If the Man with the Withered Hand had used the first
thrill of life and vigor coming into it by the word of the Great
Physician to aim a blow at his benefactor, his ingratitude would have
needed to stand recorded only until this year of our Lord, to have been
matched by deeds of men who have thrown this dear land of ours into
universal mourning. Yet our English brethren would try to persuade
us that these men are but repeating the course and the deeds of the
American Revolution!
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THE WILD ENDIVE.
Only the dusty common road,
The glaring weary heat;
Only a man with a soldier's load,
And the sound of tired feet.
Only the lonely creaking hum
Of the Cicada's song;
Only a fence where tall weeds come
With spiked fingers strong.
Only a drop of the heaven's blue
Left in a way-side cup;
Only a joy for the plodding few
And eyes that look not up.
Only a weed to the passer-by,
Growing among the rest;--
Yet something clear as the light of the sky
It lodges in my breast.
THE CONTRABANDS AT FORTRESS MONROE.
In the month of August, 1620, a Dutch man-of-war from Guinea entered
James River and sold "twenty negars.
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