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 POETICAL 
 
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 LOGAN STONE, 
 
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 ^'^thl 3 1882 
 
 HERALD PRIN': 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 The object of this little volume is to introduce 
 my poetry to the public. I have not selected 
 the best of my compositions, as I desire to pub- 
 lish a variety of poems of diflerent metres and 
 ^ on familiar subjects. I have others which, per- 
 haps, are more meritorious than any of these, 
 and on subjects of greater importance. But, as T 
 desire to present only a small pamphlet, I am 
 compelled to omit them. Many of tnese poems 
 were composed in a few momenls — in the leisure 
 hours mingled with the days of weary toil. 
 They were not written with the care that should 
 have att<^nded the efforts of the author; conse- 
 quently, they may lack the beauty of expression 
 and force of language usually found in genuine 
 poetry— I do not boast, yet, I say that tlie Muse 
 flies not where I cannot' follow. " But I choose 
 my own way of going. I can write whatsoever 1 
 will, and in'any manner that I wish. I compose 
 my poems in the way that suits best the pecu- 
 liar nature of my own mind, and much for the 
 pleasure thereof. Some people write merely to 
 show their skill in composition; and others, who 
 cannot write at all, peruse tbcJ^productions of the 
 most talented while they hoot at the more com- 
 mon, which probably far excels anything in that 
 line that their un^ffted minds are capable of 
 producing. Fine ideas clothed with elegant lan- 
 guage are like silver sprays wrapped in the glit- 
 tering sun-beams of the morning. But some 
 men go to extremes. They use too much magnil- 
 oquence and put their essays beyond compre- 
 hension of the masses. It requires a scholar to 
 read them. Such poetry the world has little 
 
iieed of. The language of the heart is phiin and 
 comprehensive, but the langiuigc of the mind is 
 polished. Tins little volume is scarcely suital)le 
 for an introductory to my poetical works. Yet, 
 I will tc«s it to the"^ public that it may serve as a 
 companion to the reader — a visitor to the liber- 
 al, and a bramble in the broad tield of literature 
 open to the gaze of the sporting critic. 
 
 POBTRY, 
 
 Genuine poetry, in composition, is the produc- 
 tion of wild ini 11) agination. It is the written 
 thoughts of the soul while towering in its aerial 
 flights above the mundane regions, viewing, with 
 wonder and admiration, the mighty works of 
 nature. 
 
 Natural poetry is seen in the beauties and 
 wonders of nature. There is poetry in the bril- 
 liant sunshine as it pours down its dazzling rays 
 upon the earth, warming and swelling all vege- 
 tation, and turning the waters into a sea of 
 sparkling glass. 
 
 There is poetry in the mad volcano that sends 
 forth seas of burning lava with gigantic vol- 
 umes of flaming tire, threatening all around 
 with death, while the hills and mountains 
 quake at its tiercenai/, as though they would 
 llee from its presence. 
 
 There is poetry m the wild thunderstorm that 
 sweeps over the land, rending rocks, upturning 
 trees, and bathing the mountains with flames of 
 lightning, while the earth trembles beneath 
 its terrific shock, and in the whirlwind that 
 tears up the mighty oak while turning upon his 
 heel, then laughing it to scorn, skips merrily 
 away dancing a jig. 
 
 Logan Stone. 
 
Month of March. 
 
 The month of March lias come again, 
 With all iiis rain and mud, 
 
 And frost and ice to coat the trees, 
 And nip them in thebU(i. 
 
 He conies like one on pinionslborne, 
 Midst clouds of sleet and snow — 
 
 His stormy days and chilling nights 
 Fill all I'lis paths with woe. 
 
 His howling winds about us fly, 
 
 Like bullets in the fray— - 
 His mud beneath our feet is spread, 
 
 In cv'rv field and wav. 
 
 He is the winter's farewell blow — 
 
 December's eldest son; 
 He toils with him, nor will he leave 
 
 Until his work is done. 
 
 'Tis hard for man to dwell with him, 
 And bear his heavy blows; 
 
 But how can he, successfully, 
 His mighty power uppose. 
 
 His frightful blasts are for the best, 
 Although they do us harm; 
 
 So let us grin and bear him with 
 His equinoctial storm. 
 
 Soon he will leave our pleasant clime, 
 No more cold frost to bring' — 
 
 Behind his clouds will then appear 
 The bright and welcome Spring. 
 
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 A Worthless Man. 
 
 The man who gains no earthly store. 
 
 And never even tries. 
 Must live in poverty and shame, 
 
 And want until he dies. 
 
 He'll be a servant and a slave, 
 And to the wealthy bound, 
 
 And always live from hand to mouth 
 Wherever he is found. 
 
 His life will be a heavy drag. 
 
 His home a prison cell, 
 And earth with all its charms to him 
 
 Must be a transient hell. 
 
 The Poor Man's Soliloquy. 
 
 Blest be the day when it arrives, 
 And ne'er a bit I dread it, 
 
 When I will no more have to buy 
 My meal and flour on eredit. 
 
 Yea, blessed be the welcome day, 
 And be it bright and sunny. 
 
 When I to buy my meal and flour 
 Will alwavs have the mone^^ 
 
 I fancy then, I'll ne'er be seen 
 
 Before a merchant lusty, 
 With some excuse for being "strapped," 
 
 Beseeching him to trust me. 
 
The induBtrioiis Widow. 
 
 From day to day the widow toils, 
 
 With energy and might, 
 And weary limbs and anxious soul, 
 
 From morning until night. 
 
 vShe hoes her cabbage and her beets, 
 
 Potatoes, peas and beans, 
 And takes care of the tender plants: 
 
 The radishes and greens. 
 
 She is not slow to soil her hands, 
 
 Nor does she labor dread; 
 For by the sweating of her face 
 
 Her little ones are fed. 
 
 She does not fear the scorching sun, 
 
 But cultivates the soil, 
 And fondly waits for the reward 
 
 Of all her care and toil. 
 
 And when the little crop is raised. 
 
 She stores it all away, 
 That she mav eat when winter comes, 
 
 Clothed in liis mantle gray. 
 
 God bless the faithful widow's house, 
 Grant that she may be fed — 
 
 Forbid that she shall come to want, 
 Or beg her daily bread. 
 
 Send down the rain upon her field, 
 
 Her garden neat and small; 
 And grant that she may plenty have 
 
 Throughout the seasons all. 
 
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 And when bor race of life is run, 
 
 Grant that she may have grace 
 Sufficient to gain heaven, and 
 
 Find there a resting place. 
 
 Encouraging Words to Christians. 
 
 Be not dismaved, ye drooping saints 
 ■ Who grovel in the dark, 
 But fan the fiame that in thee hums, 
 Anr! trust not in a spark. 
 
 I.ot not the tempter overcome, 
 
 Xor load thy soul astray, 
 But ever be upon tliy guard, 
 
 A !id keo)> tlio narrow way. 
 
 Thy 1 are of life uill soon be run, 
 T'hoji thrtu shall reach the goal, 
 
 The liappv region of the blessed. 
 The harbor of tlu* soul. 
 
 Tliy hopes are founded on a rock, 
 ThiiH^ anchor is secure, \ 
 
 Thy promise firmer than the earth, 
 And thy salvation sure. 
 
 When Demons hover round thy soul 
 
 And stormy clouds arise, 
 Then call to mind thy former bliss 
 
 When clear were all the skies. 
 
 The Saviour will redeem thy soul, 
 
 He is thy constant friend. 
 He will protect thee in this life 
 
 And save thee in the end. 
 
Those murky clouds are for thy good 
 
 That o'er thy vision roll, 
 For soon they Vill disperse, then light 
 . Will beam upon thy soul. 
 
 Then do not faint upon the way. 
 
 But onward ever go, 
 And thou wilt reat^i that better world 
 
 Where is no pain or woe. 
 
 Then thou wilt dwell amouir the just. 
 
 The saint and Angel band, 
 And worship God unhurt by siu. 
 
 Far in the promised land. 
 
 Eow to Use Time. 
 
 Be careful how you use your time 
 For it will not always last; 
 
 And t3 misuse it is a crime, 
 That will thy spirit blast. 
 
 Improve the hours as they fly 
 And v/atch the moments, too, 
 
 Lest they should pass unnoticed by 
 And fail to profit you. 
 
 Let not thy precious days be spent. 
 
 In vice, nor wanton glee, 
 Lest they should end ere thou repent 
 
 4nd leave no hope for thee. 
 
The Blue 
 Tiie Murpbys are a people who, 
 
 With energy and might, 
 Are working 'for the nation's good. 
 
 For liberty and ri>5ht. 
 They're striking at intemperance, 
 
 And mean it to subdue — " 
 Each wears a badge of temperance, 
 
 A httle ribbon blue. 
 
 The Murphys are a mighty host, 
 
 A patriotic band. 
 Endeavoring by honest means 
 
 To purify the land. 
 Now reader Murphy whose eyes fall 
 
 Upon these stanzas few, 
 Be zealous in the noble cause, 
 
 And faithful to the blue. 
 
 If you should see a drunken wretch 
 
 Bemudded in the mire, 
 Do not leave him there unhelped, 
 
 Beneath the curse so dire; 
 But take him gently by the hand 
 
 And raise him from the slough, 
 And give him warning and advice, 
 
 Ana point him to the blue. 
 
 And if YOU should perchance to fall 
 
 In some ungarded day, 
 Let not the blunder fatal be, 
 
 Nor farther go astray. 
 But keep the pledge and try again, 
 
 And keep tnis truth in view — 
 "God helps him who helps himself," 
 
 And buckles to the blue. 
 
i/ot not tli'j leni]>tfr uveicuiiitt,, 
 
 Nor pierce you with bis dart, 
 Nor make of you a tippler, or 
 
 A drunkard at the heart. 
 Your word and honor is at stake. 
 
 Your reputation too, 
 Which you will forfeit to your shauie 
 
 If vou desert the blue. 
 
 Let not tile Demon.. Alcohol,' 
 
 Cause you to break the pledge, 
 Nor slip into the drunkard's hell, 
 
 Nor stagger on the edge, — 
 ."Shun every soul-poluting drug 
 
 And shun tobacco, too, 
 Because it is the "devil's weed,'' 
 
 A blemish on the blue. 
 
 Be prompt in dut3- everywiiere, 
 
 A'nd always do your pari. 
 With charity for every one 
 
 Abiding in your heart. 
 Let malice never have a cl^ange 
 
 Its cruel work to do, 
 But meet your neighbor with a smile, 
 
 And crown him with the blue, 
 
 Some people <lo not like the blue, 
 
 As though it was impure — 
 Andmeaut for drunkard's just reformed, 
 
 And was their signature. 
 But that's a notion of their own, , 
 
 And very foolish too; 
 It is the badge of temperance, 
 
 The -'Murphy" sacred blue. 
 
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 Be not ashamed to wear the tvlue, 
 
 Wherever yon may call. 
 Tt. means that you are temperate,. 
 
 And hate the'ltquors all. 
 Then wear it every day you live;^ 
 
 Work days and Sunday, too — 
 And let the people know that youi 
 
 Ave faithful to thebhie. 
 
 Come everyone, both lieh and poor 
 
 And join the Murphy clan — 
 Come, sign the pled«:e without delay. 
 
 And help us all you can — 
 Our nation's honor is at stake, 
 
 Its wealth and glory too. 
 Come, now, and join' the sacred pledge 
 
 And recotrnize the blue. 
 
 We want to stop the whisky trade. 
 
 So greatly in demand,. 
 And cap' tlie demon alcohol. 
 
 And drive him from the land. 
 We want to pay our nation's debt, 
 
 And give men w'ork to do, 
 And save our felTowmen from shame. 
 
 And crowm them with the blue. 
 
 'Tis hoped the time will soon arrive 
 
 When Murphys, free from pride, 
 Will rule suprernely everywhere, 
 
 Between tne oceans wide. 
 'Tis hoj)ed that Murphys will be seen 
 
 All with their colors true, 
 Wherever waves the Union flag, 
 
 The red, the white, and blue. 
 
11 
 Tim Devil's Trap, 
 
 I saw the devil's trap one day, 
 In which he catches all his prey, 
 It was Tophet — a dreadful weight— 
 A jug of \^7lisky was his bait. 
 
 I hid myself a little while, 
 
 To see thejdevil's trapping style; 
 
 I had not very long to stay. 
 
 For soon his Victim camethat way, 
 
 It was a drunkard hither bound. 
 And soon the tempting jug he found, 
 He looked and saw no one was nigh, 
 And then he crept in very sly. 
 
 He drank until he lost his care. 
 And was too sensless to beware: 
 Then Satan pulled and Tophet leil 
 And sent his precious soul to hell. 
 
 Wlien he revived, I heard him cry. 
 Alas, alas, oh! where am I? 
 Can this be hell, that wretched place 
 Qfpain, of anguish and disgrace? 
 
 And then he wept, he prayed, he plead, 
 liut the Savior to hira said: 
 Depart from me thou cursed one! 
 For there's no hope when life is done. 
 
 And then he turned his weeping eyes. 
 And saw the flames about hini rise; 
 Which leaped like wild beasts from the lair; 
 And then he sank down in despair. 
 
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 Now tliitr riJiiv !>t> tlie caso \vitli all. 
 W»-M do into this habit fall; 
 J:>ecause it is the drunkard's hap 
 To fall into the devil's tra}). 
 
 Death. 
 
 'Tis sweet to live, but sweeter far to die, 
 And leave the scenes of woe and mortal pait 
 For life is deatli, a death that conquers slow^ 
 And fills the paths thereof witli misery — 
 lafe is sweet, but death is sweeter far 
 To those who are prepared to meet their Go 
 For in that hour the messenger will come 
 And bear away the soul unto that place 
 Where happy spirits dwell, and where the »a 
 Arrayed in white, tlieir holy Maker praise. 
 Then fear not death, for it is not a pang, 
 Nor a foe, that we should dread his stern 
 
 in'oacli 
 'Tis but the nurse that God in mercy sends 
 To lull the soul to sleep. 
 
 It is the fell disease amidst the tiesh, 
 That breeds the pain that racks the mortal p 
 But death is innocent of this, and smoothes 
 With gentle hands the cold and fainting bro 
 Fear not what God in wisdom hath prepared 
 To cut thee off from earth's vile multitudes; 
 For|it is not a curse; but a blessing— 
 A fitting for a journey of the soul— 
 'Tis like a sleep that turns the mind away 
 From earthly care, and blesses with repose. 
 Or like a trance, that steals away the soul, 
 To view immortal visions. 
 
The Muse Calliope. 
 
 A woman swinging in the sun 
 
 Midst worlds of mrid light, 
 Doth sweetly sing of Eden's grand, 
 
 Beyond the shades of night. 
 
 She is the fairest of the fair, 
 
 All lovely and divine; 
 Her countenance expresses love, 
 
 And does with glory shine. 
 
 Her garb is of the deepest blue, 
 
 Her waist is snowy white, 
 With silver tresses all around, 
 
 "Which sparkle in the light. 
 
 Her golden hair, in flowing waveg, 
 
 Widely itself unfurls, 
 And lowly hangs about her waist 
 
 In many silken curls. 
 
 Resplendent chain of sparkling gold 
 Swung down from heaven's throne 
 
 Support her car, bedecked with flowers 
 From worlds by man unknown. 
 
 Bright angels often visit her 
 
 From their abode on high. 
 And join with her in holv song, 
 
 And with her swiftlv nv. 
 
 Then loudly rings her charming voice 
 
 By wisdom well control ed 
 In tender tones to suit the bass 
 
 Of matchless harps of gold. 
 
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 Thufe to and fro with bte^^dr guit, 
 She doeH her course pursue, 
 
 And side by side with augels sails 
 Far in the etiier blue. 
 
 Apollo oft' with fond deUght, 
 Doth by her pathway stand, 
 
 As she passes swiftly by, 
 To grasp her by the hand. 
 
 Then he hounds into the car. 
 Which does with splendor shine, 
 
 And swiftly flies withher through space, 
 All lovelv and divine. 
 
 There's none so dear to him as her, 
 
 So lovely and serene, 
 She is his darling favorite, 
 
 His goddess and his queen. 
 
 Ladders of silver do extend 
 
 From earth to her abode, 
 Which furnishes the sons of men 
 
 A straight and narrow road. 
 
 On this the poets do ascend. 
 With sparks of nature's tire, 
 
 And take from her, her golden strains, 
 And tune them to the Ivre. 
 
 The singing of the Muse is heard 
 By men and angels round, 
 
 The heavens and the earth are filled 
 With the delightful sound. 
 
cjiii^ uii, 0. lovely Muse-, slug on, 
 Till fleeting time does end — 
 
 Inspire each meek, inquiring soul 
 Tliiit <'loes to thee asc^end. 
 
 Glad would 1 take Ajjollo's plaee, 
 If it could but be mine, 
 
 And ever with thee be, who art 
 80 lovely and divine. 
 
 Thou beckonest nie now to come 
 .\nd with thee take a part, 
 
 And learn thy sacred songs of love, 
 And bind them to mv heart. 
 
 Thy channing^voice doth softly fall 
 
 Un ray attentive ear. 
 And welcomes me to quickly come^ 
 
 And at thy car appear. 
 
 I will come, and gladly come, 
 
 And with thee tarry iong^ 
 I'^^ntil the spirit of my soul 
 
 Is laden with thy song. 
 
 I'll sit me down with thee, 0, Muse, 
 
 _And in thy bosom rest, 
 'Neath thy resistless charms, and lean 
 
 My head upon thy breast. 
 
 And there enwrapped in perfect bliss 
 
 I will thv features scan, 
 And take from thee thy golden strains, 
 
 And hand them down to man. 
 
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 The Mysterious World. 
 
 Far out in space there is a world 
 
 Unbound by any tie, 
 That does, with mighty angel speed, 
 
 Forever ceaseless i\y' 
 
 That world revolves around a light, 
 
 The light is called a sun. 
 Five hundred million miles a year, 
 
 Tt does around it run. 
 
 Above the orbit of this world, 
 
 There is a region grand, 
 And Heaven is the name of it. 
 
 Where saints and angels stand. 
 
 Below there is another place — 
 
 A region foul and fell — 
 Where wicked men and demons rove: 
 
 The name of it is Hell. 
 
 Now on this great revolving world. 
 
 A host of people live; 
 These people are immortal souls, 
 
 Wnich none can take or give. 
 
 Each soul within a body dwells; 
 
 Those bodies are of clay — 
 They are but temporary things, 
 
 And shortly must decay. 
 
 The gravitation of this world. 
 Draws all those bodies near, 
 
 So that they cannot fly nor go 
 To any other sphere' 
 
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 But tlie law of {^liivitaiion has 
 
 No power o'er the soul, 
 So when the body droops und dies 
 
 'Twill leave its nutive goal. 
 
 There is a Great Almighty One. 
 
 Who did those souls create; 
 To Him they all must fly at last 
 
 To meet their final fate. 
 
 This Great One omnipresent is, 
 And everywhere does dwell; 
 
 Around the ^\■orld on every sphere, 
 In Heaven and in Hell. 
 
 N<nv ev'ry soul is sh-onLdy hound, 
 
 As w i t IJ a III I.) I >er b a n d ; 
 To sp i li t s 1 i k e un t o i I se 1 f, 
 
 lieyond eol<i Jordan's strand. 
 
 And when the mortal body dies, 
 And leaves it all alone, ' 
 
 'Twill quickly fly away to dwell 
 Forever with its own. 
 
 The righteous then will plume theii 
 wings; 
 
 And soar to Heaven to dwell; 
 But those who are defiled with sin, 
 
 Must.helpless droj) to Hell. 
 
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 The Oiiended Lover's Valedictory. 
 
 Farewell to thee, offemlinjjj maid, 
 I'm going now to leave thee 
 
 I hope, my once dear darling girl, 
 Our parting will not grieve thee. 
 
 Our happy days are past and gone, 
 
 And now the tie must sever 
 That long has. bound my heart to thine 
 
 To be undone fore\'er. 
 
 AVe v.ill no moi-e together be 
 In woodland, dale or mountain, 
 
 To drink as wr- have often draak. 
 L-'rom love's relVeyhing rountain. 
 
 The sacred flame w ilMn my sotd 
 Has ceased for fhee its burning, 
 
 And I am now with eager to 
 Another (diacmcr turning. 
 
 Thou once was mv most truest friend, 
 My dearest earthly treasure, 
 
 A\ hom i was i)rone to oft embrace 
 With found (hdight and pleasure. 
 
 JSnt now my love for thee is gone, 
 My once warm heart is frozen. 
 
 And I, to make my life more sweet. 
 Another maid have chosen. 
 
 I have no boon to leave with thee 
 
 Of future love a token, 
 Xor promises too fondly made, 
 
 That ma'v in time be broken. 
 
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 If thou desir'st, my once dear girl, 
 
 I will forget thee, never; 
 Bnt now we part in this wide world 
 
 To meet no more forever. 
 
 The Wood Chopper. 
 
 A dollar and two bits a day 
 
 Is all the woodman .urants to pay 
 
 His servant in the month of May, 
 
 For cuttino; Avood, 
 While ho beneath the shade does lay, 
 
 To rest him iio<:>d. 
 
 Ho toils with honest will and might, 
 
 From dewy morning- until night, 
 
 And makes the chips fly loft and right, 
 
 Nor slops to rest. 
 Until tlio sun is out vi^ sight, 
 
 Low in the west. 
 
 It may seem hard and mixed with woo, 
 To have to sweat and labor so, 
 To those who ne'er It undergo, 
 
 But live in ease, 
 Aiul ridt' ub«»ut with goj-goons sh(^w, 
 
 VVheno'r they please. 
 
 Hut to tlie servant 'tis a pleasure 
 When ho can money there]>y treasure, 
 For well he knows that at his leisure, 
 
 He can it spend 
 For moat and <lrink to till his moasnre, 
 
 Till life shall end. 
 
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 Tie counts his ]>iivile^'o a bles^intr 
 
 To work to earn hia food and dressinj^, 
 
 And evermore is Ibimd caressing 
 
 Himself and wife, 
 And always hopeful, thus progressing 
 
 In humble life. 
 
 He is at present rather poor, 
 But is laboring wealth to secure, 
 And iie will gain his object sure, 
 
 If thus he tries 
 A fcAV years and <ioes all endure, 
 
 To win the prize. 
 
 ^sow thus he toils from day to day, 
 Though rather st'.inty is his pay, 
 That lie may something by him lay, 
 
 As good as gold, 
 To keep ftdl poverty away. 
 
 When he is old. 
 
 The Final Equalization of Man. 
 
 There is a day, a dreadful day, 
 
 Us dawning is at hand. 
 Wiien all the people of this world, 
 
 Will on a level stand. 
 
 The rich and poor will be alike, 
 
 The high and low be one. 
 And wealth and fame will be no more, 
 
 Beneath the glowing snn. 
 
 But now, it is not thus with man, 
 
 For all are running free. 
 The mighty ones oppress the weak, 
 
 Who ever from them tiee. 
 
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 The rich look down upon the poor, 
 
 As though it was a shame, 
 For them to mingle with a class 
 
 So destitute of fame. 
 
 But when that day shall have arrived, 
 They must bid fame farewell; 
 
 A ndranVtheinselves with common folks 
 And ever with them dwell. 
 
 The gaudy dress in which they strut, 
 
 Amidst the gazing crowd, 
 They mustlay'by, and in its stead, 
 
 Then where will be their splendid domes, 
 
 And flying carriage wheels? 
 And noble steeds of swiftest pace, 
 
 And thousand acre Helds. 
 
 Their scornful days will then be o'er, 
 
 And ev'ry noble head, 
 Shall lowdy bow, and rest itself 
 
 Among the silent dead. 
 
 The land shall then divided be, 
 
 Bv rules unerring wise; 
 Antl ev'ryone shall haye a lot 
 
 Accordmg to his size. 
 
 Then ev'ry one can go their lengthj 
 
 For going will be free — 
 The longest one will get the most, 
 
 But not the richest be. 
 
Men aieol divers statutes ruade, 
 • And some are very small; 
 {Such men as these ui II not possess 
 Like old Goliath tall. 
 
 >'o one can then o'er others boast, 
 For all will have the same — 
 
 None will be rich, none will be pour, 
 ]Sone have, nor covet fame. 
 
 Those little patches, two by size, 
 
 Will give each one a share; 
 And all will then contented be, 
 '^__ Nor wish for better fare, 
 
 The greedv man shall rest in peace- 
 He shalf be let alone; 
 
 No one will rob him of his deed, 
 Nor move his corner stone. 
 
 Now tliis shall be the certain fate 
 
 Of those upon the earth; 
 The rich and poor, the high and low, 
 
 Shall taste alike its dearth. 
 
 The wealthy shall give up their wealth, 
 
 Although they did it earn; 
 For poorand nako<l. came they here, 
 
 And thus they shall return. 
 
 The riclj grades and ranks of all the 
 earth 
 
 Must all give up their breath: 
 And loose their wealth and proverty, 
 
 And equalize in death. 
 
Man's Greatest Pleasure. 
 It is a pleasure to a man, 
 
 To have a charming maid 
 Perched upon hi« antic knee, 
 
 Beneath a pleasant sliade. 
 
 It is a pleasure to a man, 
 O'er bills and dales to ride, 
 
 All in as))lendid carrrage with 
 His darling by his side. 
 
 It is a pleasure'to a man 
 When in her showy dress, 
 
 To ask his dearie him to wed, 
 And hear her answer, yes. 
 
 It is'a'pleasure to a'man" 
 To stand upon the floor, 
 
 And there be joined unto his'love, 
 To separate no.more. 
 
 It'is'a pleasure to a man 
 To know the work is done, 
 
 He and his darling melted bolh, 
 And molded inte one. 
 
 It is a pleasure to a'man— 
 
 It is his soulsdolii^ht, 
 To fondle o'er his winsome pet, 
 
 From,morning until night. 
 
 It is a pleasure to a man 
 
 To know he has a friend 
 To help him through thi8*worId of woe, 
 
 'Till wearv life bhall end. 
 
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 Woman. 
 
 This world would be a lonely phice 
 
 To man, with all its splendor, 
 If he was left alone therein 
 
 Without the sex more tender. 
 The fairest region 'neath the 8un 
 
 He would feel rather slim in, 
 If he was bound therein to dwell, 
 
 And never blend with women. 
 
 The sun and stars that brightly shine, 
 
 And 8})read their liirht around him 
 IVVouldonly tend, with constant blight, 
 ! To trouble and eonfound liim, 
 Their j^lory and their brilliant rayfi 
 
 The heaVeuB woul<l look dim in', 
 Jf he was doomed beneath their light 
 To walk unblest with women. 
 
 !The eharnis of nature would not be 
 
 { 80 lov'ly nor ho rdieering; 
 
 jNor would her noble song.sters then 
 
 Receive from him a hearing, 
 iVlone, each, then, would dwindle, like 
 1 A tree without a limb in 
 ^nd mourn his sad existence here 
 Uncomixjrted bv women. 
 
 There is no sweeter bliss for him; 
 No greater earthly })leasure 
 
 I'han to among the women be, 
 
 ■! Andcouri them at his leisure. 
 
 /His cup of joy is often filled 
 
 I rntil it takes the brim in, 
 
 I When he life's hours is passing with 
 
 / The facinating women. 
 
\Vhcn Adam was in Eden placed^ 
 
 Among the many flowert<, 
 He was not happy then aloao, 
 
 Amid the golden bovvers; 
 80 there was made for him a mato 
 
 In Kden to look trim in; 
 It \\ as a nmndane angel fair, 
 
 A type of modein women. 
 
 Wiien A«lam looked upon liis love, 
 
 lie knew .she v.as intended^ 
 For hinj a help mate and a bride, 
 
 Till his career was ended. 
 He gladly took her by the hand, 
 
 <The b*ok of love took him in), 
 And walked through Edeu's bi>jad ex- 
 panse 
 
 Unhurt by jealous women. 
 
 His happiness was then complete, 
 
 Forever at his leisure, -^ 
 
 He courted her, his bonny Eve," 
 
 AVith foJKl delight and pleasure; 
 He did not covet grea,ter bliss, 
 
 Nor ever was a whim in, 
 For well he knew that henceforth he 
 
 iShouid dwell among the women. 
 
 His sons that lived in after days. 
 
 With women were delighted; 
 And fondly courted those by whom 
 
 lolove they were excited, 
 And in the world those noble sons 
 
 Alone, felt rather slim in. 
 And sought, each one, a winsome bride, 
 
 Among the lovelv women. 
 
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 TIr^ smartest wien that ever livc'l, 
 
 And wen of highest standini^, 
 Have, ever since those days, been toun( 
 
 Sweet women's love commanding, , 
 They conld not dwell in earth alone, 
 
 Xor in it sing a hymn in 
 With perfect peace and happiness, 
 
 Excluded from the women. 
 
 King Solomon, the wisest man 
 
 Tluit e'er we clianced to read of, 
 Seemed to think that the women were 
 
 The things he stood in need of. 
 He wedded seven hundred wives, 
 
 Who lovingly took him in; 
 Besides, three hundred concubines — 
 
 He must have loved the women. 
 
 Wh.at would the anxious lover.s do, 
 
 Who stroll among the masses. 
 If they were doomed on earth to dwell 
 
 Away from bonny lasses? 
 Where w^ould they go when dressed 
 suits. 
 
 Which they look neat and trim in, 
 If thev we)'e made to stay at home, 
 
 And leave alone the women'.' 
 
 Men's many earthly blessings. 
 And worthy of what tliey receive, 
 
 Their countless love caressings— 
 What would men do — poor mortals— for 
 
 A sea of love to swim in 
 With fond delight and pleasure, if 
 
 It was not for the women. 
 
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 Questions in Ehyme. 
 
 BY AN INQUISITIVE MIND, TO LOGAN STONE, 
 
 If all the water on the globe 
 
 Was corked up in a bottle — ■ 
 If all the earth was made a robe, 
 
 And buttoned round the throttle, 
 What a being would ho be — 
 
 At once'could drink it all? 
 What a monster would we see 
 
 If off the robe should fall? 
 
 Where would the monster stand 
 
 While taking such a drink? _ 
 How could he use his hand 1,, 
 
 To uncork it, do you think? Z 
 Where would the body lay, 
 
 When wound up in the robe? 
 And what_ would youthen say 
 
 Had become of this big globe? 
 
 In about a week the poet replied that: 
 
 If such a being e'er could be 
 As you've suggested here to me — 
 One that could drink the water all 
 Upon this great revolving ball — 
 He would like some great planet be, 
 Which unassi8ted;sight can't see. 
 
 If this great revolving globe 
 Were transformed into a robe 
 And botton'd round the mighty throttle 
 Of him who could drink dry the bottle, 
 And from his shoulders fall nnfurled, 
 AVe would behold a living world. 
 
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 A being thus so jjreat and ?ran<l 
 Would need noplace on which tostan 
 For he could ever keep his place 
 With mi<rhty worlds that Hy through S] 
 Or, if he should desire a seat, 
 (,)r place whereon to rest his feet. 
 He could som» passing world comniii 
 And on it in his glory titaitd. 
 
 Then, like a forest rlothcfl in slert. 
 That does man's si^ht with glory meel 
 His <rolden hair outstripfjed by none, 
 AVould glitter in the shining sim, 
 There he would stand hke fSol at noon 
 And rest his elbow on the moon. 
 
 And then his hand with lightning spe 
 That would no gravitation heed, 
 Would shake the robe around his throttl 
 And tightly «rasp the mighty bottle. 
 His other hana he then would take, 
 And give the mighty mass a shake. 
 
 And with his nails, so great and stou 
 He'd clinch and pull the stopper out- 
 Now, should this giant monster die, 
 Where could his lifeless body lie? 
 J '11 tell you where we eouki lay him 
 Who drank the ocean to the bi'im. 
 
 A thousand moving worlds M'e'd take 
 And one Avorld of the whole we'd mak 
 PoM'n in it dig a grave with care, 
 And lay his ponderous body there; 
 Or w eave a web of mighty chains 
 Thut \vould not break 'neath his rem 
 
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 And take it to the \v01lJ3 unsent 
 And stretch it o'er them like a tent; 
 ^nd on it in a vault, we'd place 
 lis form, and cover him witli space. 
 We then would see our mined globe, 
 Transformed into a mighty robe, 
 With r>drt rolled up and part unfurled, 
 Uecee^ing^to some otlier world. 
 
 A High-Tempered Wife. 
 
 The worst thing that a man e'er had 
 In this wide world of trouble. 
 
 Is a high-tempered woman who 
 Is always in a bubble. 
 
 I know where dwells just such a dame, 
 
 She is a hell-cat snatcher, 
 'Tisonly now and then we find 
 
 A Mrs. that can match her. 
 
 Wlien ev' ry thine: jjoes well with her. 
 She is a charming winner, 
 
 lint when she g:ets a little mad 
 The very Devil's in her. 
 
 Her husband dreads her fiery wrath 
 Which moves h*^r oft to fight him, 
 
 And when the fits come on she does 
 Do all she can to spite him. 
 
 When there's a chore for each to do, 
 
 He saya he will do either. 
 But she, in her malicious way, 
 
 Declares she will do neither. 
 
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 Her husband's mute on washing day, 
 For then her touiige does clatt(*r, 
 
 Ajid if he says too much to lier, 
 She'll smash his nof'trin Hatter. 
 
 She ever tries with anxious soul 
 His business to bo knowing; 
 
 Poor man, he can not rest, because 
 Her tongue is always going. 
 
 He seldom ma^es a trade without 
 
 A fracas or d i s sen t i o n , 
 And thus it is in many tilings, 
 
 Too numerous to uienliun. 
 
 And when he goes away from home 
 To meetings that are holding. 
 
 And comes back rather late at night. 
 He u<3ts an awful scolding. 
 
 She tries to run the whole machine. 
 The kitchen, farm and garden, 
 
 And does her husband oft' olfend, 
 But never pleads for r>ardon. 
 
 The bossing all is done l)y her, 
 She tries to wear the breeches; 
 I think she'd better leave lliem oil' 
 For fear she bursts the stitches. 
 
 For fear the tender sex should be oflended at 
 mv poem on The High-Tempered Wife, I will 
 insert a poem on The Good-Natured Wife, by 
 res ersino' the former. I am aware that neither 
 
poem is suitable to more than one in a thous- 
 and, hut perhaps the two averaged together will 
 suit tlie majority of the dehided. — There is hut 
 one thing in the w orld worse than a high-temper- 
 ed wife, and that is a high-tempei-eti luishand. 
 He is worse on aeeonnt of his greater strength, 
 and extremely loud voice — L. S. 
 
 The best thing that a man e'er liad, 
 In this wide world of trouble. 
 
 Is a good-natured woman, who 
 Is never in a bubble. 
 
 1 kno w where dwells just sueh a dam, 
 
 She is no hell-eat snatcher, 
 'Tis only now and the n we tind 
 
 A Mrs. tliatcan match her. 
 
 Ev'ry thing goes well with her, 
 She is a charming winner, 
 
 She never gives away to wrath. 
 And vemreance is not in her. 
 
 Her husband dwells in peace with her, 
 She never dares to fight him; 
 
 She's ever careful not to do 
 A thing to grieve or spite turn. 
 
 When there's a chore for each to do, 
 She grumbles then at neither, 
 
 But with a smile upon her face 
 Is willintr to do either. 
 
ih.v liiisl^iind'jsgay on wnslting <lay, 
 
 An<l lovingly does i)at her, 
 }3eo:niKe she does not threalen then 
 
 To Mnash liis noggin flatter. 
 
 She does not try— good-natnred soul— 
 
 Hi8 business to be knowing; 
 Nor does she make him hear witli grief 
 
 Wer tongue forever going. 
 
 lie trades when e'er he will without 
 
 A fraeasor dissention, 
 And thus it is in many things, 
 
 Too numerous to mention. 
 
 nd -when he goes away from liome 
 To nioetings that are holding, 
 nd oon»es ])aek ratlier late at night. 
 He never sets a seoldinir. 
 
 She rwns lier part, but not the whole, 
 Tlie kit<'hen, farm and garden, 
 
 And when her husband she otlends, 
 She pleads with him lor pardon. 
 
 She does notehoose to be the boss, 
 Nor bravely wear the b'^eeehes, 
 
 She deems it best to leave them off 
 Lest she should burst the stitches. 
 
 The Convicted Sinner's Address to His Soul. 
 
 sin, thou vile deceiver of mv soul 
 
 lat leadest me astray with (^ire control. 
 
 hou infernal black devouring flame 
 
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 That brands the soul of man with endless shame 
 Thou art the guide, the broad and rugged road 
 Thatleadelli down to demons'* dark abode 
 Thou art a subtile foe, and hard to scan 
 Thou art the wreck and misery of man, 
 Let darkness robe that doleful day and hour 
 When first I yielded to thy conquering power, 
 When first I slept beneath'thy clinking chain, 
 And drank with fond aeligfit thy killing bane, 
 Turn thou my soul. O thou immortal mind. 
 From sin's broad road to which thou art confined, 
 Listen to the voice of wisdom now. 
 Scorn not the messenger with angry brow, 
 Be thou admonished ere it is too Tate, 
 Take warning now, and shun thy coming fate, 
 Let sense and judgment stop thy coming woe, 
 Tear now away from this infernal foe, 
 Stop now and think, O thou immortal soul, 
 Let sin no more thv strength and will control, 
 Yea stop, or soon tliou wilt be doomed to dwell 
 AV'ith demons in the burning pits of hell. 
 
 Maxims. 
 
 He that would be admired by the prudent 
 should clothe himself in wisdom, and walk grace- 
 fully in the paths of virtue. 
 
 A man witli the big head is looked up to br 
 those of little heads, but men of sense consid- 
 er his ability. 
 
 The man that owes more than he possesses is 
 not worth a cent. 
 
 Truth is a stranger to the infidel, and the path 
 of righteousness is too narrow for his feet. 
 
 Those who fail to do their duty because others 
 fail are pretty sure of hell. 
 
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 A man who is too indolent to work shou 
 change or never marry. 
 
 The man that gets a high-tempered wife ge 
 one that will stay with him in timeoftroub 
 
 A good wife is a man's greatest earthly bles 
 ing. 
 
 A man that speaks by note is like a lo 
 sailor that guides himselt by the stars. 
 
 It is not the rod that conquers the child, b 
 tlie master. 
 
 The rich are not always the wisest, nor tl 
 aristocratic the most pure in heart. 
 
 Man is what he rnakes himself. 
 
 Never say, "I can't" except in imposibilitie 
 and th6n let the truth come. 
 
 The dancinw hall is the devil's parlor, and tl 
 house of mirth the fool's dining-room. 
 
 The man that mistreats his wife is lower thi 
 a brute. 
 
 The devil is an evil spirit, and like the ai 
 is everywhere on the earth at once, and inti 
 eijces men to do evil. Who can look arour 
 him and sav there is no devil. 
 
 The.slanderer is a terror to his neiglibor, a di 
 grace to humanity and a faithful servant of tl 
 devil. 
 
 The drunkard's wife is acquainted with gri« 
 she is a subject of pity and in a fair way for a 
 early grave. 
 
 Tliere are three characters which cannot s( 
 the wisdom of God in his handy Mork— tl 
 idiot, the lunatic and the intidel. 
 
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 Temperance: 
 
 An extract from a temperance lecture by the 
 author: 
 
 We cannot tolerate intemperance. To illus- 
 trate: Say forty families go to a new country.and 
 form a colony. They are all good, civil, moral 
 people and live peaceably togetner. They have 
 no saloon. No hquor. No drunkards. Finally, 
 1 man comes to the colony and sets up a saloon, 
 mdin two years many of the men become 
 Irunkards. Young men are degraded. Husbands 
 and fathers become brutal; families are made 
 iiiserable, and the whole colony is disgraced, 
 rhis is the effect of liquor. A law that would 
 prevent this would be just, but some say that 
 nich a law would deprive the liquor dealer of his 
 iberty. In reply to this I would say, that the 
 [aw would deprive him of the privilege of doing 
 much harm, fiis is the wrong kind of liberty. 
 [t enslaves others. We should not tolerate it. 
 The law that deprives him of his liberty frees 
 ill the people in the colony. It saves them from 
 intemperance, disgrace and ruin. If one man 
 with his famil}', should bo protected in a busi- 
 ness that disgraces societv and degrades hu- 
 nanitv, how much more should forty men with 
 Jieir families, who desire todo right, 'be protect- 
 hI in the practice of their principles. 8hall \ve 
 icence crime and not protect decency? Shall we 
 ove the dis'troyer a sword to slay the innocent 
 vith and deny the victim a shield? Shall we 
 iive all into the liquor dealer's hand, or shall 
 ve respect others also? 
 
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 Is The Soul Mortal. 
 
 Infidels say that the soul of man is morts 
 That it dies with the body. This is all suppo! 
 tion. There is no way ofknowin^ that the so 
 is mortal. If infidels would convince the wor 
 that the soul is mortal, they should first anah 
 it. They should first find out what the soul is 
 What is the soul, or spirit, and what is it cor 
 posed of? Or is it a component at all? Who ev 
 saw a soul or a spirit, and if anyone ever d 
 see one, what did it look like, and what color Wi 
 it?^ 
 
 "There is a spirit in man." That is, an invi; 
 able and intelligent individaalitv. A somethii 
 that is not flesh. A som.ethino: that sees, speak 
 hears and understands. Without this the bod 
 is dead. Its organs are useless. 
 
 If the infidel does not know what the soul i 
 If he cannot analize or comprehend it, he doc 
 not known that it is mortal; scientists say th; 
 matter is indistructable. Tlien if matter is in 
 mortal why is not the soul? Science cannot testil 
 as to what the soul is — 1 repeat. There is n 
 way of knowing that the soul is mortal, an 
 when the infidel asserts that the soul is morta 
 that it dies with the body, he asserts a thin 
 which he does not know to be true, since infidel 
 want positive evidence on everything the 
 should be sure of their premises. 
 
 The Fishermen of Middletown. 
 
 The fishermen of Middletown, 
 Had many weeks been trving 
 
 To catch themselves a lot oi fish, 
 That they miorht have a frving. 
 
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 Dav after day those fishermen, 
 
 Who waited not to quibble 
 With patience sat upon the bank 
 
 Of Salt Creek for a nibble. 
 
 Dav after day they did return, 
 With naught but "little fishes" — 
 
 That would not ])ay them for their time, 
 Nor satisfy their wishes. 
 
 At last John Tsonhart went down 
 To catch himself a "minner," 
 
 Or if he could a fish that would 
 Make him a meal for dinner. 
 
 He cast his line into the deep, 
 And while he there was waiting, 
 
 Long came a fish of mammoth size 
 And took his hook and baiting.' 
 
 Then Johnny pulled upon his line 
 Which set his fish to flouncing, 
 
 And drew it out upon the shore. 
 Where it lay faint and bouncing. 
 
 \t this he seemed surprised as though 
 He thought his funny notion, 
 
 Had led him there to catch a whale — 
 A young one from the ocean. 
 
 Thus Johnny got his wanted fish, 
 Which made him dinner plenty, 
 
 For when it was compared with pounds 
 It equaled nine and twenty. 
 
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 If he could always thus succeed, 
 For which I'm* sure he's wishing, 
 
 He should abandon work at once, 
 And spend his days in fishing. 
 
 Pay As You Go. 
 
 Pay as you go. Let "tick" alone, 
 Then what you have will be your own, 
 And you can reap what you Have sown 
 
 And keep it all, 
 And never -Jvill beneath a loan 
 
 Be made to fall. 
 
 This is the way all men should do 
 If they would 'wisdom's way pursue. 
 And keep the latter end in view 
 
 With steadfast eye, 
 Lest they should trouble get into 
 
 Before they die. 
 
 This is a tnith, and ivide I'll spread it. 
 The day will come, and you will dread it, 
 When you must pay those that do credit 
 
 The cash in hand- 
 Remember this when you have read it 
 
 And understand. 
 
 Too many men have loosely traded, 
 And blindly into business waded 
 And trusted men, low and degraded, 
 
 Who never pay, 
 But go on "tick" 'til thus unaided 
 
 Then run away, 
 
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 The man nvIio no collector owes 
 Is not ashamed to show his nose 
 When he among the people goes, 
 
 Nor fears to meet 
 A creditor in sad repose 
 
 Along the street. 
 
 The man who does not owe a debt 
 Need not o'er earthly matters fret; 
 If he can only labor get 
 
 To earn his bread, 
 And will his heart unto it set — 
 
 He shall be fed. 
 
 Thus I do all men advise, 
 Obey me reader, and be wise. 
 And ever open keep vour eyes, 
 
 An5 watch for woe, 
 
 Pay as you go. 
 
 Praise The Lord. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, praise ye the Lord, 
 
 From every mountain side, 
 Ye saints on earth, obey his word 
 
 While bounding o'er life's tide. 
 
 He made the earth and heavens too — 
 
 All power is in iiis hand — 
 The ocean wide, and deep and blue 
 
 Shall dry at his command. 
 
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 His Kingdom stands immovable. 
 
 Eternal is his throne; 
 To him the holv angels bow, 
 
 And worship liim alone. 
 
 Come all ye Nations of the earth- 
 He is your sure reward, 
 
 O come with love, forsake all sin. 
 And ever praise the Lord. 
 
 Farewell My Bonny Bird 
 
 Farewell to thee my bonny bird 
 
 My darling and my dearie, 
 Thou ever art most dear to me 
 ' Enchanting, blithe and cheery. 
 
 Thou art my truest friend on earth 
 For thou art sad to leave me, 
 
 But do not let O, lovely one, 
 This parting moment grieve thee. 
 
 Think love, upon the future days, 
 And do not trouble borrow. 
 
 When we shall meet to part no more 
 As though it were to-morrow\ 
 
 The time will soon arrive, my love. 
 
 Forget it darling, never, 
 When we will meet in this strange world 
 
 To part no more forever. 
 
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 Let our parting grieve thee not— 
 Be hopeful, bhthe and cheery, 
 
 For soon I will return to thee, 
 My darling and my dearie. 
 
 The Parents duty. 
 
 The beet that parents can do for their children 
 is to give them good advice, teach them good 
 manners, and good moral principles, and give 
 them a good education. If they do these things 
 they will give their children that which is bet- 
 ter than riches, and which cannot be taken away 
 from them. It is possible for all parents, in a 
 land of free schools, to bestow all th^se farors 
 upon their children. Parents do your duty to- 
 ward your children, educate them, give them 
 good instruction, set them a good example and 
 they will be benefited. 
 
 The Street Car Mule. 
 
 The following lines were written on seeing a 
 
 mule drawing a street car through the street* of 
 
 St Louis: 
 
 Poor mulie draws the car along 
 Amid the thick and massive throng 
 And deems the tiring duty long 
 
 On him imposed 
 While sternly guided by a thong 
 
 'Till dav i8 closed. 
 
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 The driver close behind him rides 
 To see that swilt he onward glides 
 And has his weary back and sides 
 
 At his command, 
 To which he oft' applies raw-hides 
 
 AVith cruel hand. 
 
 He is compelled to onward skip 
 Under the lashes of the whip 
 And is not given time to nip 
 
 At straw that lay 
 Well adapted to his lip 
 
 Along the way. 
 
 Thus poor mulie is oppressed 
 With daily toil from which unblest 
 He oft' retires to take a rest 
 
 With weary pace 
 While quick another mule is "pressed' 
 
 To fill his place. 
 
 The Vanity of Riches. 
 
 Why should a man work day and night, 
 
 Regardless of his health; 
 And break his constitution down, 
 
 To gather to him wealth. 
 
 For life is short, and death is sure, 
 And earthly hopes are vain, 
 
 And in this world of fancy toys 
 We cannot long remain. 
 
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 If one could get by honest gain. 
 The wealth" of all the world, 
 
 'Twould only be a hod of trash 
 From other shoulders hurled. 
 
 This life is as a transient dream- 
 It soon must pass away; 
 
 And Ave must lay our bodies down 
 To molder in the clay. 
 
 Then what is wealth with all it's fame- 
 Are any truly blessed 
 
 Who it possess, and nothing more? 
 Or have they perfect rest? 
 
 Hell. 
 
 Hell is a place bej'ond the grave 
 Where Demons do their imps enslave, 
 Where victims rove in endless night, 
 Without a single ray of light. 
 It is a region foul and fell 
 Where wicked souls and demons dwell, 
 A place where pleasure is unknown, 
 Far, far away from Heaven's throne. 
 A place where horror never ends, 
 Where foes are met instead of friends; 
 A place where none but rebels dwell 
 In endless torment — this is hell. 
 Hell is the execution of justice upon the wicked 
 It is punishment for sin in God's most wise and 
 
 righteous way. 
 What kind of a place hell is, no mortal knows 
 iSacred Avrit does not seem to specify what man 
 ner of punishment or place it is, but represent! 
 it under various figures, such as, a lake of fire 
 
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 biiter darkness, eternal damnation, &e; that we 
 may get an idea of the misery of that terrible 
 prison. Some people deny the existence of a 
 Hell. They say that all will be saved regardless 
 of character. 
 
 But they err. This is a thing that cannot be; 
 for righteousness has no fellowship with un- 
 righteousness. Heaven cannot be pointed — The 
 eoul, must be holy or it cannot inherit the 
 spiritual Kingdom of God. If the rebellious 
 angels were cast out of heaven for their offences 
 it is not likely that the wicked will be premitted 
 to enter therein without complying with the 
 terms of the gospel. Since Adam was driven from 
 the Eden, on earth, for sin. It is not probable 
 that his descendants will be allowed to inherit 
 that upper and better Eden without repenting 
 of sin— To deny the existance of a hell is to 
 charge God with injustice. It is putting too low 
 an estimate on Hisholy character. 
 
 The Batchelor on Matrimony. 
 
 It would be good to marry, 
 
 If folks by doing so 
 Could better their condition 
 
 In this wide world of woe. 
 
 This world would be a heaven, 
 As well as that above, 
 
 If people could be wedded 
 In harmony and love. 
 
 It would indeed be pleasant 
 To live a married life, 
 
 If 'twas not for the husband. 
 Disputing with the wife. 
 
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 But this infernal trouble 
 
 Seldom fails to be; 
 It seems to be their nature 
 
 To always disagree. 
 
 If man and wife could only 
 
 On ev'ry thing agree, 
 And do away with quar'ling, 
 
 They would both happy be. 
 
 I would not mind to marry 
 
 If I could only find 
 A woman that would suit me 
 
 And never make me mind. 
 
 Perhaps, I would do better 
 Than some that make a start, 
 
 And get myself a helpmate 
 That has a noble heart. 
 
 But I'm afraid to venture, 
 Because I might get fooled, 
 
 And be compelled in sorrow, 
 To be by woman ruled. 
 
 And then my life a burden 
 Would be, and well I know 
 
 That I'd regret the wedding — 
 The cause of all my woe. 
 
 I've seen too many weddings 
 That did not turn out well, 
 
 And changed the lover's heaven 
 Into a constant hell. 
 
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 And when I well consider 
 
 The matter 1 decide 
 That 'tis better to bo single 
 
 Than buckeledto a bride. 
 
 And then I feel determined 
 To still avoid a match 
 
 By wedding with a woman, 
 And live alone and "batch". 
 
 A Solid Man. 
 
 A solid man is one that is what he appears to 
 be. He does not put on airs, nor try to deceive 
 the people. He is plain, sociable and honest. 
 He respects those that respect, him, is not above, 
 nor below any, but considers himself equal to 
 those of his character, whether rich or poor. 
 He does not envy the rich, nordespise the poor. 
 He admires the virtuous, and pities the degraded. 
 He endorses every good principle, and opposes 
 every bad one. He is industrious, temperate, and 
 virtuous. He is truthful. He means what he 
 says. A man can believe him. and a woman can 
 trust him. He is the same wherever you meet 
 him, to-day, to-morrow and forever. 
 
 The Husband's Dearie. 
 
 I feel a delicacy in placing before the public 
 the following lines. For there are so few people 
 who can appreciate them, especially, those who 
 have been snijiwrecked upon the deceitfuljocean of 
 matrimonial life. Judging from the number of 
 staves, mopsticks, and broken broomhandlea 
 that drift asnore from that delusive sea, I sup- 
 pose they are prepared to recieve my composi- 
 tion as the vain production of a frenzied imag- 
 ination. Nevertheless it may be read with fond 
 
deliffht by some who areyet on the safe side c 
 theoeach. 
 
 What is the dearest thing to man 
 
 In this world of commotion, 
 And cheers him most wliile sailing hard 
 
 O'er life's enruffled ocean. 
 What turns his sorrow into joy, 
 
 In seasons dark and dreary, 
 Is it not his loving wife, 
 
 His darling and his dearie? 
 
 Who is the truest friend to man, 
 
 With grace and love abounding. 
 And faithful proves, while others are 
 
 His tender feelings wounding? 
 And always in him takes d*»light, 
 
 Though all the world be jeery, 
 Is it not his lovely wife. 
 
 His darling and his dearie? 
 
 She's often seen with charming smiles 
 
 And visage full of meaning, 
 Sitting upon her husband's lap, 
 
 And on his bosom leaning; 
 And thera enwrapped in perfect bliss, 
 
 Though others mav be sneery. 
 He does embrace witii fond delight. 
 
 His darling and his dearie. 
 
 When other friends betraj^ their trust, 
 
 And wrongly use and grieve him, 
 He has one triie and faitliful friend. 
 
 That never will deceive him. 
 O, what a friend this friend must be — 
 
 A friend that ne'er srows weary — 
 She ig his truest earthly friend. 
 
 His darling and his dearie. 
 
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 I wondor not if such a man 
 
 Enjoys earthly pleasure, 
 When he can gather to his breast 
 
 And own earth's richest treasure. 
 Wealth ne'er could give him half the bliss 
 
 Nor make him half so cheery, 
 As does this fair and bonny aame; 
 
 His darling and his dearie. 
 
 She always flies to him for help, 
 
 When pressed by tribulation, 
 He is her hope, her strength, her tow'r, 
 
 Her peace and consolation. 
 Then he with kind and tender words, 
 
 And visage mild and cheery. 
 Consoles his love, his pet, his dove, 
 
 His darling and his dearie. 
 
 If I could find just such a oae 
 
 I'd ever with her tarry, 
 I'd never turn from her away. 
 
 Nor hesitate to marry. 
 I'd gladly take her by the hand, ^ 
 
 And shortly have her geery, 
 And she should be my bonny bride, 
 
 My darling and my deary. 
 
 Then in this world of weal and woe, 
 
 Wo'd spend a life of pleasure. 
 And she should ever be to me 
 
 My dearest earthly treasure. 
 I'd never be too slack in love 
 
 Nor ever be too weary 
 To dandle on my antu kne©,* 
 
 My darling and my dearie. 
 
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 Do Infideli Know It. 
 
 [An extract from a lecture by the author.] 
 Infidels saythe dead shall sleep eternally, that 
 this life is all that men shall live. Revelation 
 tells us that man was formed of the dust of the 
 ground; science backs this doctrine, and infidels 
 believe it. If one could have lived before man 
 was created and it had been lold him that in the 
 future men would be created or formed of the 
 dust, and endowed with life, beauty, and intel- 
 lijjence, he might have laughed at the thought, 
 but his unbelief would not have made man's 
 creation impossible, for to-day he lives — His 
 creation is a marvelous thing. A wonder which 
 we cannot comprehend, and a fact which infidels 
 do not deny. Do infidels know that the Being 
 who brought us up from non-existence, or from a 
 state of existence of which we have no knowl- 
 edge, and gave us a concious existence in this 
 world, is not able to, and will not raise us up 
 again, and give us a concious existence in an- 
 other worlcf. Do infidels know that such is the 
 case? If so by what means do they know it? 
 
 Machinery the Production of Intellect. 
 
 [An extract from a lecture on the queries of 
 i nfidelity, by the autlior.] 
 
 If you 'tell an atheist that a machine can exist 
 and move systematically without an intelligent 
 inventor and builder he will pronounce jou in- 
 sane. But when you tell him that the Tjniverse, 
 constituting a grand, incomprehensible perpet- 
 ual motion, so broad that the mightiest telescope 
 cannot penetrate through it, exists and moves 
 systematically without an intelligent maker and 
 ruler he says it is so and he calls this reason. To 
 
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 affirm that a machine cannot exist and move 
 S3-stematicany without an intelliorent inventor 
 and hnikler, and yet say that the Universeexists 
 and moves by cha'.ice is a glarinqr contradiction. 
 Is it possible that the infinite Universe with all 
 its beauty and perfection, is the production of 
 the spontaneous exertions of blind and unintel- 
 ligent nature, all moving on gloriously and sys- 
 tematically without a purpose, without an aim? 
 Certainly not. As a maciime says to the world 
 that it has an intelhgent inventor and bulkier, 
 so does the universe stand out with its infinite 
 jiiachinery, prochiiming to all intelligent beings 
 that tlieie is a !suj)reme artificer. That there is 
 an int(dliQ.ent inveiuor, maker and ruler. It 
 tells us tiiat theie is a God. 
 
 Pid nature form without design 
 The i-onntless worlds and suns that shine,- 
 And bid the planets run their race 
 Each in its orb, and proper place? 
 
 Was man and matter strangely wrought. 
 By nature's hand from nothing brought 
 And made to fly in wild disperse 
 Throughout tli'e boundless Universe? 
 
 The Bible. 
 
 [Extract from a lecture on the inspiration oi 
 the Bible, by the author.] 
 
 The Bible is a substantial work. Its doctrine 
 is pure. It's conclusions unerring, and itj- 
 prophecies infalible. The Bible is the greatest 
 book in the world. It has been tried. It has 
 been weighed in the balances and found not 
 wanting. It has been tested bv the strongest 
 
minds of earth, and has confonndcd tlieir wisdom. 
 The Bible gives a reasonable account of the 
 creation. It explains human nature in every 
 respect, and prescribes a remedy for every evil. 
 
 The Bible has been tested In science, reason, 
 experience and nature, and all harmonize in 
 showing; it to be an instructive, reasonable and 
 sacred work. The Bible was written when' the 
 world was envelojied in darkness, and yet, it 
 explains mysteries and solves problems* which 
 science cannot. The Bible is substtintial, it is 
 s»'lf-supporting, it "foretells future events ages 
 before they occur \vith unerring certainty, which 
 is impossible for hunuin intellect to do. The 
 Bible carries withit truth, liberty and happiness, 
 it is a civilizer. Where the Bible goos idolatry 
 ceas \s, parents cease sacrificing their children 
 to idols and men cease eating human flesh. The 
 Bible forces itself upon the world. It has by its 
 irresistible argument compelled kings to turn 
 from their evil purposes, and njitions to tremble 
 before, and worship nt the shiine of the God 
 that it represents. The Bible is gaining ground. 
 All nations Vvill soon have it. One remarkable 
 tiling about this is ih it the nations which have 
 the most Bibles are the most enlightened, and 
 the more enlightened they are the. greater the 
 demand for Bibles. When a machine is intro- 
 duced in a country it takes the lead until a bet- 
 ter machine is introduced, and then the peo^de 
 lay it aside and take the better. Thus it is with 
 books, inferior books must give place to some- 
 thing better. Many infidel books have been 
 Avritten, and read, but when the Bible is pre- 
 sented those books are laid aside as useless. 
 Not one family in a thousand have a copy of the 
 writings of the noted infidels. With all their lee- 
 
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 turiiijr nnd ^ritiiifr they have never effected a 
 successful orL^anizatioii, nor library in the world, 
 and to-day, while infidels are doing all in their 
 power to suppress theBible;Bibles are oeing man 
 Hfactured by millions. The number is increas- 
 ing steadily There are several hundred mil- 
 lions of Bibles in the world, enough, placing 
 them in row allowing seven inches to each Bible, 
 to form a girt more than once and a half around 
 the entire earth. If infidelity is a g«od thing 
 why don't it win? If infidels are right why don't 
 theV write a book that will eclipse the Bible? 
 The Bible is the best book in existence, it is a 
 tried book, it comes to the front because it is 
 the best. AJl the wise men, all the scientist, 
 
 {>hilosophers and ^reat men of the world com- 
 )ined could not write a book that would compete 
 with the Bible. Such a book cannot be pro- 
 duced by human intellect, by uninspired men. 
 It is evidently the production of an infinite mind. 
 It is "the word of God". 
 
 A Trip to Kansas- 
 
 The author, after going on foot from Iowa to 
 southern Kansas, thence to Indian Territory, 
 Missouri and Arkansas and then back to Kansas 
 visiting many towns and cities. Being very un- 
 fortunate in Kansas, returned to Illinois', his 
 native state, and wrote the following poem: 
 
 I went to southern Kansas 
 
 Not many years ago — 
 1 went there' to make money, 
 
 But business was too slow. 
 
I stopped in Wilson county, 
 And there 1 settled down 
 
 Jnat two miles from Frcdon'a, 
 This was my nearest town 
 
 I went to work for wa^es 
 But wages were to low, 
 
 And when I did earn money 
 My debtors paid me slow. 
 
 I often had to loafer 
 For want of work to do 
 
 Or work for nearly nothing, 
 And that was something new. 
 
 Down there I had an uncle 
 And cousins three or four, 
 
 Sometimes I staid ai^ong them, 
 And went from door to door. 
 
 At last I got discouraged. 
 
 I thought it was too thin 
 To be compelled to loafer 
 
 And live among my kin. 
 
 And then I went to planning, 
 And as I thought it o'er 
 
 I said I'll leave the country. 
 And visit it no more. 
 
 I will go to the station 
 
 And mount the train, some day 
 And bid farewell to Kansas 
 Because I cannot stay. 
 
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 I'll go down to St. Louis 
 And see the place, at least, 
 
 And if I do not like it, 
 I'll go on farther east. 
 
 jS^ow when I reached St. Louis, 
 I crossed the river there 
 
 Into old Illinois, 
 A country bright and fair. 
 
 This is a land of plenty— 
 
 A land of corn and swine, 
 And many have good orchards 
 . And grapes enough for -.vine. 
 
 I traveled on to Greenview, 
 Where I lived when a boy, 
 
 And there I safely landed 
 At home, in Illinois. 
 
 I've had enough of Kansas, • 
 I've nibbled at her bait; 
 
 I went at risk of chances, 
 And cruel was my fate. 
 
 A Few Lines for the Crippled- 
 
 The Miss that does this stanza read 
 
 And can it understand 
 Is welcome to, (if she'll accept,) 
 
 The donor's heart and hand. 
 
 If I could iind the maid I want 
 
 I'd ever with her tarry, 
 I'd never turn from her away, 
 
 Nor hesitate to marrv. 
 
Thou hast left me — O my darling, 
 Thou didst for life depart — 
 
 Farewell my love — bonny lady — 
 Fair charmer of mv heart. * 
 
 O lovely woman, do not gain 
 My love and true awhile remain. 
 
 And then, with all thy cliarms depart 
 And leave me with a broken heart. 
 
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 pretty woman, lovely and fair 
 "ith winsome ways and modest air, 
 I do admire thy charmino: grace, 
 Thou fairest bloom of Eden's race. 
 
 There's not a woman on the face 
 Of this wide world I would embrace 
 
 On short acquaintance, and believe 
 She never would me once deceive. 
 
 Faithfulness of Lovers. 
 
 'Tis hard to change the minds of those 
 
 Who truly are in love, 
 For none will for others hate 
 
 Their dearest darling dove. 
 
 If each were to a prison sent 
 
 Kept by an iron door, 
 For years, when out again, they'd love. 
 
 As much as e'er before. 
 
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 Their love can never be subdued, 
 
 By enemy or friend 
 For they will love in spite of fate. 
 
 And marry in the end. 
 
 Women are more pure than men 
 In motive, deed and will, 
 And if men were as men should be 
 They would be purer still. 
 
 The "Unfortunate Man. 
 I liave not got possessions wide. 
 
 Like some that do invest, 
 I luck in eartlily riches but 
 
 Ferliaps, 'tis for ^the best. 
 
 I have not got much earthly store 
 Nor place on which to rest 
 
 Nor splendid mansions like the rich, 
 Perhaps, 'tis for the best. 
 
 What little of this world is mine 
 
 I gather to my breast- 
 And know I got U honestly, 
 
 Perhaps, 'tis for the best. 
 
 For many who do wealth possess. 
 
 Have oft' the poor oppressed; 
 But I am free from all of this; 
 
 Perhaps^ 'tis for the best. 
 
 While they are riding fast and gay 
 In cloth and satin dressed; 
 
 I live an honest working man, 
 Perhaps, 'tis for the best. 
 
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 Education. 
 
 Education is a good thing when the right kind 
 of characters get"it. Education makes a wise, 
 man useful, but a fool, exceedingly hateful. 
 Our colleges make more fools than wise men. 
 They give men book learning, but no brains. 
 Theconceited college bird, for want of intellect, 
 goes about making light of those who have less 
 book learning than he. He criticises every- 
 body, and everything. He gives kis opinion 
 where it is not needed, and often attacks men 
 who have less book learning (than he) but 
 more originality, and more sense in a minute 
 than he has ina week. It is a pity that such 
 .persons ever get an education. 
 
 A man with good sense, and a fair degree of 
 natural talent, with a common school education 
 is better off than the bigoted fool, with all the 
 learning that colleges can give him. 
 
 A Word to the Haughty Rich. 
 
 Boast not ye rich of wealth nor gold 
 Which for a little while you hold. 
 For soon you must loose all you save 
 And take your place, low in the grave. 
 
 Disease may seize your mortal frame 
 And make your mental powers lame. 
 Death will ere long entrance your heart 
 Then all your glory will depart. 
 
 Soon you shall lay your wealth aside. 
 And cease to flaunt' with haughty pride. 
 Soon death will take from you your store, 
 Then you will boast and flaunt ho more. 
 
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 The Renter. 
 
 No man should be without a home 
 And have to rent another's dome, 
 And move about from plaw to place, 
 In debt for rent, with scowling face. 
 
 Forany man can buy a spot 
 Of ground, an acre, block or lot, 
 And on it build a little hut 
 Until he can more to it put. 
 
 There is no need of paying rent 
 When money can be better spent, 
 He is unwise who does it do, 
 And will some day his folly rue. 
 
 But some folks feel too great and grand 
 To live in such an humble stand 
 Until they do more^wealthy grow 
 And rent a place to make a show. 
 
 The renter plants trees not his own, 
 Because he is a rolling stone, 
 He cannot stay their fruit to eat. 
 Unless he does his rent bill meet. 
 
 He'd better buy a little lot 
 
 And on it in a cabin squat 
 
 If this he'd do. poor mullet head, 
 
 The rent he pays would buy his bread. 
 
 If he would try, this he could do, 
 And pay the money for it too— 
 A-paid-for-home, though verv small, 
 Is better than no home at all. 
 
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 Hypocrites. 
 
 There is a class of church members who go to 
 church simply to see and to be seen. They 
 notice all who enter the church, can tell what 
 they look like where they sit, and what thpy 
 wear. They go to church to take items, to make 
 fun, and to ^et the fashions. They make light of 
 ever}' one that wears plain clothes, especially if 
 they are poor. Thej^ associate with the rich and 
 arristocratic only. Ihey hate common folks. 
 They treat them\vith disrespect and contempt. 
 This is not religion. Religion is a holy principle 
 in the soul, a principle that prompts its possessor 
 to abstain from sin and do his duty, a principle 
 that moves a man to treat his fellowmen with 
 respect and to do unto others as he would have 
 them do unto him. A principle that does away 
 with all bigotry, selhshness and pride. This 
 is the pure, tlie 'genuine religion. The religion 
 that blesses and saves. Those church members 
 have not this kind of religion;such characters are 
 an injury to the church. They are standing in tlie 
 way of "^ sinners. They drive many from the 
 church, who would be Christians if they were, 
 treated right. Those church members, like so 
 many vipers, are good to each other, but poison 
 to everything else. If they get to heaven with- 
 out changing, the devil will be swindled, out of 
 his rights. ^Ihey arp spots that would blemish 
 the multitude of white robes, and make Heav- 
 »en a sellish, comtemptable and disgraceful, 
 hell. 
 
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 Maxims in Rhyme. 
 
 Good manners shown in public places 
 Are outward signs of inward graces. 
 
 Men must of Satan's wiles beware 
 Or be entangled in his snare. 
 
 A man is happy in this life 
 AVith pure religion and a wife. 
 
 He that is for a living wishing 
 Had better work than go a fishing. 
 
 Men of sense and noble breeding 
 Are seldom found in manners needing 
 While fops and fools but to beguile, 
 Put on a deal of airs and style. 
 
 Woman is the dearest of all 
 Things on this terrestrial ball. 
 And she was made to kindly use, 
 And not to scold at and abuse. 
 
 No government ought long to stand 
 That does for rich men fight 
 And dares deprive the poor man of 
 His liberty and right. 
 
 The rich in splendid domes reside 
 While poor folks shanty by their side 
 The rich care not for cold nor drouth 
 While poor folks live from hand to mouth, 
 
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 The man that does his wife abuse 
 Deserves with fiends to dwell 
 Midst everlasting torments in 
 The gloomy climes of hell. 
 
 When two unite and work ri^ht M'Cll 
 And peaceable together dwell, 
 And have good health, they'll prosper sure 
 And plenty for old age secure. 
 
 Play Parties and Games. 
 
 [Extract from a lecture on mirth and its rela- 
 tion to Christianity, by the Author.] 
 
 Plav parties are wrong. A play party is as bad 
 as a dance. One is as bad as the other. Atone 
 people trip a tune, at the other they dance a tune. 
 Which is the worst? If I went to jplay parties I 
 would go to dances. There is more sense in 
 dancing than there is in playing. There is more 
 art in it, more beauty and more music. I would 
 rather go to a dance than to a play party, for I 
 would learn more at the dance than at the play 
 party, and hear less lies told. People who go to 
 play parties do not exactly dance, but they want 
 to dance, and itis as bad to want to do a thing as 
 it is to doit. The man that trips 'weavly-wheat' 
 is as bad as the man that dances **Juber". Flay 
 parties are distructive to the Churcli and to 
 Christianity. Let us see their effect — Take, for 
 instance, the young convert that has just enlisted 
 in the cause of Christianity. He starts out witk 
 great zeal and energy, he is faithful for a little 
 while, he is prompt in duty, he runs well, but 
 soon he begins to associate with wicked compan- 
 ions, he is found among the gay and reckless - 
 
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 whose influenre is for evil continually. He in- 
 dul^'es with them in empty jestino- anil silly con- 
 versation. T[iUf> he continues croing from step 
 to step, from bad to worse, until he is fixed in 
 the ranks of the careless. Finally there is a play 
 party in Ills neitrhborliood, he receives an invi- 
 tation to it, attends the party and is well pleased 
 with the performance. AV hen this experiment is 
 tried a stron<: desire for mirth is kindled in his 
 soul and soon he is seen at another place of like 
 cliaracter. Thus he continues driftine: down 
 the stream of frivolity until he reaches tlie great 
 ocean of pleasure upon which thousar.ds are care- 
 lessly sailing. V/hen he is initiated into that 
 society he is equiped for the ballroom to which 
 he next resorts. When he comes to this he cares 
 but little or nothing for religion. He becomes 
 hardened in heart, ceases to perform his religious 
 duties, and finally turns his back upon the church 
 and bids his profession adieu. This is the effect 
 of mirth and the plav parties. They are dan- 
 gerous to religion. They are poisonous. They 
 are fatal. 
 
 The Careless Bible Reader. 
 
 Inquirer: — My Iriend are you a Bible reader? 
 
 Bible Eeader: — Yes sir. 
 
 I:— Have you read anvin the Bible this week? 
 
 B.K:— Yessir. 
 
 I:— How much did you read this week? 
 
 B. R: — About as much as I usually read in a 
 week. 
 
 I:— What portion of the scripture did you read 
 this week? 
 
 B. R: — I read in the book of Psalms. 
 
 I: — How many chapters did you read? 
 
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 B. R:-One, 
 
 I: — Which chapter did you read? 
 B. R: — The one liundred and seventeenth. 
 I: — How many verses are therein this chapter? 
 B. R:— Two. 
 
 I: — Do you remember what those verses say? 
 B. R:— Not very well. 
 
 I: — I find too many of this kind of Bible 
 readers. * L. S. 
 
 A Mystery. 
 'Tis queer to think how mortal man 
 
 Can realize a dreadful ban, 
 And drink the cup of vengeance in, 
 
 Which is the punishment for sin 
 While sleeping in the grave. 
 
 It is a wonder great and strange 
 How the soul of man can range 
 
 From earth below to Heav'n to dwell, 
 Safe from the sultry clime of Hell 
 
 While sleeping in the grave. Rev. 6. 9-11 
 
 'Tis strange how the rich man died, 
 
 And soon became dissatisfied 
 With his lot, and himself did blame, 
 
 And was tormented in a flame, 
 AVhile sleeping in the grave. 
 
 'Tis a wonder how the thief 
 Upon the cross, with stern belief, 
 
 Could on that day with Jesus rise 
 From earth's dark scenes to paradise 
 
 While sleeping in the grave. Luke. 23. 43 
 
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 1 cannot clearly understRnd 
 How the great mystery is planned, 
 
 The fact that man with active mind, 
 Can peace and joy with spirits find, 
 
 While sleeping in the grave. Rev. 6. 9-10 11 
 
 'Tis strange how the good St. Paul, 
 The chief of the Apostles all, 
 
 Thought tliat he would in Heaven be 
 If he was from the body free 
 
 While sleeping in the grave. 2 Cor. 5. 1-8 
 
 I cannot understand how the soul of man 
 sleep** in the grave — some say it does. The pass- 
 ages of scripture above referred to do not convey 
 nor support any such idea — (If the rich man 
 slept in the grave, he must have had a terrible 
 dream.) It never was said unt© a spirit, 1' Dust 
 thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return." The 
 scriptures tell us that Samuel appeared to Saul, 
 and talked with him and said, "to-morrow shalt 
 thou and thy sons be with me," 1 Sam. 28. 19. 
 Moses and E'lias appeared to Christ at the irans- 
 lignration, and talked with him, Matt. 17. 3. 
 Clirist represented the rich man and Lazarus as 
 existing in a concious state after death — John, 
 the Revelator, says, "I saw under the altar the 
 aouls of theiii that were slain for the words of 
 God." Rev. 6. 9. These were in a concious state 
 of existence after death while their brethren 
 were still on earth, see verses lOandU. What 
 do all these passages of scripture mean, if the 
 Boul sleeps in the grave— if it does not exist in » 
 concious state after death and before the resur- 
 rection. L. S. 
 
Games Are Wrong. 
 
 Cliristians should not indulge in games. All 
 kinds of games have a tendency to lead men to 
 idleness and gambling. Some pick out a game 
 here and there, such as they fancy to be harm- 
 less, and indulge in them and pronounce all other 
 games wicked — some play checkers and will not 
 play cards, some plaV croquet, but will not play 
 billiards. I cannot lee how people can make 
 some games innocent and others dangerous, 
 when all games have the same nature. If it is 
 wrong to play cards, it is wrong to play checkers, 
 and if it is wrong to roll a billiard ball, it is also 
 wrong to roll a croquet ball. I have often watch- 
 ed professed Christians play croquet, and now 
 and then one would cry out "I have whitewashed 
 you." I thought probably they were all white- 
 Wiished. 
 
 In a room is'«i lot of roughs playing cards, and 
 in an adjoining room is a group of cliurch mem- 
 bers playing checkers. The church members tind 
 fHuU with the roughs for indulging in a game 
 that leads to idleness, as though they were not 
 doing the same. In a room is a lot' of sinners 
 playing billiards and just outside is a few church 
 members playing croquet. The church mem- 
 bers preach the sinners into hell for playing bill- 
 ards, as though they were not doing as bad and 
 as liable to go to hell. 
 
 We cannot consistently reject some games and 
 practice others. We must conclude that all are 
 right or that all are wrong, this is the way I look 
 at the matter. I will not indulge in any kind. of 
 games, for I am satisfied that billiard and card 
 playing are wrong. They have a tendency to 
 lead men to idleness andgambling. I cannot in- 
 dulge in thfm, and to be consistent, I cannot in- 
 
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 dulge in uiiy kind of gaiiie.s. Any Lljiiig liuit 
 loads to idleness and gambling is wrong, and we 
 cannot make a tiling riglit wlien it is wrong. 
 
 Tliose games tliat are considered liarmless 
 lead men into games tliatmake ijamblersof tiiem. 
 I cannot see the consistency ot a man picking 
 out a game here and there and preacliing people 
 into liell for takilig clioice of what is left. Tiie 
 churcli member that goes to play parties, plays 
 clieckers and croquet is inconsistent, lie is doing 
 an injury to the church, he is standing in the 
 \vay of sinners, his influence cannot do mnch 
 good in the world. When he speaks sinners will 
 mock, and when he warns the wicked they will 
 not heed. 
 
 The Look of LovS 
 
 The look of love is pure, li is divine, 
 'Tis the soul's language. An outward sign. 
 The look of love can move the liardest heart 
 That is found in man. 
 
 Reply to the Infidel. 
 
 The intidel says, "if there is a God, he has no 
 right to punish men simply because he made 
 tliem," and asks, "Jf I had tlie power, and would 
 (thange a book into a living man, would I have a 
 right to torture the man because! made him?" 
 This is owing to circumstances. If he would en- 
 dow the man with with intelligence, and give 
 iiim knowledge of goo<l ami evil, and» i)ovver to 
 
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 cliouae the good, and then the man vvuuld know- 
 ingly iind willingly choose the evil, he would 
 have a rigiit to inflict just punishment upon 
 him. A free moral agent alone .is resjjonsible 
 for his conduct, no matter how he came into ex- 
 istence. It is a wonder that the intidel permits 
 himself to be instrumeiit;ti in bringing iuiman 
 beings into tiie world, where they m'ay sutler for 
 their oflenses. lledoes tiiis, knowing that kis 
 offspring are free moral agents, and are alone 
 re.sponsible for their own conduct, this lets him 
 out. On the same principle God createtl man a 
 i'ree moral agent, endoAvedhim witli intelligence 
 and with a knowledge of good and evil, andpow- 
 ei- to choose the good. If man sins, God is not 
 responsible, and if lie is punished he deserves it. 
 "If God knew that man would fall why did he 
 jnake him?" God had reasons for making man 
 or he would not have made him. Man w^as an 
 element of God's fleiermined creation. His 
 creation might have been a necessity. God, like 
 other intelligent beings, may have desired intel- 
 ligent brings to by with hini, and made man for 
 that purpose, why would he not. The fact that 
 God forelv.new that man wonld fall justifies him 
 in making him; if he had been ignorant of man's 
 fall he would have gone into the work blindly, but 
 if he knew that man would transgress he knew 
 just what to do, and what sort of punishment 
 would be necessai}', and he knew that he would 
 not i)unish him more than he deserved. Man is 
 punished according to his deeds. The man that 
 does not steal or murder will m^t be punished for 
 these crimes, where tiiere is little, little is re- 
 (juired. They shall be beaten with- few stripes. 
 God is just. "Tlie man that thinks that God 
 dumps the moral and immoral, the honest man 
 and the murderer together into a furnace of lit- 
 
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 eral fire has a wrong conception of the justice of 
 God. I do not believe that there is any Uteral 
 tire in hell, though there may be; if there is 
 there is not a spark too much. I* think thejruilty 
 conscience, and the convicting judgement of Gotl 
 is the tire of hell, and that no man will ever burn 
 for that of which he is not guilty. 
 
 Is Murder and Polygamy Inspired- 
 
 An extract from a lecture on the inspiration of 
 the Bible, by the author. 
 The infidel asks, "Did God inspire the Israel- 
 ites to murder the heathen?" He did not inspire 
 them to murder them. He inspired them to kill 
 them for their idolatry, for violating his own 
 law, for sacrificing their children to idols and 
 for willfuly, and presumptiously blaspheming 
 his holy name. This was right. The infidel 
 misrepresents when he calls it "murder." Kill- 
 ing is not murder when there is a just cause for 
 it. For instance, a woman madly plunges the 
 dagger into the heart of an innocent woman; she 
 takes her life, she is arrested, tried, found guilty, 
 and is shot dead. The shooting of this woman is 
 not murder. It is the execution of justice. No- 
 body but a lunatic would call it murder. A 
 king puts to death those who violate his law. 
 When his subjects, rebel or commit treason, 
 they are slain; justice demands it, and the peo- 
 ple say it is right. A king sometimes, m order 
 to defend hi-s kingdom, and to carry out certain 
 principles of justice musters large rviies, and 
 sends them among his enemies to kill them, and 
 the world says it is right. If it is right for an 
 
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 oarthy king to kill men for transgressing his 
 law; to take life, which he did not give, and can- 
 not restore, is it not certainly right, for the 
 almighty to take the live which he has given. 
 The heath^'n were living in open violation of 
 God's holy law. They refused to obey him, and 
 made, idols to whicli they offered their own 
 children. This was murder. It was serving 
 false gods at the expense of human life. ]t was 
 a base insult to their maker, and deserving of 
 death. If an earthly king will not endure the 
 offenses and insults' of evil does, why should 
 God? His , moral law must be executed 
 a« well as that of man. It was right 
 to kill the heathen, and God inspired Joshua to 
 do it, and lam glad that he did. It shows his 
 contempt for idolatry. It was necesary to dis- 
 troy idolators for thev were ruining the world. 
 God saw this and slew them. He did it to 
 check the devil, and to give Christianity a 
 chance, and I thank him font. 
 
 The killing of idolaters w^as not murder. It 
 was the execution of justice. A God that would 
 not punish idolaters would not be just. Yet 
 because God distroyed the heathen the infidel 
 says he is a murderer. 
 
 The infidel is like an idiot standing off on a hill 
 while a battle is fought for the execution of 
 good and noble principles, crying murder! raur- 
 der! 
 
 "Was it right for God to kill the innocent 
 babes?" Yes, he created them.. Thev were his 
 own. He had a right to take thejp. All 
 infants are saved, for as in Adam all men died 
 so in Christ all are made alive. That is, all are 
 freed from the original sin from Adam's sin. 
 This leaves men accountable for their practical 
 sins only, for the sins which they knowingly 
 
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 coimnit. Th.is ]>rnvi;:aoii clears tlie infants. 
 They arc of the kingvloni of Heaven, All that 
 have not arrived to the age of acconntability are 
 in a saved condition. IfGodsawfit to remove 
 the infants, and it was easier and better to die 
 by thesword then to hmi^nish on beds of disease. 
 It was bettor to take them in their innocence 
 then to let them become idolaters and be lost. 
 Better to take them, then let tbiOm be sacrificed 
 to idols. God has appointed that all shonld die. 
 Some shall die by disease, some l)y famine, and 
 some !)y the sword. He that dies by the sword 
 suifers h'^ss than millions that <jrabble with dis- 
 ease. Wlien Cjod removed the infants he saved 
 tliem from idolatry, and eternal punishment. 
 God called the infants into bein^ and will call 
 them from earth when he pleases, and as he 
 ]>leases. They arc his, and he will take care of 
 them. 
 
 WAS POLYGAMY INSPIRED. 
 
 Sin is a violation ot God's hiw, and nothinc: 
 else. Then if there is no God there is no law, 
 and conseqnently no sin, and polyo;amy 
 is no sin. If there is no God as to the crime of 
 ]>olygamy itis a question. If there is no God there 
 is no higher power than man, and no better 
 authority than his. This leaves the question of 
 polygamy with men and they are divided on it. 
 If there is no God, and I love two women and 
 they love me. and we want to marry, we are the 
 ones to decide the matter. Thisds our business 
 and no one elses. I would say itis right for us 
 to marry. We wrtuld be happy if we were mar- 
 
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 vied. W(> would want, no bettor heaven tlian to 
 live together and the man tliat would prevent 
 our niarriafre would deprive us of our libijrty. 
 The intidel eould not object, consistently, 
 to this for he believes in a man 
 having his liberty. If human judg- 
 ment is all there is to pass on polygamy, 
 one man has as much a right to use his judg- 
 ment as another. But if there is a God; a being 
 to whom man owes his existence, it is ]^ro]K'r 
 and ris:ht that he should sny whether polyramv 
 should be practiced. If God permits men to 
 practice polygamy, man should hold his peace. 
 He should let the matter rest with his ec^uals 
 and with his maker. If God makes a man and 
 two (or more) women and permits them to mar- 
 ry, and they are satisfied, whose business is it; 
 The infidel pleads human liberty, and if God 
 in his infinite mercy grants this privilege, to bo 
 consistent, lie should be the last to object. God 
 gave man dominion over the beasts of the fields, 
 and man exercises that power, and it is a glor- 
 ious privilege, he divides his cattle, sheep and 
 hogs, some he sells, some pens up and others he 
 kills. If it is right for man to do as he will with 
 the animals which he has not made, how much 
 greater right has God to'do as he will with men 
 who are the work of tiis own hands. The infidel 
 is not satisfied with governing the beasts, he 
 wants to govern God too, and he is mad at God 
 because he will not let him. If God wanted to 
 remove a blazing star from the machinery of his 
 infinite Universe he would not consult an "infidel; 
 much less will he consult him when he sees fit 
 to remove a fe\v mnrderous idolaters, or suffer a 
 man to marry a couple of wemen which he has 
 made. Polygamy is noi taught by the old Tes- 
 tament, ancl the new Testament is against it. 
 
God (ti(i not permit polygamy to ho prartioed 
 very extensively— A father tells his sons that 
 they shall not '/o tishino: on a certain day, and 
 the'same day, says to one of them, you may *ro a 
 lishing. This is the father's business. A king 
 forbids his subjects eating of the fruit of his 
 vineyard on a certain day, and the same day he 
 saj's to one of them, you man eat of the fruit of 
 my vineyard, this is the king'sbusiness. On the 
 same principle, if God dis-allows men to have a 
 plurality of wives, and yet suffers a few to break 
 over, it is His business,"and he will take care of 
 it, and, I cannot see the consistency of a poor, 
 insigniticant worm of the duststanding up with 
 the impudence of a devil and cursing him for it. 
 
 Advice To a Young Lady. 
 
 If you would be respected, respect others. If 
 you would have people speak well of you, speak 
 well of them, or leave their names out. 
 
 If yon would be called virtuous, keep decent 
 company, for it is said that "birds of a feather 
 flock together." Nevergive presents to a young 
 man until you find him out, and go slow when 
 you are acnuainted, for the heart is full of deceit, 
 and one slight mistake may take away your 
 favor. 
 
 The young man who talks loud, jesting with 
 you, halfway across the street, and never by 
 your side, is not sincere. You are not his choice. 
 Let him slide. 
 
 If you want to live in poverty, marry a dolt. 
 If you want to work for a livino;, marrv a loafer., 
 If Vou want to live on the fruits of dishonesty 
 
marry a p:aml)ler. If von wani to he drunkard 
 ard's wife marry a drunkard. 
 
 Do not treat people with disrespect, hoping to 
 he respected. I)o not slander others, expecting 
 to be praised. Do not hate people expecting to 
 be loved. Do not court a rake, expecting a civil 
 husband. Do not marry an ill natured man, ex- 
 pecting to live a kappy life with him. 
 
 Your mother is your best friend, harken to 
 her advice. 
 
 Always receive good advice. Take lessons 
 from tlie past, and warning from the 'fate of 
 others. Do not be too hasty in matrimony. 
 Remember that one mistake may turn the 
 course of your life, kindle within your breast a 
 fire that cannot be quenched, and bring uyon 
 3'ou trouble that cannot be removed until the 
 monster death closes his dark curtains around 
 you. 
 
 A Scholar's Greeting. 
 
 The following stanzas weo-e taken from a poem 
 composed by Thomas Henry Stone, brother of 
 the author, entitled "A Scholar's greeting." 
 
 And now to turn our thoughts to school, 
 
 I'll say I love it well; 
 I even love the very place. 
 
 The building and the bell. 
 
 For here it is we do acquire," 
 While yet in early vouth, 
 
 A knowledge of the things that are, 
 Of what is solid truth. 
 
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 We study here no silly trash, 
 
 Or iiotnin<r of the kinM; 
 But learn of that which will improve 
 
 And elevate the niind. 
 
 'Tis here each boy will soon resolve 
 If he does knowledge prize, 
 
 To make himself a perfect man. 
 Industrious and wise. 
 
 Each girl here, too, will study hard, 
 
 And do the hest she can; 
 That she may when a woman grown. 
 
 Deserve a worthy man. 
 
 O, when I come to leave the school, 
 , Twill grieve me much, I know; 
 
 It grieves me now, to think of it, 
 For I do love it so. 
 
 I love to be here with my friends, 
 
 To study, talk and jest; 
 I love the teachers and the boys, 
 
 But love the girls the best. 
 
 For woman is the rose of earth. 
 And girls are buds just blowing, 
 
 And they may light up all the world 
 By kindness ever showing. 
 
 And now I'll say a word to all 
 (As I am soon to leave yonj. 
 
 That you may do what good you can 
 And let no wrong deceive von. 
 
•'The past is witlithe things that were," 
 
 The tniiire yet to reacli ns; 
 Now do we l^y experience ^ain, 
 
 And learn from what it teaches. 
 
 The lone looked for New Year is come , 
 
 The old one now is gone; 
 Which does remind us shockingly 
 
 How time flies swiftly on. 
 
 For short indeed does seem the time 
 
 Since just a year ago,^ 
 I sat here writing at this desk, 
 
 While thickly fell the snow. 
 
 Each year that passes seems more brief 
 Than that which went before; 
 
 And just the same does seem this one, 
 And so will many more. 
 
 The Secrecy of Death. 
 
 "We can not tell when death will come 
 
 And steal the soul aw/iy, 
 And leave the body dead and numb, 
 
 To molder in the clav. 
 
 We may not think the monster near, 
 Until" the soul has fled, , ^ 
 
 An hour may find us happy here, 
 The next mav find us dead. 
 
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 Beware, ye thoucrhtless ones, beware. 
 Lest thus should be your fate, — 
 
 Prepare for death while thereis hope 
 Wlien dead 'twill be too late. 
 
 Address to the Billows. 
 Leap on ye mighty billows, leap, 
 O'er the dark caverns of the deep; 
 Go on with mighty tliunder tones, 
 And drown thy dyin» victim's groans, 
 JSor let thy weary riders rest, 
 
 Till time shall end. 
 
 Send forth thy spared, unconquered host 
 To ev'ry island, cape and coast, 
 O'erride the proud, with daring speech, 
 'Neath whom is spread thy sandybeach; 
 Entwine thy arms around each form, 
 
 In death's embrace. 
 
 Marriage— According to Scripture. 
 
 Let saints and sinners Aved their own, 
 
 And never wed each other. 
 Because it is not right to join 
 The good and bad together. 
 See 1 Cor. 6. 15, 16—7. 39: 2 Cor. 6. 14, 17. 
 Dent. 7. 3, 4. 1 Kings 11. 2. 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Vlonth of March 3 
 
 i Worthless Man 4 
 
 rhe Poor Man's Soliloquy 4 
 
 rhe Industrious Widow 5 
 
 Encouraging Words to Christians 6 
 
 hlow to Use Time 7 
 
 rbeBlue 8 
 
 rhe Devil's Trap 11 
 
 Death 12 
 
 rhe Muse Caliope 13 
 
 riie Mysterious World 10 
 
 rhe Offended Lover's Valedictory 18 
 
 rhe Wood Chopper 19 
 
 rhe Final Equal ization of Man 20 
 
 Man's Greatest Pleasure 23 
 
 Woman 24 
 
 Questions in Rhyme. To Logan Stone 27 
 
 A. High-tempered Wife 29 
 
 A. Good Natured Wife 31 
 
 rhe Convicted Sinner's Address to his Soul. . .32 
 
 Maxims 33 
 
 lemperance 35 
 
 Es the Soul Mortal? 36 
 
 rhe Fishermen of Middletown 36 
 
 Pay as you go 38 
 
 Praise The Lord 39 
 
 Farewell my Bonny Bird 40 
 
 The Parents' Duty 41 
 
 The Street-Car Mule 41 
 
 The Vanitv of Riches 42 
 
 Hell : 43 
 
 The Bachelor On Matrimony 44 
 
 A Solid Man 46 
 
 The Husband's Dearie 46 
 
Do Iniidels Know It 4l> 
 
 Machinery The Production of Intellect 4'J 
 
 Tiie Bible"^ 50 
 
 A Trip to Kansas 52 
 
 A Few Lines for the Crippled 54 
 
 Faithfulness of Lovers 55 
 
 The Unfortunate Man 55 
 
 Education 57 
 
 A Word to the Haughty Kich 57 
 
 The Renter .\ 5<S 
 
 Hyx)ocrites 00 
 
 Maxims in Klij-me 00 
 
 Play Parties and Games 01 
 
 The Careless Bible Reader 02 
 
 A Mystery o;> 
 
 Games Are Wrong 05 
 
 The Look of Love . 00 
 
 Reply to the Inlidel 00 
 
 Was Murder and Polygamy Inspired OcS 
 
 Advice to a Young Lady 72 
 
 \ .Scholar's Greeting 7o 
 
 Secrecy of Deatli 75 
 
 3Iarriage — According To Scripture 70 
 
 Address to the Billows 70 
 
 
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 ADDRESS TO THE BILLOWS 
 
 eap on 3'e mighty Lillows, leap, 
 'er the dark caverns of the deep; 
 on with mighty thunder tones, 
 nd drown thy dying victim's groans, 
 or let thy weary liders rest, 
 
 Till time shall end. 
 
 Mid forth thy spared, unconquered host 
 o ev'ry island, cape and coast, 
 'erride the proud, with daring speech, 
 eath wliom is spread thy sandy beach; 
 ntwine thy nrms around each form, 
 Tn deatii's embrace. 
 
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