man to educate his children
even if too wanting in energy to educate
himself did the warU of that great basis
of all education, the ability lo read, oper
ate as a bar lo the exercise of the right of
suffrage. Penn. Ttlegraph.
What are the Sound Dues. Ai these
dues may possibly give rise to a serious
dispute between the United States and
Denmark, il will be interesting lo know
what they are. The 'Sound' is a narrow
straight lying between the Island of Zet
land, belonging to ihe Danes, and the Swe
dish coast and gives entrance to the Bal
tic Sea.
The fortress of Cionburg Castle com
mands the passage, and exacts a payment
from all vessels entering the Baltic ; the
ihe ships of Denmark herself have lo pay,
a? well as foreign tonage.
England, France,' Holland and Sweden
pay a duly of one per cent, on every car
go entering the Baltic. Other countries,
including the United States, pay one and
a quarter per cent; even Danish ships
are taxed at this rate. In the year 1826,
a treaty recognizing this duty, was con
cluded between the United Stales and Den
mark. IIoW THK PlWCKSS OF COLORING GLASS
was Discovered. Al a meeting of the
Farmers' club of the American Institute,
Professor Mapes stated that a few years
ago the art of staining glass was unknown,
when a club, something like thisonly
composed of mechanics a member sla
ted that he had stained glass blue with
cobalt, and another that he could color it
red with ease, but not blue t until finally
others came forward with their facts ap
plied to other colors, and when all were
combined, the result was a mass of facts
that has produced the beautiful combina
tions of colored glass, equalling the art
when it was applied to the old cathedral
windows, centuries ago, in Europe. - ,
Faithful Forever. It is a dear de
light for the soul to have trust in the faith
of another. Il makes a pillow of softness
(or the cheek which is burning with tears ,
and touch of pain. It is an undeterred
seclusion into which the mind when wea
ry of sadness may retreat for the caress '
of constant love a warmth in the clasp,
of friendship, forever lingering on the
hand a consoling voice that dwells
with an eternal echo on the ear a dew '
of mercy falling on tho troubled hearts of
this world. Bereavements and wishes
long withheld, descend sometimes as chas
tening grief upon our natnre but there is '
no solace to the bitterness of broken faith -
... " ,. '' .- .
War and love. .
War and Love are strange compeers .
War she-U.h!ood, and Love sheds tears
War has spears, and Love has darts "
War breaks heads, and Lots breeki hrts.
