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excerpted. It therefore frequently happened that “ Breathes there a man with soul so dead, in the midst of Napoleon's battles and Canning's

Who never to himself hath said, speeches he found a rather provoking gap.

This is my own, my native land ?” When Captain Shaw was ordered home, he took During these words, a painful awkwardness a run to Cape Town, and, after many days' wait crept over the assembled officers. Nolan grew ing, signaled the outward-bound Warren. Up to pale, but, with a resolution born of a better hope, this time, Nolan had regarded his imprisonment he continued : as merely a farce, and manifested much satisfac. “Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, faction at the sea voyage. He was therefore not

As home his footsteps he hath turned, a little amazed as he received orders to prepare

From wandering on a foreign strand ? himself for disembarkation for his second voyage,

If such there be, go; mark him well;". with Captain Philipps, to the Mediterranean. But now his resolute will was sorely tried; he This officer relates that after Nolan again came could not collect himself sufficiently to omit the out of his cabin he could not believe he saw the passage ; he blushed, and, in his confusion, stamsame person. The unfortunate man had realized | mered on: now that he had no longer a home; not even one

“ For him no minstrel raptures swell; to suffer imprisonment in.

High though his titles, proud his name, This was but the beginning of twenty re-em

Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; barkations which yet remained for him to have

Despite these titles, power, and pelf, his wish fulfilled ; and his lot was far more terri

The wretch, concentered all in self, ble than that of those rebels who since then

Living, shall for— ". resisted their country with arms, who, though | He sprang up convulsively, like a shot deer. excluded from the general amnesty, are neverthe- Tears streamed from his eyes. With a start he less living in other countries where they can | flung the book into the sea, and hurried to his share to some extent in the interests of their | cabin. “For two whole months,” said one of his home.

old companions, “we did not see Nolan among His exemplary behavior during his journeys has us again.” shown satisfactorily that he repented of his folly, Not long thereafter, during the war with Great and manfully surrendered himself to his fate. He Britain, Nolan's ship was attacked by a hostile never intentionally aggravated the hard and pain- frigate. A ball entered the port-hole of the ful situation of those whose duty it was to watch American vessel, and killed the officer of the deck, him. Opportunities to this were not to be avoided, besides several others. In the midst of the conbut they were never provoked by him. Of the fusion, as a deus ex machina, appeared Nolan, multitudinous incidents which occurred to remind took the command, ordered the wounded away, him most painfully of his despised home, I shall loaded the cannon with his own hands, aimed it, mention but three, to show how deeply he felt his and had it fired. And thus he remained in charge loss.

of the cannon, calm and courageous, cool, colDuring Nolan's confinement on the Brandywine, lected, encouraging his sailors, and firing twice one of the officers borrowed from a comrade in as often as the rest, until the proud Englander Alexandria a whole chestful of books, at that struck her colors, and surrendered to the American time regarded a special providence. Nolan also commander. Then rose the cry: was invited to join the circle which, on a beauti “Nolan! Where is Nolan? The captain calls ful August afternoon, had raised a tent upon the for him.” rear deck. It was decided that, to make the Nolan came. time pass more profitably, each should read in “Sir," said the captain, addressing him, “toturns; and in time his turn came. The newly- day you have been one of the bravest on the ship, issued volume of Walter Scott's, “The Lay of the and I shall name you in my dispatches. With Last Minstrel," was chosen, and every one became this I show you my gratitude," he added, as he enthusiastic over it. With a deep pathos Nolan handed him his own sabre; "who owes you more began the sixth canto without any presentiment of than I, will himself reward you.” He could not, the consequences.

dared not, say your country.

This was the brightest day in the exile's life; to your family, forget self, and do all for them. and on every festive occasion he carried the well. Speak of them, write to them, think of them. merited decoration. The commander sought a The farther you journey, the more fondly should pardon for Nolan, but he never received a reply. you cling to them, as yonder miserable slaves. The whole business began to be ignored at Wash- And your country, your home, the old flag there ington, and Nolan's condition remained the same, -young man, think of nothing but to serve them, because no orders were issued thence.

even though such service should lead to death Apart from his books, and the occasional inter- itself. Allow no evening to pass in which you do course with the officers, there was nothing to help not pray God to bless the flag; and whatever him pass his time. But he used his books well, betide you, whoever flatters you, think of no as well as he could, and among his papers there other! Behind every man with whom you have were found, after his death, many tokens of his to do stands your country; to it you belong as to diligence in numerous compilations of merit and your own mother. Shame and dishonor to him value in natural history. He had learned the who forsakes his mother! Would to God!” he language of nearly every country he visited, and sobbed in anguish, “that some one had spoken was of great service as interpreter.

thus to me in my youth.”. It was a matter of this sort that on one occasion After this there were frequent attempts made to well-nigh broke his heart. His vessel had, on the procure deliverance for the homeless wanderer, northwest coast of Africa, fallen in with and cap- but no one in Washington believed in the existtured a slave-trader; and the commander was in ence of such a man. Nor is this the first instance great straits how to bring to order the riotous in which a department pretended not to know anynegroes, so that he might return them to their thing. For the officers of the navy the whole country.

matter was a very delicate one, and we must There was no other who could speak a word of admit it to be proof of the honorable esprit du Portuguese, which one of the negroes had learned corps of the navy that the secret was not allowed from Fernando Ko. Nolan went into their midst, to come to light until after Nolan's death, having told them what their fate was to be, thereby been sacredly and successfully kept even from the hoping to quell the disturbance. The sweat rolled enterprising press of the Union. from his forehead, as he stood surrounded by four In Nolan's fate, as in the case of so many hundred negroes, one of whom told him of his others, where one is thrown upon self-government, wife, another of his child, and a third of his parents was illustrated the principle, Success is everywhere and home. His own voice was drowned in the up- successful; failure is always the signal for abanroar, and it was with the utmost difficulty, and only donment. The order to carry Nolan from one by complying with their demands, that he became place to another was made; no recall was ever master of the situation. But as the enthusiastic had—the officer must obey the law, and however multitude pressed upon him, kissed and embraced gladly any one would have connived at the escape him, nearly crushing him in their transports of joy, of poor Nolan (and was he not a poor, pitiable his consciousness forsook him, and he had to be car- | man indeed ?), he could have done it only at the ried in a boat to the ship. Here he soon recovered, peril of his own position; and dismissal from and as he sat aside a young lieutenant on the rear service is not an honor coveted by any officer. deck, his long-suppressed emotion broke forth, On his death-bed, having reached his eightieth and his full heart gushed out in all its accumulated year, he requested the favor of hearing something force.

of America, and for the first time in the long “Young man,'' he said to his companion, with period of fifty-six years did one of the friendly whom in later years he made other voyages, officers give him a true sketch of his native coun“ from this you may learn what it is to be with try, what it had become, how it prospered, what a out family, without home, and without country. prominence it had won, what significance it had Should you ever so far forget yourself as to do or for the present, and what bright prospects it ensay anything that might raise a barrier between joyed for the future. With a smile of happy conyourself and these treasures, pray God that in his tentment he listened, and saw the mighty structure mercy he may take you to himself. Bind yourself unfold before him. One thing only his friend

could not prevail upon himself to mention-Nolan 1 In his Bible was found a book-mark with the remust not learn of the civil war. As he became quest : “Bury me in the ocean ; she has become weaker, he requested his attendant to take the my home, and I have learned to love her. Should prayer-book by his side and read the marked pages. the Government, which has punished me so sorely, It ran : "For our own selves and in the name of have sufficient regard for me, let there be erected our entire country, we thank thee, Lord, that thou, in Fort Adams a memorial with the inscription : in spite of our many transgressions, hast been gra

"6"In Memoriam cious unto us. Bless and keep thy faithful servants, the President of the United States, and all to

PHILIP NOLAN whom is entrusted a public office.” Then he fell

LIEUTENANT US A gently asleep, in peace with himself and the world. I

REQUIESCAT IN PACE'”

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'Twas two-and-seventy years ago,

When “Farmer George" was king,
And all his land a raree-show,

With blossom of the spring-
The time when lovers courting go,

And little birds do sing.
They say that folks are wiser now,

And life has grown completer;
The old days were as sweet, I trow,

Perchance a little sweeter,
The birds upon the cherry bough

Have never changed their metre.
As eager were the hopes of men,

Their joys, alas! as fleeting,
And lovers' vows as potent then

To set girls' hearts a-beating,
As tender was the spring-time, when

The new-born lambs were bleating. Some things, thank God, are lingering yet,

And never out of fashion, The laws of stately etiquette

Have spared the tender passion,
And sometimes human eyes are wet

With tears of soft compassion.
So down Time's vista, faint and sar,

Two lovers we descry,
Apart they stand, some sudden jar

Disturbs their harmony;
A cloud hath passed o'er Love's sweet star,

And darkened all the sky.
The youth he watched his true love's face

With angry, scornful glance;
“ Adieu," he cried, “ disdainful Grace,

I sail to-night for France;
Some happier man may have my place,

And please you more perchance.”
“Adieu, sir!" said the haughty maid,

"Your fancy chimes with mine;
I pray that when the anchor's weighed

The weather may be fine;
Too long methinks you have delayed,

To taste the claret wine!"

Betwixt them evermore,
And they must starve on niggard doles,

Who feasted heretofore.
Awhile she said, “ He loves me well,

I'll die, but never doubt him,
To.morrow he will break the spell;

He knows I could not fout him;"
Then blank, eternal silence sell,

She sighed--and lived without him. The days passed slowly into years,

The bloom of youth departed, No eye beheld her secret tears,

Or saw the wound that smarted, Hers was the patient love that cheers

The sad and broken-hearted. When fifty years had slipped away,

Life's pains no more beset her :
This woman, faded, old, and gray,

Waits for the Life that's better,
Her maid trips in with silver tray:
“ Madam, a foreign letter!”
She took it with a wondering smile

Into her wrinkled hand,
She gazed at it a little while,

She could not understand; 'Twas folded in an ancient style,

The ink was pale and tanned.
What ghost arises from the Past

To scare that faithful breast?
A dead man's message come at last,

By cruel Fate suppressed-
“Dear God!" she cried, while tears fell fast,

" I'm ready for my rest.” “Oh, love, forgive !" the letter said,

"I cannot leave you so;
Write but a word, ere sate be sped,

Whether you will or no."
And then the date the woman read,

'Twas fifty years ago!
She threw the casement open wide,

This lady most forlorn,
A robin whistled sweet outside,

Upon a leafless thorn,
And he sang of Love that had never died,
And the Resurrection morn.

C. B.

And so they part, these silly souls,

With bitter words and sore, And Time's vast ocean moaning rolls

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UNDER THE SNOW.

By A. L. BASSETT.

She raised her large, dark eyes wistfully to the tight and warm, and proper food and medicine brightly illuminated window, and murmured to were provided for them. She had worked hard, herself, “He is so good! I've read of his noble but could only manage to keep them from being charities in the papers, I've looked into his beauti- put out into the street by their hard landlord. ful face again and again as I've passed him on the Would he help them ? street, and have seen goodness written there. Yes, Mr. Howard had gone on arranging his papers I will make one effort to save them! He has not while she spoke-private charities were not in his left his office yet ; I'll go in, and even beg to save line, and he had not interrupted her merely because them from death.”

her voice was musical and her story brief. She drew her black veil closely over her face, “I never give to street beggars; it's against my ran up the steps, and knocked lightly at the door. principles. I've heard thousands of tales like

Come in !” was spoken in such a harsh voice yours, and know how much to believe of them. that the girl hesitated for an instant, then slowly I'll give you ten cents to leave the office.” And turned the knob and entered the luxuriously-fur- he threw a dime on the floor at her feet, and began nished office. Mr. Howard raised his handsome putting on his fur overcoat. face from the papers he was hastily arranging, and He had buttoned his coat and drawn his seallooked with surprise and evident displeasure at skin cap down on his broad white forehead, the shabby dress of the intruder. It was late, and around which clustered such beautiful, wavy dark bitter cold ; the snow was falling fast, and his hair, and yet she had not moved nor stooped to carriage was even now waiting to take him to the pick up the little silver coin at her feet. She grand dinner prepared for the newly-elected gov could not believe that she had heard aright. She ernor, and he was in no mood to attend to a poor stood like one stunned by a blow. client. Such a poverty-stricken creature had never “Well, aren't you going? I'm tired of waitentered his office before, he thought. The lines ing for you.” And he began turning off the gas. around his mouth deepened, and the finely-curved As the room darkened, the girl seemed to awaken lips were hardly compressed as he asked curtly: to a sense of what she had asked, and the manner

“Please state as briefly as possible what you in which she had been refused. Her cheeks crimwish with me. Office hours are over."

soned, and her eyes flashed indignantly as she He had not even asked her to be seated, yet threw back the shrouding black veil and spoke she could not lose faith at once in the man who hurriedly: for years had been her hero, her ideal of all that “I've done what I never did before. I would was good and noble. She had seen his picture in die before I would beg for myself! But it was the illustrated papers as the preserver of a child my last hope of saving those dearer to me than he had rescued from a burning house. His name myself. I never dreamed you could refuse any headed every list of public charities, and so she one a paltry sum of your boundless wealth. I was only whispered to herself, “Ah, he thinks I've mistaken ; that is all. Buried beneath this cruel come to worry him about some law-suit, and he is snow, which is killing my brother and his child, too tired with his day's work to care to attend to you might have found a treasure which would have business now; his face will grow soft and tender been yours when all of your earthly riches have when I tell my story."

perished, as perish they must, sooner or later. And so she told it, simply and trustfully. Her You have refused to heal the sick,' to feed the brother and his only child were ill with pneumo- hungry.' Alas! I fear the poverty of your last nia, and the little hovel in which they lived was moments will reproach you for your hard heart. almost buried in the snow, which drifted in at You have lost the treasure our Father would have every crack. The doctor said both might be given you as your reward for obedience to his saved if the room in which they laid were made command.”

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