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It was as much as 'Mien I shall cleave the dark ! Let the current sweep by us. ( ) )eath. to find mv own. 'Mien, 1 shall breast the redoubt ! The night was very dark. come and try us! 'Mien I shall Glory the Lord -Toward t oclock carried the ladder What if laggards win praise, if the And go down to the grave around through the garden and placed it Cause shall go on ? with a shout ! under a window, in readiness to mount. Bruce Porter Heres to the Cause, and the years that was wondering what reception the have passed! watch dogs would give me, when the quesHeres to the Cause it will triumph at tion presented itself in reality. The dogs INEXPENSIVE CYNICISMS. last! came leaping toward me, barking loudly. I 'The end shall illumine the hearts that patted them, called them by name, and they licked my hands and wagged their have braved A Profit is not without Honour save All the years and the fears, that the .tails in token of recognition. in Poston. "Very good, I said; luck so far is Cause might.be saved. with me! A poet is not without Humour save in And though what we hoped for, and from piazza roof to piazza San Francisco. darkly have groped for, come not roof, Climbing I was quickly under the window of her in the manner we prayed that it A Lark in the Hand gathers no Moss. bedchamber. There certainly could be no should. d mistake this time. The shutters were just as Accessions will happen in the best and the confess shall it, We gladly she had described them, with the little Families. ! shall find it bless God Cause, may openings, but, to my surprise One touch of Nature makes the whole who what did all we us and disappointment, no light shown from worthy World blush. could ! within. Great heavens 'flic Course of true Love is the Route thought; she has of all Evil. begun to repent. THE PROTEST OF THEJILLITERATE. With a trembling hand I struck the Flirtation is the 'Thief of 'Time. shutter softly. There was no response. I a litThe Milk of Inman Kindness never I seen a dunce of a Poet onct, knocked louder. Can it be that she is not here? I asked tle book, did run smooth. says to me, with a smile, says he, myself. But no, the room was occupied. Tis a mean Door that hath no Key And he Here's a pome, d you want to look? Slowly, cautiously, I opened one of the Hole. did not wish to frighten her. And I threw me eye at the pome; says I, shutters. Poets are born not Maids. It is a triend, I called softly. Nothing Wots the use 'o this here rot? Its a double scstine, says he, looking disturbed the silence of the room. It was Western communications corrupt good mean, and theyre hard as the ducc, wrapped in darkness. I tapped on the winManners. dow frame. Ah! joy! I saw a white figure thats what! Of two Devils choose the Prettier. dont advance slowly toward me. Theres blood in your It is I, I said again. Please open It is always the Unexpensive that think, says I, beginnin to preach; the other shutter. O, theres not much force, says he, o happens. A click, and the shutter was opened. course, but theres plenty o figgers o If a Man kiss thee on one Cheek, turn I leaped into the room. speech to Him the Other also. So shines The white form retreated. I followed, Why write about maids, and violet shades? a good Deed in a naughty Girl. deliriously, and caught it by the arm. savs I, wots the matter with MEN? It was a woman. That fads played out, says he with a pout, With a little cry I clasped her to mv A SONG FOR THE NEW YEAR. and Beautys come in again. heart. Did ever you go out into the snow? says She trembled as I kissed her passionor feel like a fight? I, Heres to the Cause, and the blood that ately. She half returned my embrace, and Did vou read in books how the sunshine then feeds it! suddenly she tore herself from unlooks, or did you learn o the night? arms. A smothered scream escaped her. Heres to the Cause, and the soul that Your bloomin flowers they rhyme with What are you doing here? she cried. speeds it! e smell o the but the' bowers, What does this mean? Miserable coward, Coward or Hero, or Bigot or Sage, blend. Iler tremulous voice could All shall take part in the war that we Wots love and kisses and such like blisses, how dare you? hardly articulate the words. a had never FRIEND? wage; God, ye good Leave me! I never want to see or And though neath our banners range Theres more than enough that can write speak to you again! shall we contrary manners, pick, Merciful heavens! That voice I knew the stuff that the women like to read, shall we choose, twixt the false Theyll mark the line that they think is fine, it it was my wifes. My bump of locality and the true? if that is the praise you need! had again failed me. 1 had entered mv Not for us to deny them, let the cause But show me a verse thats a blame sight own suite. 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